✦ 𝟏.𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 ✦

music recommendation : London boy by Taylor Swift.

aarushi's pov

my alarm rang and i slammed it on ground. after two seconds, i realized what have i done.my eyes fully open and my senses wide awake.

'' shit, this was the third one in the month,'' i cursed under my breath as i looked at minnie mouse alarm clock which was now completely broken.i never used my phone for alarm, the reason was simple i didn't want it to share the same fate as my alarm clock. picking it from the ground i tossed it in dustbin and made my way to the washroom. although we lived in the university's dorm, we had our seprate washrooms attatched to our room.

so long story short, as i completed those exhausting 12 years of school, i wanted to leave every part of my past behind and move with new possibilities ahead. i came back to my hometown, mumbai. i wanted to learn management, i joined st. francis institute of management. it was a well known university but thank god, my parents are wealthy enough to afford it. actually, my father died when I was 12 because of a cardiac arrest. my mother supported the whole bussiness, me and my elder sister alone. boss lady she was. our university was pretty expensive so there were mainly rich people but some students were from scholarship. bullying was not severe but in the end rich are preffered more than poor in this world, aren't they ? most of the students who studied here, stayed in the dorm. university was far away from the city, situated on a plot alone in dense forest. networks were rare here, which was good for studies.

after taking a nice bath, i wore my bathrobe and shuffled my wardrobe to find an outfit. i decided to wear a black kurti which reached my knees and had frock pattern. it was all plain except the light design around my neck with black thread. i wore plain black leggings. i secured my black medium length curly hair by a clip and moved to my dressing table. i applied light lip and cheek tint and agreed to wear my usual black sneakers. when i tried to find them, i couldn't track them anywhere. '' SUCH A NICE MORNING '', i screamed in frustration. there was no option except those sandals who never got touched once, they had 1.5 inch heels, black coloured. i quickly wore them and left with my bag. i should print my essay quickly lest i want to have detention. i made my way towards lunchroom.

'' heyy, come sit, you're late,'' my friend naina offered me a seat beside her.

'' yes, my alarm clock snoozed for 10 minutes and then got slammed in the end by it's owner.'' she slightly chuckled at my words. i took a sandwich and started shoving it down my throat quickly.

'' you know, mr. ahuja's son, nishit is returning back to his home and to this university from london after 7 years. i heard he's super duper handsome.'' naina hit me in excitement nearly jumping on her seat.

'' mhmm.'' i hummed, not bothering to answer anything other than that.

'' you are boring.'' she complained.

'' they are here.''

''woahhh, the car is expensive''

Indistinct chatter filled the whole lunchroom and students start rushing out of the room. Discussing about our director's Son. It's looking like a dinasaur entered our campus and people are eager to take a look at it once. Like why so much hype ? He is also just human, calm down people.

Naina stood up from her seat and started tugging me out immediately.

" Let's go, let's go, let's gooo....". She exclaimed in excitement.

" Wait naina, stop. let me finish my sandwich atleast." I begged but she dragged me like a non living trolley, giving no attention to my words. I shoved the last piece of sandwich in my mouth and adjusted myself as she progressed. We stopped when two cars came into our sight. Almost all the university standing and hooting for him.

First car was Matt black Lamborghini urus. A boy wearing plane white shirt, top three buttons open, black formal pants with white sneakers and a watch and sunglasses worth my whole wardrobe or even more. Girls screamed their lungs out and boys gasped at his appearance. Greek god, that was all I could think looking at him. He had straight slight brown hair, falling on his forhead. He had light dusky skintone. He closed the door and sipped his Starbucks.

Second was buggati Veyron, black but highly customized in red colour. I am so fond of cars and thanks to these people, I got to see those top models atleast once in my life. A funky boy, in a funky outfit stepped out. A white full sleeved t shirt with some broad dark blue and some slim dark blue strips on it. Black shorts which touched his knees. Black and white checked shoes. He wore some gold chains around his neck, and a bracelet on his wrist. He was quite fair. He closed the door and did a little excitement dance. When I thought he was the only one in the car another boy, I assume his twin in the same outfit stepped out. They were same, I doubt even their mother would be able to find any difference. They highfived each other and joined the first guy.

Girls lost it when the third car came into the sight. It was a MERCEDES BENZ MAYBACH S-CLASS. My heart skipped a beat when the car stopped just half inch away from the buggati. God ! These rich people are so fearless. I would sell my soul to sit on that seat atleast once. The corridor rang with shrill voices. I have a strong feeling that most of the girl will have a sore throat tomorrow. The boy stepped out and my jaw fell a little. He had curly hairs which fell on his forehead, and had light grey eyes which had a little sense of green in them, mesmerizing. He had medium fair skin.

He wore a black turtle neck full shirt with plain black ripped jeans, his black jacket resting on his shoulder. There was a chain around his neck which held a little ring as a locket, a bracelet around his wrist in one hand, a highly expensive watch in second. All was platinum. He was chewing chewing gum. Girls screamed as hard as they could. The corner of his lips spreaded upwards, making it a smirk.

Our principal came towards these four expensive people and gave a bouqet to each of them. The last one took it and started throwing it in side when the first one took it from him and told him to not do anything like that. Ohh !! Arrogant rich brat, I expected it. Seeing this a disgusted expression crept across my face which he noticed and I immediately looked away. I felt his gaze on me and when he didn't look away I decided to take my leave.

" I am going to library to print my essay," I informed naina and quickly vanished from there.

After printing my essay, I looked at the watch and realized, I am going to be late. Taking my essay from the printer, I fastly moved my feets. But it is my life, it can't go well and as I half expected, my heels slipped on the floor and I fell backwards. But before I could touch the ground, two masculine hands saved me. Seeing the fabric on hands, I immediately realized who it was. " Fuck, " I muttered underneath my breath. I balanced my body and faced that person. For a brief second, I found myself lost in those eyes. It was noone other than NISHIT AHUJA.

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हमे तो तकदीर में सितारों की भी उम्मीद नहीं थी,

ये कम्बख्त खिड़की पे चाँद किसकी दुआओं से उतर आया।

Helloo !! It is my new story and let me tell you a funny thing. I had a dream of this story when I was in nainital but I didn't pay attention to it. But when I imagined it on a song I loved it so much. So songs have a special meaning in

this story. Hope you like the chapter. Byee guys....