✦ 𝟏𝟏.𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄 ✦

Music recommendations: tose naina by Arijit Singh.



I layed on my bed, my face facing grey ceiling. I changed into normal clothes. I closed my eyes and recalled what happened. He apologized ? The great delinquent nishit fucking ahuja apologized ? I am just someone whom he is bullying. Why would a bully do that ? And why doesn't he feel like a bully ? He is more of my friend. I decided to not waste my time thinking all of this and instead do assignments.

After like two and a half hour later. A knocking sound reached my ears and I hesitated. What if, these are those girls ? I put my ear on the wooden surface of door and listened.

" Aarushi !!" Ahaan's voice reached me. I opened the door and ahaan and naina stepped inside. " Are you okay ?" He asked, turning my face here and there, not giving me any chance to answer. Naina placed the tray of food on my study table and sat on bed.

" I am okay." I replied pulling his hands away from my face. " You guys didn't eat lunch. "

" No. We took it here and it's...." Ahaan answered and pointed his finger at naina to answer.

" Movie time !" Naina answered, clapping her hands together. A frown appeared on my face.

" There are classes today ?" I said more of a questioning tone.

" We are skipping today. It will make you feel better plus I am not in the mood of listening proffesor Mishra's stories of his first love." He said making a disgusted face. I love how he cared about me, nobody ever did that much or someone maybe does now...fuck, aaru don't think like this.

We sat on the bed and played my favourite ' yeh jawaani hai deewani '. Naina drooled over bunny sometimes. Ahaan sang some verse of 'subhanallah ' for me and I smiled throughout the whole song. He definitely is good in making me happy. I don't know if I could ever repay his debt.

Around 5 pm both of them left and I decided to take a power nap. It was half past five when I woke up. I quickly went to my wardrobe and decided to wear a plane black oversized shirt and grey jeans. I was about to leave for the library when my phone rang. I picked it up.

" Are you ready ? " Nishit asked me and I hummed.

" Come out from the window, I am there already." He said and I went to the window.

" You didn't have to do this. Someone will see us." I said climbing on the window. He grabbed my waist carefully to not touch too much and set me on the ground. Shivers ran down my spine and I almost died controlling my blush.

" Nobody will. Don't worry. " He said, his voice slow as he was too close.He was in a formal olive shirt and black pants. He was wearing a cap. Some stubborn locks of his hair popping out of the cap, making him look cute. he stepped away and started walking. He moved to the forest side instead of front gate of library.

We walked deeper into the forest. I slipped on a twig and he grabbed my wrist. " Careful, troublemaker. Dont cause anymore trouble for you. " He said pulling me against his chest. He started dragging me to the north without leaving my hand. I didn't protest as it felt okay. Nice even. He stopped when we reached a place. There was a beautiful small waterfall, beautiful butterflies everywhere. Some books and a guitar was placed an a big stone.

" Wao !!" I exclaimed and he looked at me proudly with his usual smirk. " Are we studying here ??" I asked looking at him.

" Not everyday but today, yes. Take this as my apology. " He said, an apologetic look on his face and I smiled signalling him that it's fine. We sat on that stone and he grabbed his guitar. " I'll sing a song at the end, if you... Want. " He hesitated and I smiled again. Maybe he is not that rude.

" I would love it." I said and a genuine smile crept his lips telling me how much he loved music. I know I've said this before too but God he looks beautiful when he smiles. Those dimples. That pretty pink blush on his cheeks. I almost fell in love with him. Almost.

We opened our books and he started teaching me. Believe me when I say, he is the best accounts teacher I have ever met.

" When did you learn all of these ?" I asked, amazed.

" My father taught me all of this when I was a teenager." He said scribbling something In My notebook. I looked at his veiny hands. " Are my hands too hot ? " He asked still looking at notebook. I narrowed my eyes, nervously.

" Why are you dressed differently ? " I asked looking at his unusual attire.

" I have a meeting today. " He answered, passing me the notebooks with some problems in it. My eyebrows furrowed looking at them. they were harder than any reference books. " Solve them and show me tommorow. In the library." He said taking his guitar. I packed my bag and placed my chin on my hand. He closed his eyes and hummed to ease his voice.

" hmm, khud ko khokar tujh ko paya, is tarah se mujhko jeena aaya " he sang and I gasped. One of the best voices i have ever listened. I could listen to this my whole life. He sang the whole verse. He opened his eyes when he sang the last lines, directly looking at me. Ahhh ! This tension between us is killing me inside. " Tose naina..jabse mile, ban gaye silsile " he finished.

It was started to get dark when we returned. When we reached the university ground, he let go of my wrist and looked at me.

" I can't drop you to the dorm, I have to go to meeting. Can you go ?" He asked me. I looked at some girls on the ground but I nodded anyways. He looked at me for some seconds. He locked some strands of my hair behind my ear and my heart skipped

a beat. His thumb gently stroking my cheek. He took his cap off and put it on my head. He adjusted it and said.

" If you are uncomfortable, wear this they won't recognise you. They won't trouble you anymore, I told them not to mess with what's mine. "

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