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Ring ring!
"Mmm…"
Ring ring!
"Ugh…this better not be Sakura again…" I mutter, reaching for my phone and sliding the green button to the left.
"Misaki?" the voice asked. I immediately recognized it as Satsuki, which got me pretty excited.
"Satsuki!" I exclaim, a grin on my face. "What's up?" I inquire. Surely she wouldn't call me for no reason. Sakura would be the one to do that.
"Uh, let's see…how do I say this…?" she asks as if I'd know the answer. Now this made me curious. What in the world was going on? "Misaki, have you read any articles online about you two recently? Tabloids? Magazines?" she says quickly. I think for a few seconds, before replying.
"Err- no, I haven't. Was I supposed to?"
"Oh dear. Misaki, the only advice I have for you is: lock all your windows and close the blinds, make sure all your doors are locked, and do NOT let anyone in no matter what." she instructs.
"What? Why? Satsuki, you're making no sense!" I exclaim, now starting to panic. "Is somebody coming to attack us?!" I ask. She laughs nervously on the other line.
"More like a whole mob of reporters searching for you two. Somebody told them where you guys were, and they're on their way there." she explains. "Director Hirayama is still trying to find out who spilled the beans- he suspects it was another crew member. Anyway, bye for now and try not to get yourselves killed!"
"Wait! Satsuki-" I try to call for her, only to hear a beep that told me she hung up. What the hell? A mob of reporters looking for us?
I open up my browser and quickly type in "Misaki Ayuzawa and Takumi Usui", hoping to find some results that would be of use to me. As expected, the top result was an article titled "Actors Misaki Ayuzawa and Takumi Usui: REVEALED!". In an instant, I tapped the article.
After reading the first few sentences, I already felt sick.
Misaki Ayuzawa and Takumi Usui have gone missing! Some think they eloped, while others say they were murdered. Luckily, reporter Robert Hookes got hold of some information about the two and found out where they've been hiding out. Will we find out the truth in this scandal or will it forever remain a mystery?
"TAKUMI USUI!" I yell for his attention, throwing open my room door, phone in hand. I wait outside his door so very patiently, hoping I wouldn't need to barge in and cause a commotion.
Luckily, Takumi opens his door within a few seconds, meaning I wouldn't have to resort to violence. Not that I would've minded, actually.
A playful smirk makes its way onto his face, which tells me he was about to say something that'd make me want to break his arm.
"Ahh, it feels so nice to hear you screaming my name so early in the morn-"
"YOU'RE SUCH A PERVERT, JUST SHUT UP FOR ONE MOMENT OKAY?!" I yell, efficiently shutting him up. I quickly unlock my phone and face the article towards him. "Did you know about this?" I inquire. He shrugs.
"Yeah, my manager called me not to long ago to inform me," he says as if it were no big deal at all. "Why? Is there something wrong with that-"
"OH MY GOD, OF COURSE THERE'S SOMETHING WRONG WITH THAT!" I exclaim. "There's going to be a mob of reporters at this villa. Still don't see the problem?" I ask sarcastically. He takes a step closer to me and wraps his arm around my shoulder protectively, completely catching me off guard.
"Relax, Misaki. You act like they're going to burn down our house if we don't answer the door," he chuckles. I blush at our close proximity.
"Well, excuse me for trying to think of our safety…" I murmur, his natural scent along with his cologne calming me down. My best guess would be that he just took a showe- WHAT INDECENT THOUGHTS ARE YOU HAVING, MISAKI?! I've seriously become a pervert, haven't I?! I knew he was a bad influence! His pervertedness rubbed off on me!
"Pervert!" I squeak, pushing his arm off from around my shoulders. He raises an eyebrow in confusion and slight amusement.
"What perverted thing did I do this time?" he inquires. "All I wanted to do was be closer to my girlfriend." he says, stressing the last word since he knew very well it made me embarrassed- and even a bit happy, though he doesn't know that of course -whenever he called me his girlfriend.
"I-It's nothing," I quickly cover up. "Takumi, are you sure I shouldn't be worried…?" I ask, half curious and half wanting to change the subject as fast as possible.
