The Superstar's Autograph [YiZhan]

Chapter Five

The Superstar's Autograph
_Chapter Five

"Are you sure you want to drink this?" Yibo asked as he placed the cup of green tea cream frappuccino in front of me. His face mask was hanging under his chin with the support of his ears. Nobody seemed to identify him...a good thing.

"Yeah, the only kind of drink with green tea that I can endure because of the cream that mix with it, if you want to kill me, give me a cup of raw green tea with warm water and I promise you, you'll see me dead after two minutes."

We were in Starbucks, the place where I usually hangout. It was not far from the campus so I requested him to bring me here because I don't want to be late for my third class with the professor who doesn't tolerate absentees or any excuses for not attending his lecture.

Answering Yibo 'Anywhere' minutes ago in the truck was a big fat lie, I don't go 'anywhere'. I only go to places I am familiar with, like this café, to my girlfriend's fav Italian restaurant and to that stadium to watch football, musical production of my boring professor and I think I should add the concert to that list where I am threatened by Zoey to be there.

We were at the right side of the shop with long wooden table that was facing to the wide window, "Stop talking about death, but I'll take note of that..."

"Take note of what?"

"That you don't like green tea with warm water in it." He poked my arm.

"Yeah, I don't like tea's." I distanced myself away from him as I held on my frap.

"Do you often visit here?"

I nodded, "Yes, my turn to ask questions, why did you abduct me from school today?"

"Because I want to treat you for green tea?" He turned his form towards me.

"Not a valid reason."

"I want to be your friend; I already consider you as my best buddy." Tentatively he added.

"What? You are a celebrity, man and I'm nothing special, if you keep on doing this, you'll get yourself into trouble."

"Like what?"

"I don't know, they'll use me to bring you down, destroy your career, I'm a college student with nothing to offer for the betterment of your name."

"Are you trying to push me away cause it's not working, Zhan..." Perversely he preyed on every part of my face, he was memorizing them, inch by inch, line by line, curve by curve, shapes by shapes.

"That!" I pointed out.

He propped his chin in the palm of his hand, "That what?"

"How do you know my name?! Are you someone I know from long time ago? Did I do something to hurt you and now you are taking your revenge on me?"

He batted his eyelids at me and laughed out loud, not bothering to think the consequences of his action. Thankfully, the people who were around didn't give much of a care.

"No, I heard your name from noona, that lady who brought you to my dressing room at the backstage, and no, I am not someone you knew. I don't do revenge, I only let karma do its job, I am not a stalker too so rest assured."

"All right, I believe you, do you know that my girlfriend is your biggest fan?" I am not expecting you to be my stalker, I am not delusional.

"Yup, and thanks to her obsession with me that I met you, if its not for her, you are not here talking to me,"

I bobbed my head in a nod, "Yeah, you are right."

"I am always right."

"You have one mistake."