"COMMITMENT"
Chapter 1 - 'From where it all started'
Flips he took, Round he goes, Twirl smoothly & there he stops flexibly.
'Bravo, Bravo! You're one of the extraordinary dancers. Your flips were just incredible. You're flexibility stunned me. Come on, enough of these Practices. Let's go and take dinner. My daughter is waiting for you. She really likes you.' His Sponsor Ranted when he stopped dancing and gazed at the big mirrors he had in the rehearsal hall.
His Sponsor didn't got any response. He wanted to hook him up with his daughter but. There's a phone rang that made him furious.
The muscular guy stood infront of the mirror sweating and panting now hurried to pick his phone for?
'I'm at work. Pick me up when you get free.' A female voice made him giggle over the phone.
'Your wishes are my command, Milady.' The Guy smiled at his girl.
'Better you should.' He knew she glared at him.
'Param Singh Bhatia never breaks promises.' He smirked and his lady hanged the phone.
You guessed right. Meet Param Singh Bhatia, the stunner dancer and a soon to be choreographer.
He turned smiling and looked at his sponsor standing dazzled.
'What?' Param made a face.
'My daughter wants to meet you.' The Sponsor gritted his teeth.
'Buzz off will you?' Casually said Param drinking his protein shake.
'I'm sponsoring you, don't you forget that?' Sponsor this time came closer to him.
Param smiled. He rested his hands on his collars and fixed it.
'Mr..? Whatever. I don't care about your money. There are so many others people who wants me. And about your clingy daughter tell her she is ugly.' He whispered to the sponsor and shoves him lightly.
He took his bag and was about to exit when he turned and said.
'And.. Yeah.. Thanks for offering the dinner but my girl is waiting for me so.. Good luck.' He smirked and left the sponsor bewildered.
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'Mam ji I'm really sorry.. But voh meri galti nhi thi voh toh Rehman ji ne..' The spot guy around his fifties tried to explain his mistake or it was not his.
'Abey Jhute khaega.. Hero Hu me iss film ka.. Samjha? Or tu sirf mamuli Sa spot..' The Hero of the film or the devil Rehman was about to raise his hand on the fifty year old man when he felt something heavy on his left cheek. Someone slapped him so hard that he was pushed on the ground. He looked up at the woman.
The girl with fiercely look and sharp features on her face. Indeed, she looked Sexy and Hot in those shorts and a simple grey tank top. She sat on her knees and gripped his collars.
'Those people who doesn't respect their own team members are not required. Even its the hero or heroine of the film. Get out and never come back to me.' She pushed him and stood up.
'Thank you madam ji..' The Spot dada joined his hands infront of his director.
'Guards, throw him out of the sets.' She commanded once and two body-builder guards came inside to pick him up. He cried and begged but she wasn't one who gives another chances. They took him away.
'Woah! What was that?' Param entered inside her green room and smirked as he saw guards taking that guy out.
She looked at the mirror with those determined blue eyes. Blue eyes? He thought.
'I told you not to put those lens.' He sang it like a song and closed the door behind.
'It looks good. I always wanted blue eyes.' She smiled at the mirror not turning around.
'Typical Nona!' He rolled his eyes and sat on the bed.
She turned around with the swift movement letting her hairs wind up.
Meet Harshita Gaur, the famous-director in young age. Recently she is directing a film. She is a short-temper, Be aware of that.
'You're late.' Harshita chirped and rested beside him.
'I'm Sorry, Director. Please don't fire me.' He laughed. He loved teasing her.
'Shut up, will you?' She hit him on the shoulder. She sighed and closed her eyes.
Param looked at her face. She looked stressed he thought.
'You're over doing it.' He said with the concern.
'I know! Its just that, I have to audition another guy for the film. I'm worried a little. The realising date is coming closer and yet this incident occurred.' She clumsily laid on the pillow.
'Come On! You're The Harshita Gaur. You don't take tension, you give some.' He tried to cheer her up.
'Very funny.' She sarcastically replied.
Param caressed her hairs and admired.
'Don't worry. You'll do it. I know!' He leaned down and kissed her left cheek gently.
'Its all because of me.. I created the mess again.' Harshita heavily sighed and rested her head on his thigh.
'I dont know the situation but I just know that my girl can never do anything wrong.'
'Are you sure?' She looked up at him.
'110%' He winked at her.
'Today, Dinner is on me.' She stood up and gave him a tight hug.
'Cool.' He gripped her perfectly in his arms.
'Come lets go.' She held his hand and dragged him out of the set outside where they have to face Media now.
To be continued...
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