"Hmm? About what?" he inquires. I stare at him in disbelief.
"About the reporters, you idiot! I literally told you a few seconds ago!" I reply, seriously questioning his intelligence. He chuckles and pulls me back towards him.
"Yeah yeah, stop worrying so much or you'll get premature wrinkles," he says, poking me right between my eyes and above my nose with his index finger.
"Ow," I murmur, rubbing the spot he poked. "What was that for?"
"Dunno. I just felt like it," he replies. Seriously, this guy…
"You're such a weirdo," I laugh. He smiles at that.
"Don't act like you're the normal one here Misaki," he says. I shrug.
"More normal than you," I respond. Takumi chuckled and leans down to plant a kiss right where he had poked me earlier.
"What are you doing…?" I ask.
"Kissing my girlfriend. Why?" he responds. I roll my eyes at his response.
"Stop calling me that, alien," I murmur, my face turning a dark red color. "How would you feel if I kept calling you my boyf-" I start, only to cut myself off. "Actually, nevermind. You'd probably be elated." I grumble. He chuckles.
"You know me so well," he comments in a teasing tone. "Does my girlfriend really love me after all?" he jokes. I blush even more.
"I-I don't know," I reply. "Maybe you should ask her," I huff, crossing my arms over my chest.
"Hmm, I think I will," he says, a smirk on his face. He gets down on one knee as if he's about to propose- which I roll my eyes at -and looks up at me with a serious look on his face. "Misaki Ayuzawa, do you love m-"
Knock knock!
I jumped at the sudden noise, successfully tripping over basically nothing, and landing on top of Takumi. I must say, it wasn't the most comfortable landing, since his head hit me in the stomach really hard, and I rolled off him and hit my foot on the doorframe right afterwards.
"Ouchhh!" I hiss, not sure if I should grab onto my food or stomach. In the end, I end up massaging my foot, since it hurt a lot more at the moment.
"Misaki? Are you okay?" he asks, sitting up and checking me for injuries. I might've even found it slightly cute if it didn't hurt so damn much.
"Hey, I think I hear voices!" someone announces from outside the door. I inwardly groan at our current situation. After the announcement, I could hear some people muttering. Oh, and by some, I mean hundreds of people.
"Same here. They're not answering the door though."
"Should we break it down?"
My eyes widen in alarm, as I immediately jump up to run and open the door. My foot still hurts really bad, but I'd rather not have the door broken down.
All of a sudden, Takumi grabs my hand to prevent me from going any further.
"What are you doing?!" I demand. He raises an eyebrow.
"What are you doing? Remember, no answering the door."
"But they're going to break it down!"
"No, Misaki. They're not."
"Yes, they are! Now let me go," I command.
"Fine. But I'm going with you." he says. I shrug.
"That's fine by me." I reply. He smirks, letting go of my hand for a moment. I stare at him for a few more seconds in confusion, only to watch as he crosses his arms and takes his shirt off.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" I exclaim.
"I definitely heard a scream from in there."
"Oh my god, do you think they're having s-"
"LALALALA I CAN'T HEAR ANYTHING!" I shout, plugging my ears with my fingers. Takumi chuckles.
"Misaki," he says, loud enough for me hear over the murmuring crowd and my shouting. I unplug my ears in order to listen to him.
"What?" I ask. "If you haven't noticed, I'm panicking here." I comment dryly. He raises an eyebrow.
"Oh, I've noticed alright." he responds. "We should probably actually go outside now. Everyone knows we're here now- not to mention they think we're doing very naughty things." he suggests. I glare at him.
"THAT'S WHAT I'VE BEEN SAYING THIS ENTIRE TIME YOU STUPID PERVERT!" I shout. "Honestly, could you be any more annoying?!"
"I can. Want me to show you?" he jokes. I scoff.
"Can you just please shut up and put your shirt back on so we can go outside?" I ask, letting out a sigh of frustration.
"As you wish, darling."
"DON'T CALL ME THAT, PERVERT!"
I slowly turn the door handle and open the door, revealing hundreds of flashing lights and causing lots of people to shout and squeal. As expected, there were many questions, as well.
