Mr Popular And I

Mr Popular And I

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My popular has it all, Fame, Money, Popularity, but whats the deal with hidding under a mask? He spends a whole day under a mask just so no one sees his face. What exactly is his secret?, why is he living a double life?. *** She is one of his fans, but she's not obsessed with him, what happens when they cross paths?, what could go wrong?

Chapter 1 Episode 1

Mr Popular And I

*******Yvonne's POV*******

Am, sot. Am so stuffy. i'm exhausted.

Stuffed up, i stumbled and felt a hand on my waist.

"Watch it Yvonne!"the voice said.

"Me watch it?Come on Claudia you know I hate being squeezed up"I said to my bestie who has dragged me to her favorite star's album launch out,well the guy is also one of my favorite star but Claudia is obviously obsessed with him.

We had left home early this morning to get a seat at the front row but it seems people have the same thought we had because the crowd here is more than enough for a protest.

Thank God Claudia had carried me when we almost tripped or I would have been jested by now.We finally entered into one of the hottest club in town and got a seat at the 3rd row.Lucky us!The show is starting in an hour and the crowd is trooping in like it's some carnival. This rising star really captured our heart!

********Roy's POV********

"Now let's welcome our rising,hot,romantic star,Maaaaasssked" The voice announced.

"Oh come on Dawn.Dont make me more nervous"I said to my beautiful blonde haired P.A who is presently with me in the dressing room calming my nerves for the show which is about to start in an hour.

Nobody knows the popular 'MASKED' is always too nervous before his show,except his personal assistant.

"Come on Roy,there's nothing to be nervous about,it's your show just kill it"Dawn assured me and then moved to my back where I sat down straightening my hair:the hair most of my fans die for!.

"I know you are trying to calm me down but..."I feel Dawn's finger trace from my hair down to my ear lobes that literally sent tingles down my veins and Dawn slightly moved her finger down to my eyes and...

"Cut it out Dawn!"I jumped from my seat and barked at her.

She stared at me in fear "I'm I'm..I'm sorry"she stammered.I stomped out of the room immediately without hearing what else she had to say.What she tried to do was stupid,was annoying,she has tried it several times and I have ended up shouting at her,Yet she won't stop.

My name is Roy Malcolm, Popularly known as MASKED,how did you think I got the name,because I'm MASKED .None of my fans have seen my face.I mean they might have but they didn't know it was me because all through my shows and businesses I'm always MASKED.I have a mask which covers my face and nobody knows my real face!.

Although when I feel like,i remove the mask,walk around town,restaurants and get fresh air but nobody knows it's me MASKED.

Even DAWN.Now I feel ire for what Dawn just did,she has been longing to see my face,but the fact is that she has seen my face.I've bumped into her in a restaurant before and she insulted me and left but unknown to her I'm MASKED She has tried every method before today to see my face.But i remain MASKED!

********Yvonne's POV********

"My balls are full.Let me use the restroom before the show starts". Itold Claudia who has been eyeing the bar man.

"Sure" she said to me without looking.I squeezed myself into the crowd and made my way outside the club.I smiled when I saw a little boy hitting his mother for not buying him the 'MASKED Mask'."I will get it for you next time"she had said to him.I saw other people with Masked t-shirts,shoe pants and other miscellaneous.Its my first time here,i don't even know the way to the toilet Keep looking Yvonne!.

"Could you direct me to the toilet please"I asked a young guy with the Masked unique gold hair.

"Over there" he pointed

"Thanks"I rushed into the toilet that was just few steps close by and did my stuff,the sound from the next toilet make my stomach grumble,i wore my things and came out of the toilet,to the zinc to wash my hands.

'Sssshhhhh'.The water gushed from the tap to my hand.The next guy beside me was probably the one next door(toilet).He sneezed.Wait,did i just feel something on my face?. He sneezed right to my face?

"My manners...I'm sorry"

God saved your ass you apologized.

"Don't mention"I smiled at him now seeing what he really looks like,he his hotly handsome with Masked gold hair,pink lips,dark eye lashes,not too pointed nose,faded blue eyes which looks handsomely cute and Teddy.Perfect!

"You must be MASKED biggest fan?"I asked him,cleaning my face,he glared at me. Why did I bring up a topic,he would probably think I'm crushing on him or something.

"Why did you ask"he finally said in a sweet husky tone.

