05: Damn, I Saved a Celebrity!

LEYLA'S POV:-

I opened my eyes again and looked around. I sighed in relief as I was back in my real time realm. Stretching my arms I stood up from the bench. I stepped into the room where that hottie was. A smile appeared on his face as he saw me entering his room. "Where did you go? I thought you told me that you will stay until my parents are here." He asked me in a curious tone and I raised a brow at him. 

"I was sitting right in front of this room. Your parents are called. They will be here soon." I replied to him and he scratched the back of his head. I looked at his foot. I frowned in confusion. His foot was no longer red or swollen. I looked back at his face. He had a nervous smile on his face.

"What is your name? And how in hell did you beat the crap out of that thief?" He asked me in an excited tone. I chuckled hearing his questions. I grabbed the chair that was set by the wall. I dragged it towards his bed and sat down on it. 

"My name is Leyla Summers. And I can fight. I learned Kung Fu when I was a kid. My dad wanted me to be a strong woman. Who would never need a man to protect her or defend her. So he made me learn Kung Fu and taekwondo." I replied to him and he nodded his head slowly. He was staring at my face as if he had seen an angel or something. I could literally see the dreamy look on his face.

"What is your name? I did not get to ask you your name at all." I asked him the same question and a frown appeared on his face. It felt like I might have asked him something he thought was impossible. It was just his name.

"You don't know, who am I? You really don't know or you are just pretending not to know me?" Instead of answering my questions, he asked me some dumb questions. I called them dumb because I did not understand why would he ask me anything like that. It was not like he was a celebrity or something. Not that I have known if he really was a celebrity. And I have not seen him ever in my life. I was sure I did not know him.

"Dah! Why would I know you or your name? It is not like we have met before. I have a very good memory and I know I have never seen you in my life before this morning." I replied to him in a dah tone. Hearing my words, he raised both of his brows in surprise. I was more surprised to see his reaction. He was behaving like we might have known each other for so long. I rolled my eyes at him and shrugged my shoulders carelessly. 

Just then, I heard a light knock on the door of the room we were in. I looked up as I was expecting his parents to be there. But instead, there were three girls standing in front of the room. "Can we come in, Mr Rodriguez? We just want to take pictures with you. I know it is not the right time. But please, we will not get a chance like that again." The girls said and he chuckled. He signalled them to come in. They all entered the room and took pictures with him one after another. I was surprised to see them behaving like that around him. Their behavior was as if he was an actual celebrity.

"My name is Kurt Rodriguez, Miss Summers. And yes, I am a celebrity. Not one who does action in movies or series. I do real life action. I am a bike racer." He replied to me and my eyes almost popped out of their sockets. The girls turned to look at me. They were staring at me as if I was an alien. Well, I was looking at them with the same gaze. How in hell girls knew a bike racer. Not that they would watch sports like bike racing and all. At least I don't waste my time on watching Bike racers. I had so many more things to do.

"For your information, I do not watch sports. I have more important things to do in my life. But damn, I did not know I saved a celebrity today. Technically, I saved you." I replied in a jovial tone and he laughed out loud. I chuckled and rubbed the back of my neck. The three girls were in no mood to leave him alone at all. So I pushed them out of the room and shut the door. He chuckled softly while shaking his head. I was not sure why he chuckled. Not that I was going to ask him.

Another knock on the door made me grit my teeth in anger. I went towards the door, fuming in anger. But as I opened the door, I was suddenly shocked. I cleared my throat as a nervous smile appeared on my face. It was an old couple. And as I saw the face of the old man, I knew they were Mr and Mrs Rodriguez. Kurt was actually the exact replica of his father. I stepped aside and the old but beautiful couple entered the room. As for me, I was just standing at the door frame, looking at them in awe. The couple was very beautiful.

I expected that the mother would hug Kurt. But instead, his father went towards him and hugged him tightly. "Oh my God, thank God. I was so worried about you, my son. How are you? Where does it hurt? Does it hurt so much? What did the doctor say? How did you get here? What happened? Tell me everything, son. Talk to me." Like a worried parent, his father bombarded him with his million questions. And his mother literally rolled her eyes at his father. I could not help but smile at them. They were a very cute family.

"Dad! I am fine. It was an accident. The doctors took an x-ray. I am sure everything will be fine. I don't even feel pain anymore. You should relax. You don't have to be worried about me. And you really don't have to kiss me in front of a woman. It's embarrassing." In an embarrassed tone, Kurt replied to his father who was kissing Kurt's face as if he was a toddler who might have fallen down and hurt himself.

"What? I was worried about you. And your mother knows how much I love you. It's okay. I can kiss you in front of your mother." His father spoke in a tone that made me chuckle. 

"Marlin, your son is not talking about me. He is talking about another woman who is inside this room." His mom replied in an annoyed tone while rolling her eyes at her husband. Mr Rodriguez turned his head towards me and I waved at him. Kurt and his mom started laughing. As his father was rubbing the back of his neck nervously. He was not expecting that at all. I was shocked that he did not see me at all. After all, I was the one who opened the door of the room. Maybe his love for his son was much stronger than his sight. That's why he only saw his son on a hospital bed. He saw nothing else but his son.