Why do fans exist is an age-old question I often think about, I mean most people do. Being obsessed over celebrities is considered shallow and some even thinks its kind of toxic. There is a lot of debate over this concept, are fans a good thing or a bad thing? What are the boundaries of being a fan? Is there a way to do it right even? I think we will never know.

I personally never knew what it was like to be a fan until I became one myself. You see although I look like a well adjusted happy healthy person now, I wasn’t always like this, back in the day I had gone through a lot and for a minute there I forgot how crazy I can get.

I may look like a sweet innocent girl but I am the farthest thing from it you see by the time I was sixteen I was bullied almost all of life and I realised something it was my last year in that high school so it was the perfect time to get some revenge so I pulled an uno reverse on my high school bully by telling him that I liked and made him confused and eternally obsessed with me to a point that even now I get texts from him asking me out also simultaneously making up a fake boyfriend and making the whole school believe I was dating a hot guy from a different school making them believe I dropped the guy who used to be my bully for him. Also, on the plus side when I managed to make up stories about this fictional boyfriend on the spot is when I knew I would make a great storyteller.

That being said, it was kind of a new low for me when a lowly group of people brought me down to a point where was I was in my bed crying all night and feeling completely defeated. Don’t worry though I did get revenge on them too but that’s a story for another time. But before all that I was having a hard time and one of these days, I was in my bed crying my eyes out and I didn’t see anything that was worth holding onto and while I was crying my phone vibrated and I had gotten a notification on my Instagram.

When I picked up my phone and checked it was a picture Rayan posted of him and Aliza, so believe it or not that was what gave my life purpose at that point.

What a pathetic woman you might be thinking and yes, I agree I was pathetic and maybe I still am but if it wasn’t for this pathetic woman there won’t be anyone here to tell this story, so you are welcome.

You all might be thinking Liza last we heard Candace had told Rayan that he would never see Aliza again so what changed? How did he go from thinking he would never see Aliza again to posting about her. Let’s go back a little bit shall we….

After shooting for the film all night with Candace Rayan went back home in the pretext of getting some sleep but as you all know Rayan cannot sleep at night because he just can’t get his brain to shut up, so after tossing and turning in his bed all night he got ready early morning and went for a walk, he hadn’t contacted Aliza for a long time because he was feeling a bit embarrassed.

As he walked up through the light morning fogs up to a small tea stall sitting there was Aliza drinking tea as she dipped a piece of chocolate in it and ate it. A big grin appeared on his face as he watched her.

Aliza looked up at him as she waved her fingers at him with a smile in classic Aliza fashion, and without missing a beat Rayan walked up to her and took a seat next to her.

“You look really chipper for someone who is up so early in the morning”

“And you look like you haven’t slept in days” Aliza was right he hadn’t slept in days in between shoots and the insomnia he wasn’t getting much sleep.

“Well, I was on set all night and I still am not exhausted pretty impressive if you ask me” He smirked.

“Don’t do that” Aliza was not a fan of him brushing off the issue like that.

“Do what?”

“Pretend like you don’t have a problem when you do”

This statement was shocking for Rayan to hear yet something that he really needed to hear as well. Rayan was used to people always trying to brush off his emotions and not wanting to talk about it because it made them uncomfortable.

Rayan knew that it wasn’t fair if you are uncomfortable with people expressing their emotions its your problem that’s not normal, yet it’s so normalized to a point where people are not used to expressing their emotions on the account that other people are not uncomfortable. But seeing Aliza being supportive and wanting him to express his emotions rather than brushing it off was comforting for him.

“Okay the thing is……. I can’t relax I come home exhausted from work but the minute I hit the bed my brain goes into panic mode, and I start overthinking….”

That morning Rayan spend a long time discussing his issues with Aliza things that he had never opened up to anyone about and they spend time coming up with solutions on how to deal with it at the end Rayan was feeling more relaxed than he ever did in a while and that’s when he knew he wasn’t with some regular girl and whatever he had with Aliza its not a phrase this was here to last.

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The next day Rayan and Aliza was in a meeting with Payal and Parth who were freaking out and were not making any attempts to hide it as people were starting to find out about Rayan and Aliza and they were not happy.

‘After the scandalous relationship with her ex-boyfriend Aliza khan is painting the town red with her new romantic interest Rayan’

One of the articles said. “So, what are we going to do about this?” Payal asked. Even before she could get another word in Rayan cut her off.

“Nothing we are just going to deal with it as usual”

“Well, we have gotten one solution” Parth intervened and handed them each a script Rayan and Aliza looked at each other confused.