7:19AM

I got all flustered. "Well did he say when he was going there?"
Hoping I wouldn't sound too obvious but I guess my eyes betrayed me.

"It's you isn't it!" He almost shouted.

I covered his mouth and dragged him to the male toilet. "Not too loud! I admit I saw him at the traffic light, but I honestly didn't believe he was out to find me!"

"Dammit, that one million could have been ours." He joked.

"Oh, haha. Very funny." I said sarcastically.

Then Kiba's expression became serious and looked at me in the eye, "Are you going though?"

11:07AM

That question stuck with me the entire day, I couldn't focus in class and I'd space out all day.

Am I going to meet him?

2:00PM

The last bell rang, which means school has ended. Kiba rested his arm on my shoulder, and playfully asked. "Well? Are you?"

I simply shrugged.

"Maybe I could go and hold you hostage for that million!" He joked again.

Kiba was walking me home, and there we were. A block away from that traffic light. God dammit! I've forgotten the path home consist of the particular traffic light! I've should taken the bus!

"Kibaaaa! You tricked me! You purposely wanted me to come here so you said you would walk home with me!" I pouted, feeling embarrassed and betrayed.

He chuckled, "There's no harm try-" he paused.
What is it?
I looked at the direction his widen eyes were glued to.

What the-?
There were a billion of what seems like "fans" almost crushing the famous Sasuke Uchiha and paparazzi all camping in the area waiting for the "'mysterious" boy.

Me.

Me?

Heck no! I'm not going through that!
But.. He's here already. I can't just leave him alone, after all he is doing this for me. He's looking as if he could barely survive the horde of fans.

As we took steps closer, I gulped down. Am I ready?

"Sasuke! Sasuke! Look here!"
"Sasuke!"
"Sasuke please hold my hand!"
"Can I have a picture?"
"Sasukee!!"

I told Kiba to wait a safe distance away from the crowd and I squeezed my way through, it almost feel like I was suffocating with this amount of people!
"Sorry, excuse me!" I repeatedly apologized as I push and squeeze my way through people. I was being pushed and squeezed as well! I almost wished I had a super power to create a huge blast of energy and send these idiots flying.
"Ah!" The last push was extremely with a lot of force, and I bumped into the well-known Uchiha. Well.. Just my luck.

My body collided with his with an amount of force, he held me in his arms, afraid I would lose balance and fall over. Our eyes met again,and the coal eye's widen. His lip whispered "it's you." But I couldn't hear the words because it was overlapped with the noise the fans were making. He held my hand, tight, and abruptly dashed off. Everyone had their guards down including the paparazzi. They were in utter shock as they gasped before they screamed. We could hear the horde chasing us, right behind our asses. And when we made a turn from the street, he pulled me into a black car as quick as lightning. "Wai- Kiba!"

Looks like he got it all planned, well, I guess he knew this would happen.. Since he's a celebrity and all.. It must be troublesome huh.
The driver put his foot on the pedal and we were off. Some fans managed to find us and follow our car, on foot.

I panted, "Wait.. I.. Left my friend.. Behind."
He stared intently at me again, "Sorry, we can't go back for him now. Would you mind calling a cab for him? No worries, I'll write him a cheque."

"Ah, no it's alright." I texted Kiba and apologized to him.
Sasuke is a tall and charming man, his build much larger than mine, and his coal eyes gazing at me.
Crap, did he caught me checking him out?

I wonder if why is he looking at me like that.. Maybe I'm just not what he expected? I'm just a plain, boring and poor guy after all.. Eh, maybe I have something on my face? Oh god please tell me I don't have food stains! Where's the mirror, where?!
I panicked.

"I can't believe I found you."

I froze. What?
Was I that important to him?
He rested his chin on his palm, as he "admired" me. I felt awkward, and I fidgeted a lot. I must look like an idiot..

Well what can I do? When an attractive man, not to mention famous, is observing me!

"Eh.. Can you not do..that?" My face redden.

"Hmm?" The man seemed surprised, "Do what?" He continued.

"Stare at me." I blurted out.

"Oh, sorry." He adverted his gaze to the tinted windows. "I can't help it, you're beautiful."

Our eyes met again in the reflection.

"Way more beautiful than I imagined."

Beautiful? Me?

I could see from the reflection of the tinted windows, he was smiling. Just a little. But it's enough to make my heart flutter.

I disconnected our eye contact as I turned my back against him, awkwardly, "Um, where are we going?"
I looked out the window as we drove into town.

"To a private restaurant. We can chat over lunch, I would like to know more about you."

"There's no need for that. We can just swing by my plac-" a picture of my dirty and old apartment plastered in my mind.
"On second thought, nevermind."

2:49PM

The car halted, and I rolled down my windows with amazement. This extremely expensive looking restaurant that I would never enter in my entire life. I was in disbelief, am I actually going in?!

Sasuke put on some shades and the driver helped opened the door for Sasuke, then Sasuke himself, proceeded to open the door for me.

Hehe, don't I feel special!

I stepped out of the car, and right in front of me was one of the country's most expensive restaurant. Yup. Indeed I'll would never enter this restaurant in my entire life, if it weren't for Sasuke.