A RACE TO MY HEART (FAN FICTION) (CHAPTER 3)

CHAPTER 3

 

 

 

            "Fate . . ." the man sitting beside her said, as if to attract her attention. SHe had been staring at the DBSK boys, specifically Max for the passed ten minutes.

 

            "Hmmm?" Fate uttered as she looked at the man who called her.

 

            "What's wrong? You've been looking at that guy ever since he arrived," the man said.

 

            Fate lightly laughed. "Michael, are you jealous?"

 

            "Me? Jealous? Are you kidding?" he asked with a grin. "I guess . . . I'm just not used to seeing you . . . drool over a guy," he said with a laugh.

 

            Fate's expression suddenly changed. "Drool? Excuse me! But I've never . . . ever drooled over a guy," she said, obviously irritated. She stood up and was about to walk away when Michael grabbed her hand.

 

            "Hey! Don't be mad. I was just joking," he said as he made a begging expression on his face.

 

            Fate laughed out loud after seeing Michael's face.

 

            The DBSK boys who were busy preparing immediately looked at Fate's direction after hearing her continuous laughing.

 

            Max's heart somehow became heavy after seeing Fate with Michael. He was still holding Fate's hand, and was obviously being sweet with her. But no matter how hard he tried to control his emotions, he was still feeling jealous of Michael. He knew he had no right to feel this way but he just couldn't stop himself.

 

            Michael glanced at the DBSK boys' direction. He then noticed the jealous look on Max's face.

 

            "Fate . . . will you please have pity on the guy . . . I think he's already falling for you. So please stop teasing him. We will only stay here in Japan for maybe more than a month. Then after the race, we will be moving on to France. You don't have the time to have a relationship with anyone . . . You know that, don't you?" he said seriously.

 

            "Michael, I'm not teasing him. It's just that . . . I really like him. I was instantly attracted to him . . . the first time I saw him. But the funny thing was he was really more interested in the food we were eating than me," Fate said with a sweet laugh.

 

            Michael smiled, then he stood up and gently drew Fate closer to him. Slowly he placed his hands around Fate's waist, while both of them stood face to face.

 

            Fate looked straight at Michael. He was a very handsome man. In fact, a lot of women were constantly trying to get close to him. But he always avoided them. He wasn't really interested in women. He didn't have time for them. He was too focused on racing and he was more interested in cars.

 

            The two of them had been friends ever since She got interested in racing. He was already professional race car driver when she met him. One of Fate's friends introduced him to her after learning that she was interested in racing.

 

            During their first meeting, Michael was very cold with her. But she still begged him to train her for her very first competition. He was very hesitant at first. He didn't really think that a beautiful, smart and rich girl like Fate was fitted to enter the race car world. He believed that she was more suited in the socialite world where she formerly belonged. But she proved him wrong. She showed him her determination and dedication to racing. So she was able to win his admiration, and he finally agreed to train with her. After a month of training with each other, they finally became very close with each other . . . So close that a lot of people mistook their closeness as something more serious.

 

            And they both used this misconception to an advantage. Michael was finally able to fully avoid all the girls that he didn't want to associate with, and Fate was also able to do the same. Since a lot of men were also constantly pursuing her. And she found that having men courting her were more of a distraction than an inspiration. She didn't really want men around her.

 

            So they made each other as an excuse to drive away all the unwanted admirers. The two of them had been together for years. So they were already very at ease with each other, that even physical closeness was nothing to them. They would hold hands or embrace each other, as if it was nothing. Both of them were very comfortable with each other. They both liked the special connection that they shared.

 

            "You really like him huh?" Michael asked seriously as he stared at her.

 

            Fate just nodded.

 

            "I'm not saying that you don't have the right to like him. It's just that . . . we're here to race. I certainly don't want you to get distracted. We have both worked very hard for this competition. I just don't want to see all your hard go to waste all because of  a guy you barely know," Michael explained.

 

            Fate smiled. "I know and I understand. And frankly I'm not expecting anything to happen between us. I like him . . . . that's it! I don't think he's really serious about me anyway. He's a famous singer. So I know  he's got millions of girls running after him. And besides if he's also interested in me . . . he should have made a move already. So far . . . the only significant thing he has done is ask my name," she said with a laugh. "Do you know how frustrating it is to meet a guy you like at first sight . . . and he doesn't even like you back in return?" she asked as she shook her head.

 

            Michael laughed out loud. "So you've really fallen hard for that guy?" Want me to help?" he asked teasingly.

 

            "But I thought you said  that I should just  leave him alone . . . So why are you offering to help me now?" Fate asked with a raised eyebrow. She suddenly became confused.

