Outfit

My POV

I looked at Yash sir, he was telling about her, he looked happy and sad at same time.

"She had a fanpage for me, and I just used to stalk many fanpages at that time, but her edits, you would just keep watching them on repeat... everyday she would post a new edit, a new picture, and yeh she wrote a beautiful story about me... and I just wanted to thank her and appreciate her... but if I would have done it from my official or private account, she would have gone crazy or might have posted screenshots of it on Instagram, and I am a very private person, so I made a fake account, to make it sound genuine and desent I used it for good two months, followed her all accounts, a few other fanpages, myself and carry of course, and a few other celebrities, then I massaged her...

I smiled, after all a star is also a normal human with feelings, even I sometimes feel like messaging some of my very loyal fans.

"So did she replied? And what did you wrote?"
I asked.

"Yes she did, I wrote that what she has written is truly amazing and somethings like that, and she sent me a thank you so much for appreciating, kash Yash bhi padhta, and I laughed if only she knew it was me... so almost an year passed of us talking, we became good friends... and I started falling for her, cuz she loved me so much, I really never thought that a fan could love this genuinely... sometimes she would rant about how inactive Yash is on insta, and I will post a story, and she would go crazy like she will always say 'yash ko mere man ki bat kase pata chal jati hai her bar?!' And everytime I would resist telling her that you yourself tell him everything"

He laughed a bit.

"But that's so cute"
I commented.

"Yeah, but then it was her birthday, and her only wish was that Yash wishes her happy birthday, and I did, from Wilyfrenzy account... and that day I told her that I know her, and she was crazy about it, and then I told her about the fake account"

I gasped in shock.

"So what did she said? She must be quite shocked, right?"
I asked.

"Yup, she was, she didn't massaged me after that for straight two days, I thought I lost her, but that's when I realized that I started falling for her, and then a massaged popped after 2 days, on my fake account, it was her, she asked me, if I am Yash or not, and I called her, video call to be exact, and she cried her eye out on video call, but she was too cute, and I made her promise that to never reveal this thing to anyone, and she said she won't, and she was just too much surprised by the news that's why she didn't massaged me"

Wha kay love story hai, I thought and smiled, but my head is hurting... pata nahi kyu.

"So what happened after that?"
I asked.

"We kept on talking, on my fake, private and offical account, and I also accepted her request, from personal Id of hers, she was so happy, we would talk alot, and she used to send voice notes, I would send her the drafts of my records, and she will be like Oh my god Yash that's so amazing and then I made that Album, only she, and Ajey knew that it was dedicated to her, and now you know it was for her"

"So then why you didn't posted the 7 song?"
I asked, he sighed looking sad.

"It-

Before he can even speak my phone rang, I looked at it, it was an alarm, which means one hour is over, I was so engrossed in his story that I didn't realized the time.

"I am so sorry Yash sir, can we continue this tomorrow? It's already shows 1 hour"
I said, he nodded.

"Sure, I know your 1 hour rule"
He said, yup I have one hour rule, ek hearing and questioning segment 1 hour se jada nahi hota, because I believe the slow the sweeter.

"Umm....

I wanted to say something but wasn't able to.

"You wanna say something? Go ahead, speak up"
He said.

"Actually... I wanted to ask you for a favor.. can you go on a date with me?"
I asked expectantly.

"What?! Are you kidding me?"
He asked almost surprised.

"I didn't meant it the way you are taking it, mera mtlb kush aur tha"

"What else did you meant from date?"
He asked.
"I meant a business date"

"Bussiness date?"
He asked confused.

"Actually I have an appointment with a businessman, and I don't want to go alone, so can you pretend to be my date for today? He isn't really a nice guy, and I can't cancel the appointment, if I did my boss will give me shit loads of work"
I rumbled.

"And why would I favor you?"
He asked, ka yrr isko bilkul sympathy he nahi hai.

"Because I don't know anyone here, and I don't have any friends that can help me, so please, I request you, I will pay if you want"
I said, that's really a good idea.

"You don't need to pay, I am not sick for money like you money minded people, and I will help you for the first and last time"

He said, how dare he call me money minded!!.

"Thank you, but I am not money minded, if I would have been then- leave it Whatever, Let's go"

I said, I was about to spill the beans, thank god I stopped myself, he looked at me for a moment and nodded.

******

Yash's POV

After 20 minutes we reached in front of a mansion, the security opened the doors and let us in.

