First Impressions
Ram Charan x fem!reader
a/n: okay, so here's the deal, im in love with this man and i couldn't resist writing for him especially after being inspired by seeing all the amazing content created by the talented af people on here so i want you all to know that I APPRECIATE YOU GUYS SO MUCH
also, no disrespect to his wife, ily upasana
warnings: harassment, swearing (like one word)
its giving premam nivin pauly vibes and i love it anyway
Part 1 || Part 2
“Haan to tu milne kab aa rahi hai?” (So, when are you coming to meet me?)
“Arrey waah, now I have to come and see you? Tu idhar aaja na iss baar, Alia.” (Oh wow….You come here this time, Alia.)
“You know what? We are coming there for the movie promotion tomorrow, so we’ll just meet there. You good with that?”
“Oh my god, you mean to say RRR movie ki puri cast aa rahi hai? As in Ram Charan and Jr. NTR too?” (You mean to say that the whole cast of RRR is coming?)
“Haan behen tera bachpan ka pyaar bhi aa raha hai saath mein. Chal mein rakhti hoon, mujhe nikalna hai abhi.” (Yes, sister, your childhood love is also coming with. Okay I’m hanging up the phone, I need to leave now.)
“Accha theek hai, chal bye.” (Okay then, bye.)
Y/N stared at the phone screen for a long minute after hanging up the call. She still couldn’t fathom the fact that she might have the slightest chance of meeting her celebrity crush and it was all thanks to her friend, the one and only Alia Bhatt.
She thanked her lucky stars for that day in the university in Australia when she met this girl. Even though they were pursuing different degrees and were from different parts of India and weren’t even the same age, they instantly clicked. Alia wasn’t a big name in Bollywood back then like she is now but was still famous, being from a famous family and all. Y/N had no idea who Alia was when she first met her but slowly over the years, she started finding out more about Alia’s family and who they were and what they did. That didn’t change their friendship whatsoever and now, they were still the best of friends, they just didn’t meet that often with Y/N still finishing her degree in Australia and Alia being busy with movies.
Much to Y/N’s delight, she was in India for the summer break and had informed Alia when she called. So, now it was just a matter of time before she would meet her friend again and she was beyond ecstatic that it might also mean meeting Ram Charan who had been her celebrity crush for the longest time. But she thought back to Alia’s phrasing of ‘bachpan ka pyaar’ and cringed. It made him sound old like she had been watching his movies since she was a child. While that wasn’t entirely true, she had liked him for quite some time.
A notification lit up her phone screen pulling her out of her reverie. It was from Alia, informing Y/N of the time and place for their meeting tomorrow. She also said how excited she was to meet her after so long and that she had told Ram and Tarak about her who both wanted to meet her. Y/N did a double take when she read that last line.
“Wait, they want to meet me?” Y/N texted Alia, still in a bit of a shock.
“Yes? Well, they told me they had found this amazing restaurant and asked me if I wanted to go out to dinner with them before the first day of the promotions, that is tomorrow, but I said that I have to go meet a friend, which is you, in case you didn’t get that. So, they said that we could all go the day after tomorrow. All as in, you, me, Ram, and Tarak.” Alia replied with ease as if that answered all of Y/N’s questions.
“Aesa to kya bola tune mere baareme ki unko milna hai mujhse ab?” (What the hell did you tell them because of which they want to see me now?)
“Arrey yaar tu phaltu ka tension bohot leti hai,” Alia replied. “Don’t worry, I only said the good things.” And maybe showed them your Instagram profile, Alia added mentally but didn’t dare tell her that. “Okay, I’ll see you tomorrow then, don’t be late!” (“Dude, you stress too much.”)
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Standing in front of her suitcase, Y/N contemplated her outfit for the night. She researched the place Alia had mentioned in her message and quickly realised that it was a high-end restaurant. So, she settled on a comfortable yet fancy knee-length dress and paired it with a pair of elegant heels. Grabbing her phone and her clutch, she left her room and called an Uber seeing as she didn’t have an Indian driver’s licence.
After a long half an hour, the restaurant came into view and Y/N let out a sigh of relief for finally getting out of the traffic. She walked in through the door and found it almost full to the brim with people, rich people with very fancy looking attires. Suddenly glad that she had chosen this dress instead of her usual jeans and shirts, she stopped at the hostess’ podium and smiled at the girl in uniform holding an iPad.
“Hello, ma’am, do you have a reservation with us tonight?” She asked in a polite and sweet voice.
“Hi, uh yes, I’m meeting a friend here? Ms. Bhatt?” Y/N looked around and noticed some familiar famous faces in the huge spacious room, while she waited for the girl to find the reservation.
“Oh yes! Here it is, but it seems like you are just about 15 minutes early so the table isn’t ready yet, but you’re welcome to wait in our bar area,” She smiled apologetically and informed her.
Y/N looked over at the bar and observed that it looked very clean and well-kept, and there weren’t many people there unlike some other restaurants’ she had seen. So, she deemed it okay enough and turned back to smile at the girl awaiting her reply. “Okay, yeah that’s fine, thank you!”
After a few minutes of waiting, she decided to order a soft drink and pulled out her phone to let Alia know that she had reached. Her eyes suddenly widened when she felt a hand on her lower back and she whipped her head around to find a well-dressed man, probably older than her by quite a bit, leaning down to speak to her.
“What is a beautiful girl like you doing here all alone?” He said with his face too close to her to be comfortable.
“I’m waiting for my friend, please go away.” She leaned back, away from him, disgusted and terrified.
“Damn, you got a hot accent. NRI?” He made no effort to move and continued, “Let me keep you company while this friend of yours arrives.” Grabbing the back of the bar stool, he turns it so that she faces him.
“Please leave, I don’t want to talk to you.” Her voice trembles a bit as she tries to think what she should do but her mind draws a complete blank.
“Why are you playing so hard to get? Huh?” He grabs her chin and tilts her face up. “Just relax and I’ll show you a good time.”
She feels her face drain of any colour and her hands start to shake. This can’t be happening, do something Y/N! Fight him! Scream! Do something! But it’s all in vain as she freezes. Tears form in her eyes, not again, please God, help me.
He holds the side of her neck with his large clammy hands and leans in to kiss her. She watches in horror, unable to move, feeling like she isn’t in her own body but watching it all happening from outside.
Suddenly, she hears a voice, a very familiar voice, before feeling a presence behind her.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
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