"Your gold hair!Just like MASKED. People that often dye their hair like MASKED must be his biggest fan because it's very expensive"I said.He chuckled

"Then I agree."he told me."I'm his biggest fan"

I put off my necklace to clean his saliva stuck in my neck. "I'm also his gan,although I'm not obsessed with him like others.."He chuckles "...but I like his personality"I finally said.He nodded and sighed.

"You look ...sweaty and... nervous... Are you about to propose to your girlfriend"He laughed.A sweet laugh."I could help you with things to say if you don't mind"I continued still watching him laugh.

Then he stopped and lifted his hand to my hair and rubbed it roughly."Thanks"he said calmly.He puts on his necklace.I just knew he had one too.I put on mine and checked my wristwatch.

"Oops it's 20 minutes to the show, Masked should be getting ready by now"I said.He also looked at his watch.

"I need to go"he said."The show us not yet started"I said to him since I enjoyed his company.

"You know I told you I'm Masked biggest fan,i want to see him when he comes to the stage"He smiled and left.Just like that.I didn't even get to know his name.I held my necklace and sighed.My necklace!Yes my necklace!It's the mist precious thing to me,i can't do without wearing it and if at all I put off,i wear it immediately.It was given to me by my mom.

.

Well I made it my self so it's very special to me but my necklace feel lighter.Well lucky me.The show is about to start.Go Yvonne go.

"Where have you been"Claudia whispered to me as I sat next to her.

"Ssh the show is about to start"I said and looked around.

"Who are you looking for"Claudia asked

"Some guy with some Gold hair"Claudia pointed to some fat guys who looked like punks.

"Are they the one"she giggled.

"Hell no!"I chuckled.

********Roy's POV********

Tired, Delighted, i needed to freshen up. I needed to go home, the show was over.

"That was a blast Roy,your fans went crazy"Dawn said to me as we entered my humble home.

"Did I really do that great"I blushed asking her."You did extremely awesome.This was your first live show and you killed it,even all your songs and videos ,you get nervous before singing,but now you faced the crowd and you..you...killed it"she smiled widely

"Thats MASKED for you"I said removing my shirt careful not to remove my mask,especially since Dawn is here.

"Well I'm marveled..how did you get so confident..i mean..eerhm..after I annoyed you..."she scratched her blond hair

Let's start with that,After Dawn annoyed me and I barged out of the dressing room,pull off my mask and hid it in the drawer nearby(my personal drawer).I moved outside the club,i saw how much people loved me,different people with my hair style,mask,cloth,shies.I felt honored....and the sudden urge to use the toilet.I stayed in the toilet for a while and heard the next door bang.I ease myself and flushed.I then left to was my hands

Staring at the mirror if the toilet I noticed my necklace,it has always given me courage to sing but now I needed more than just a necklace.It was given to me by Fay,my ex girlfriend who always supports me and gives me the courage to sing.She gave me the necklace on my first song that was a hit and the next day...a car ran into her....and....that was it.Fay was gone.Her necklace has always given me confidence until now when I really needed Fay to hold me tight and cuddle me.I put off my necklace and stared at it with a drop of tear and then another and another. 'Ssshhh' The tap beside me gushed and removed me from my trance and I turned to look and ... sneezed

"My manners I'm sorry"I apologized immediately to the lady beside me and she looked up at me and said in a sweet voice. "Don't mention"

Hmmn.Quite a beauty,dark hair,perfect peach lips,carved brows,curved shoulders,bright cheeks,smooth blush,crazy smile,long and dark lashes,awesome set of teeth and.....

"You must be MASKED biggest fan"she asked cutting my thoughts short and we continued like that in a conversation,she made me laugh and laugh.It immediately reduced my tension to sing.In a short while I put on my necklace back and she announced it was 20 min to the show and I left,relieved,relaxed and enthusiasm gripped me.That was how I killed my show.How would I explain this to Dawn,that some girl made my fear disappear and I was without my mask talking to someone.She would freak out,she has never seen me take my mask off and no one should see it either,and again she told me she has been crushing on me just as my fans dies.I rake that as a compliment

"I guess you don't want to tell me who gave you that confidence...oh I forgot your necklace must have...I have to get going now Roy.Its almost midnight,see you at work on Monday sir.Sleep tight,sweet dreams,ta-ta"Dawn said and left my house.I made sure I locked all the doors,blinds and curtains before I pull off my mask.It was a stressful and awesome day.I laid on the bed and the face of the girl at the toilet blurred my vision till I slept off!

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