We went inside, and the mansion screamed money, no nothing just money in everything, rich people,.

We sat down on the couch and the maids served us tea.

"Snow Williams, the one I have been waiting for all day"

A man's voice came, we both looked at our left, an old man came, must be in late 40's or early 50's he came to us and we both stood up, she extended her hand for a shake but he hugged her, she pulled away a moment later.

"Hello Mr.Raj Agarwal"
She greeted awkwardly.

"Hello Snow, or I say Gurveer, don't call me Mr. Agarwal, it makes me feel old, call me Raj, after all your dad was my friend"
He said, Gurveer? I looked at Snow, she laughed Awkwardly.

"Sure Mr.Agarwal.. I mean R..aj sir"
She said.

"Fine, by the way I see you got a friend here"

He said acknowledging my presence.

"Yeah he is Yash, my friend"
She said emphasizing the word friend, for him take it otherwise.

"Sure have a seat both of you"
He said we both sat down.

"Budha"
She mumbled under her breath, still smiling, I gave her a amused look.

"Haven't saw you since Sekhon died, how have you been?"
He said, now who is this Sekhon?

"It's been 8 years now, Let's leave it that way Mr.Agarwal, and proceed with the interview, or else my boss will skin me alive"
She said, her face void of any emotions, but eyes sad.

The round of questions and answers began between them, and I don't know why I am way too concentrated in it, he would always try to come up with gossips, or try to flirt with her, and she is trying her best to stick to the topic, which she is doing just fine, looks like she have experience of old hags alot.

"Thank you Mr. Agarwal, it was nice meeting you"
She said with a fake smile, he extended his hand for a shake, and she did, then he turned to me and we shook hands too.

"Let's go Snow"
I said with a soft smile trying to help her out, before he comes up with something else.

"Yeah, let's go, we have to be somewhere Mr. Agarwal, hope you don't mind"
She said.

"Oh.. I was looking forward to a dinner, but we can have it some other time for sure"
He said she nodded and I held her hand, and we walked out, her hands were damn cold.

"Are you Okay?"
I asked her, she nodded.

"Sadly have to deal with a these type of people that never stick to the business, but have to make a living is hard after all, and thank you so much Yash sir, you helped me alot with your little gestures, or else I won't be able to get him off my back"
She said gratefully.

"It's okay, I can understand, but can I ask you question?"
I questioned, as we walked along the road, such a beautiful weather today.

"Sure"

"Who is Sekhon, and why he called you Gurveer?"

I asked her, she sighed.

"It's time I should introduce myself properly"
She said and then pointed at the cafe.
"Should we talk on a coffee?"
She asked and I nodded, we went in and a took a seat in farthest corner, with a view of mountains, and placed the order.

She stirred her coffee and took a sip of it.

"My real name is Gurveer Kaur Sekhon, and the Sekhon he was referring to was my dad"
She said her eyes sad.

"But isn't your name Snow Williams?"
I asked, I have read many articles about her, because she is my only link with her cuz snow was her favorite writer, and the book She didn't died by her made me always believe that she is alive, but In any article her real name is never revealed.

"I named myself as Snow, and before you ask about Williams, it came from the great William Shakespeare I love the most in literature field, I changed my name 5 years ago officially before my first book made debut, and I am almost an orphan, cuz my mom died when I was 14 in a car accident, and my dad died 8 years ago, he was a very famous business man of his times, and Agarwal was our business partners at sometime"
She explained.

"So you are the heiress of Sekhon industries?"
I asked.
"No, and I don't want to, I am happy being a writer, and don't disclose my name to anyone, media ko pata chala they will blow it up, only Ajey bahiya and all your close family members know about it"
She said with a sadness.

"Oh..okay"
I said not bothering her further.

*****
I was sitting in my music room, and my mind is wandering out, I picked up my phone, and called Ajey.

"Or bahi aaj humari yad kase? Snow ne gir kush kiya kay?"
He asked as soon as he picked up.

"Ajey, Snow reality main kon hai, such such bata"
I questioned him.

"Bahi kush hua kay? Asa sawal kyu push raha hai tu"
He asked panicked, I knew it there is something he is hiding from me.

"Ajey tu mujhe bas bata, yeh do nam kyu hai uske, or tujhe jo bhi pata hai uske bare main"

I said firmly.

"Bahi... accha theek hai, I don't know how will you react to it...but... wo snow....

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