 

            Michael laughed again. "Because like what I've said before . . . I'm not used to seeing you drool over a man. It is too humiliating to see you liking a guy, and then left with just liking him from a distance. And besides, it's not everyday that you actually admit that you like a man. I always thought that you might be a tomboy or something."

 

            "I'm not a tomboy," Fate protested as she suddenly pouted her lips.

 

            Michael laughed again. "Okay . . . okay . . . sorry," he uttered as he embraced her. Then he quickly lifted her up on his shoulder.

 

            "Michael, what are you doing? Put me down!" Fate screamed as she tried to shake herself free from Michael's hold.

 

            "Sssshhh . . . . I'm going to help you win your prince, my dear," he said while trying to control his laugh.

 

            "What? What do you mean? How?" Fate continuously asked.

 

            "Just play along," Michael uttered as he chuckled.

 

            While Fate and Michael were fooling around, the DBSK boys were busy watching.

 

            "Uh-oh! Looks like Fate is already involved with someone," Micky uttered.

 

            "Yes, it really looks like it," Max said sadly.

 

            Then two men from Fate's group suddenly passed by where the DBSK boys were sitting.

 

            "Fate and Michael are playing around again," one of the men said.

 

            "Yes, they sure a perfect couple. Both rich, good-looking, talented and famous . . . truly a match-made in heaven," the other man said.

 

            The DBSK boys heard what the men said. And at that instant, Max's heart ached so hard that he unconsciously grasped his chest.

 

            "Max, are you all right?' Xiah asked worriedly.

 

            Max tried to smile. "Yes, I'm fine," he lied.

 

            Micky, Xiah, U-Know and Jaejoong exchanged glances with each other. They all knew that Max was lying.

 

            Michael was still carrying Fate on his shoulder, when he suddenly said something.

 

            "Hold on Fate . . . ."

 

            "What? Hey, Michael . . . stop already . . . ." Fate shouted again.

 

            Michael laughed again, then he started running round around with Fate still on his shoulder.

 

            "Michael, put me down!" Fate kept on shouting.

 

            But Michael just kept on running round and round, as if doing an exercise. Then he slowly went to where the DBSK boys were sitting. He already knew what to do.

 

            "Michael, I'm very dizzy already. I feel sick. Please put me down," Fate weakly begged. She felt her head was very light, and everything she was seeing was already blurry.

 

            Michael suddenly stopped running infront of the DBSK boys. Then he quickly released Fate.

 

            As soon as Michael placed Fate down on her feet, her dizziness became worse.

 

            "Michael . . . I'm feeling sick," she complained as she touched her head. She then took a step forward, but her whole body was weak. So she instantly slipped.

 

            Fate knew trhat she was about to fall down on her back. But she felt very dizzy, and she didn't have any strength to stop her fall.

 

            "Fate . . . ." some of the DBSK boys exclaimed in shock.

 

            Fate just closed her eyes, and waited for her body to fall on the ground. Seconds passed, she then realized that someone was holding her. She slowly opened her eyes. And as soon as she opened them, she was faced with the man that her heart was longing for.

 

            "Are you all right? Are you hurt?" Max asked with concern written all over his face.

 

            "I . . .I'm fine . . . Thank you," Fate tried to utter.

 

            Michael who was just watching everything just smiled mischievously. His plan had actually worked.

 

            Max stared at Michael. "You should have been more careful. What if I didn't catch her on time . . . and she hit her head or something?" he angrily said to him.

 

            Michael smiled again. "This guy has guts," he said in his mind.

 

            "She could have been hurt bad . . ." Max added.

 

            "Sorry . . . frankly I was very dizzy as well," Michael defended himself.

 

            Fate looked at Max, then at Michael. "I'm fine. So let's just forget everything," she said as she tried to get up.

 

            Max carefully helped Fate on her feet. But she was still feeling sick. Her whole body swayed as she tried to walk away from Max. Then as she was about to fall again, Max had instinctively pulled her into his arms.

 

            As Max tightly held Fate, they both gazed straight into each other's eyes. Their hearts were beating wildly and pounding so hard that somehow they could both each other's heart beats.

 

            "Max . . ." Fate uttered.

 

            "Fate . . . ." Max uttered as well.

 

            It was as if their whole world had suddenly stopped revolving, and everything was focused on them. Max felt Fate's heart beating next to his. And somehow he felt like she was so perfect in his arms. At that exact moment, he had learned the true meaning of love. . . . He had finally fallen in love. He had also decided that he was going to do everything just to have her. Fate was going to be his destiny.