"Misaki! Is it true that you and Takumi are engaged?!"
"Takumi-sama, can I have your shirt please?!"
"Please look this way!"
My eye twitches in annoyance, and soon I get really fed up.
"CAN YOU ALL PLEASE JUST BE QUIET?!" I exclaim. That shuts everyone up. "One question at a time!"
A hand shoots up instantly, followed by another a few moments after. I sigh, deciding to answer some questions since this would never be over if I didn't.
"What?" I ask, pointing at a lady with a short black ponytail. I see Takumi raise an eyebrow in the corner of my eye, but he doesn't say anything.
"Are you and Takumi dating?"
"Yes. Next question, you."
"Do you love Takumi?" she inquires innocently. I freeze at that. I can see Takumi staring at me curiously as well- of course he wanted to know as well. My face turns red.
"E-Ehm…I-I think so…" I reply, clearing my throat right after answering as if that'd cover up everything I previously said. I shot a quick glance at Takumi only to see him smiling genuinely. I huff and turn back to the group of reporters.
"You," I choose, making eye contact with…Satsuki?! "WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!" I exclaim. She giggles, her face a red color.
"Wahh Misaki! I came to help you with the reporters but it turns out you didn't need any help!" she explains. "Oh, not to mention that super cute confession! When did you guys start dating?!" she adds, which was very unnecessary in my opinion.
"Oh my, your manager didn't even know about your relationship?" someone asks, causing an uproar. Again, a ton of questions get thrown at us. I roll my eyes at most of them.
"Misaki," I hear Takumi call. I turn to face him, only to realize when I turned that his face was merely inches away from mine.
"W-What are you doi-mmph!"
He pressed his lips against mine for a few seconds, allowing everyone to see the scene. I hear a few squeals, some cheering, and even some booing from fangirls and fanboys of ours.
Luckily, he decided to not be a pervert, and left it at only a bit more than a peck on the lips.
"I love Misaki Ayuzawa, and she loves me," he announces. "Yes we are dating, no we aren't thinking about marriage or children yet, and yes we did keep this a secret because quite frankly there was nobody to tell." he explains smoothly.
"But why are you two hiding out in this villa?" someone from the crowd calls. He runs a hand through his messy blonde hair.
"That," he starts. "You can ask the director. For now, I'd like to be alone with my girlfriend." he says sternly, grabbing my hand and walking back inside the villa. With that, he closes the door and locks it behind him. My face was a beet red color by now.
"Y-You made it a lot worse! N-Now they'll think we're doing something…i-indecent!" I stammer. He grins.
"I wouldn't mind if they thought that."
"Well I would!"
"Okay then, how about we make it a reality then? They won't be misunderstanding if we were actually doing something, no?" he teases, the same annoying and perverted grin still plastered on his face. I grit my teeth.
"Hell no!" I exclaim. "Over my dead body!" I yell. He chuckles.
"Of course. But in all seriousness, at least we won't be getting as many questions about our relationship anymore," he reasons. I nod in agreement.
"Mhmm," I hum. "H-Hey Takumi?"
"Yes?"
"Do you ever regret becoming an actor?" I ask. He raises an eyebrow, but to my surprise nods and takes my question seriously.
"Yes and no," he replies.
"Why?" I inquire.
"Well, yes because I don't like the media and honestly don't need the money all that badly." he responds. "And no because I like acting and…" he pauses and makes eye contact with me. "I wouldn't have met you if I didn't pursue acting." he finishes.
I feel my heart skip a beat at the last sentence. Really, this guy was too much. Perverted and annoying, but also really sweet and caring. Seriously, could a girl ask for anymore?
"M-Me too," I say. He tilts his head in confusion. "I-I'm really happy that...I got to meet you, too." I explain. The look of confusion that was previously on his face was now replaced with a gentle smile as he lets go of my hand and instead envelopes me in his warm arms.
"I love you, Misaki." he whispers. Though the loud murmuring and clicks of cameras from outside made it hard to hear, I heard his words clearly. A smile made its way onto my face.
"I-I love you too, perv- no, Takumi."
Chapter 21 ladies and gents. Hope you enjoyed!
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