Is it made of money?

"Excuse me?" Gisele tone dropped and her displeasure was transferred by her face. If only the man would shut up and let her speak then he would know it was all a misunderstanding and he was standing in the way of her and the washbasin!

Handsome her foot! Half his face was shrouded by his black Google and he was dressed in plain black long sleeved shirt that he had folded the sleeves to his arms with a pair of black ripped jeans trousers and some black Nike sneakers. If there was anything he looked like it certainly was like a modern day grim ripper.

The young man threw the cigarette bud to the floor and stomped on it then he finally turned and looked at the young girl. For a breath there he was astonished. Thin brows, cute oval shaped eyes with a striking gorgeous ash colour. Her lashes laid over her eyes like wings of a bird. Her skin shimmered like pearls under the Cinema florescent bulbs. Like waterfalls her hair fell behind her, wavering in even her slightest movement. A beautiful face and a figure that one would pay attention to. The girl was more beautiful than he could ever imagine. He was in a bad mood since morning but looking at her had brightened his mood. He didn't mind signing a million autographs for her if she requests.

"It doesn't matter. You have found me unlike the rest. As a loyal idol, I would sign your autograph for you. Where do you want it to be?" He asked mustering the must handsome smile he had ever shown anyone.

Giselefelt like a cannon had been let loose in her head. Her brows locked angrily and first instinct was to go for her shoes. The young man watched the girl frown. 'she must be conflicted as to where to get the sign' he thought to himself then he saw her go for her shoes. Just when he thought she was going to hand the shoes to him. The three inch heels was suddenly tossed at his head.

"Sign your head!" Gisele yelled angrily as she tossed the shoes. He should be happy she wore lower heels today or that would definitely leave a scar. "All I want is to wash my shoe at that washbasin." At the mention of her shoes, he could finally see the other pair still on her fair foot that was half covered in ice cream. Even still his forehead ached from having to have been stoned with the other pair. He too couldn't help but become angry.

He pulled the Goggle off and glared at her. "You do know this face cost more than you can afford right?"

Giselerolled her eyes "My time also cost more than you can afford. So now can you please move and let me wash my shoes." He was speechless. Even after seeing his face fully, the girl still didn't show any sign of regret. Could it be that she really didn't know who he was or was she pretending not to?

"Hey little thug do you know who I am?" He moved away like she had asked, still he didn't go away instead he leaned next to her and asked. Gisele ignored the new nickname as well as ignored his question. There should be just a couple more minutes. Even a second was to precious in wasting on this idiot.

"Aren't you going to answer me Little thug? It's very unlikely you don't know who I am. Perhaps do you feel ashamed for attacking your idol and now wants to pretend you don't know me?" He kept talking and talking yet the lady said no word. She just paid attention to cleaning her shoes and when she was done she put them booth back on her feet then turned her heels and walked away.

She really ignored him?!

For the first time ever he was ignored like a common peasant. Upon that, he was not angry. If anything he was amused and found the lady interesting. Letting her go was something he surely wasn't going to do.

"Hey you!" He ran after her but had forgotten to put his goggles back. By the time he stepped in the crowd of people. The whole place erupted in Squeals and shout.

"Bro Gael!"

"Ahhh idol Gael!"

"Hubby!"

Gisele heard the girls in the Looby begin shouting at the top of their lungs. The whole lobby became rowdy as everyone was running to a direction. Precisely to the direction she was coming from. She turned and surprising the man she had stoned her shoe at turned out to be the very same Brother Gael everyone was waiting for. Her eyes opened in shock. The annoying jerk was actually celebrity and she had thrown her shoes at him!

Run!

That was her first instinct. She turned on her heels and began running with all of her might.

"Hey you! Stop! Little thug!" She heard him tell after her but nope, there was no way she was going to stop. Thanks to his multiplying fans he was caught in the crowd and couldn't come after her. She ran to the theatre her film was display hid herself in the dark seats.

"Ahh. What was I thinking?!" She complained loudly only to be shushed by the person seated next to her. The movie had started and everyone was trying their best to pay attention. She plan this too but now was distracted. How could she be? She had tossed her phone at a celebrity's head. No doubt, he would haunt her to the ends of the Earth. Sigh! Her luck must have been made by a hamster. It was so fucking ugly!

After minutes of moping she finally was able to push her fear to the back of here head and settle to watch the film. The film had started for a few minutes but still she was able to understand it.

A few minutes later. 

Gisele was so engrossed in the movie even with the loss of popcorn or drinks, her eyes was glued to the big screen. Tears welled up in her eyes as the female lead and the male lead had to come to a hard conclusion.

Why does love always have obstacles?

Not withstanding, there were moment that she had laughed or smiled from the plots dramatic scenes. Over all the movie was a good one she wasn't a good judge but the male lead and female lead really did their path in displaying the emotions of their characters. Gisele couldn't help but wonder if people would be able to say the same for her when Fate was in the cinemas.

"Is it that good?" She felt a hot breath blow on the side of her face. She was startled by how close the person was sitting next to her. Gisele turned and her heart almost flew out of her chest.

It was him!

The celebrity punk. Once again her first instinct was to run but he grabbed her hand before she could stand up.

"Don't even think of fleeing little thug" He said in whispers and adjusted his glasses. It was as if he was afraid that if he rise his voice people would recognize him.

"What do you want?"

"You recognize me now don't you?" The young man asked. She nodded. It wasn't like she knew him before now but still she finally knows he was a celebrity.

"That's good, now I can sue you for assault." Gisele eyes flew open.

Assault?!

"That's unreasonable!"

"Unreasonable?" He smirked "unreasonable is you throwing you shoe at me and running away after"

"that's only because you were being so presumptuous. You wouldn't even let me speak. Always cutting me off with idol nonsense!" Gisele retorted back. 

Never in his celebrity life has been totally disregarded like this. He couldn't help but be intrigued by the girl's personality. She clearly knows he is a Celebrity yet she wasn't bothered to fawn or act polite with him.

"How can I not be your idol?" He rose an eyebrow. Every girl would die to have him at such close proximity yet she looked hurried to leave.

Gisele rolled her eyes as his question "what good is an idol? Is it made of money?"

"money is not a problem. I'm quite expensive myself" A narcissistic smile on his face as he said this. Still Gisele was unfazed. The boy then leaned in closer. This time his face was just an inch away from Gisele's face. Gisele tried to move back but her arm was held so tightly by him that she could not shift position.

"Perhaps it's not an idol you want but a boyfriend"

Gisele eyes creased in annoyance. This man was surely the King of guesses. Just how did he come to the conclusion that she was looking for a boyfriend? This guy should really get his brain changed. She opened her mouth to refute him but then, sounds of his phone echoed amongst them. He quickly silenced her with a finger across her mouth.

"Hello" his voice rang out subtly. The voice on the other side was not heard but it was clear the person had said something he did not like. His brows knitted lightly. Then he smiled. "Fine I've heard" he cut the call and slid the phone back in his pocket.

"It seems I would have to leave little thug. It such a pity but don't worry, I'll find you later" He said with a corky smile. Gisele slapped his finger that was still on her lips and glared at him. Who wants to see him again?.

He stood up and left without even turning back.