25| I don't Care about Him

Started on 9th September 2020.

Completed on 11th September 2020.

Word count : 3000 words

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- A Y A A N -

After the party got over, without any talks and fights we sat in the car. It was around twelve in night. Midnight we call it. Numerous lights were visible on the road, as the capital doesn't care about the time. Everytime you come out you'll see atleast ten vehicles running on the road. As soon as her head touched the headrest, she fell asleep.

Why does she look so beautiful?

I remember the time when we first met at the age of four. She was always in the character of the student who bullies her classmates and becomes an obedient child in front of teacher. In short she was moody!

Seeing her for the first time I liked her but after knowing more about her I envied her. And why shouldn't I?

Once she ate a classmate's lunch and threw the blame on me. Teacher believed her cause she was the class monitor and so called well-behaved obedient student.

I decided to take all my revenge from her of what she did to me in childhood. Not only me, she made every child's living a hell. First- she always bullied all our colleagues. Second- she remained in the shoes of a smart child, forcing other children's parents to think of her as an ideal role model for their children.

But who knows what happened to her afterwards. She slowed down all her bullying and finally ended it. She was always a quite child filled with anger but till the age of ten she became a peace loving human.

Who knows what changed her for good?

By the age of fourteen she became my number one enemy. I always teased her, taunting her about her chubby cheeks. Not that she was unhealthily obese. I always irritated her but she was like she didn't knew what she did in the past. How could she forget the way she always pushed me into trouble?

Her cheeks were always chubby in childhood which made her look cute no matter how hard weight loss she tried. I started calling her a pig.

Why?

Because she always ate, studied and slept. Just like a pig!

But she's now my pig!

I wonder how much she starved in these nine years which made her lose those chubby cheeks. Still she has her chubby cheeks but not the way she had a decade ago.

But as per what I've seen, she never starves. Instead she eats to her contentment, not that I complain. It's good that she's not compromising her health.

By the time we reached home, she was sleeping keeping her head on my shoulder. If she was awake, she wouldn't have had done that!

I tried to wake her up but she being Divya was already in her Dreamland. Waking her up at this time would be a sin, according to her. So without wasting a single minute I carried her into her room and made her sleep on the bed.

I turned back to go but the thought struck my mind- Aren't makeup meant to be wiped before sleeping?

Of course! It would harm her skin.

But I don't even know how to wipe the makeup off.

Maybe Google would work!

Without wasting time I searched for it and after getting a suitable answer I quickly wiped the makeup off her face. She looked really beautiful and cute while sleeping. Not able to resist I kissed on her lips. Being really tired after all this day, not even capable of walking to my room, so slept in the same room.

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"Aaaa......." I heard a shout waking me up. Now who is this? I just started sleeping five hours ago and here I being shook to wake up.

But who could wake me up?

Divya! Who else?

When did she start waking me up?

As per what I remember, I slept in her room. On her bed.

Oh God!

"What are you doing here?" She shouted angrily.

"What are you trying to say? Don't you remember how you clung onto my body yesterday night?" I lied.

"Are you trying to say that I was taking advantage of you?" She asked innocently as if it's he fault.

"Yeah!" I nodded. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

"Wait! This is my room! What are you doing in my room? It's clearly visible that you were trying to take advantage of me." She pointed at me with her index finger.

"What?.... W-wh-why would I take advantage of you?" I stood up and ran to my room. After eating the breakfast quietly we made our way to the company.

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15 days later~

I was walking down the building to get ready for the meeting when Shrey caught my eyes. What is he doing here? At this time? Isn't he having his own company to operate and look upon?

"Shrey!" I shouted but he didn't turn back. "Shrey!!!" I shouted on top of my lungs this time.

"Yeah!" He turned back and answered.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

"What do you mean?"

"This is my company!" I said.

"Alright! Can't I visit my friend's company?" He justified.

"I'm usually in my room, but you were going in the different direction."

"Okay! You won! I came to meet Diya."

"Can't you keep your dates out of my company. I mean, it's a work place. You understand right?"

"I know but...."

"But what?"

"You know my grandma right?" He asked and I nodded, "She's forcing me to marry."

"That's a good thing." I was happy for him.

"Not Diya. With someone else." His face dropped.

"Are you sure?"

"Do you think I would joke in this topic?" Her was serious this time. He's really not a Casanova or a playboy anymore. If anyone would have asked me about him an year ago, I would surely have said that he won't change but now!

He changed for good!

But he said that he's being forced to marry someone else. But who? "Who is she?"

"Nikita Grover!" He said. Oh God! What's this now?

"So what are you doing here? And why are you here to meet Diya?" I asked.

"Are you mad or what? Do you think I would marry that old woman? I'm here to take Diya to the court! We will marry now! " He said. Marry now? "Now let me go." He said and ran towards Diya's cabin.

This man is so unpredictable! He's my friend! So it's possible!

I went to my meeting with The Park's company and then celebrated the success of our hotel chains with miss Janine and her company. It's a huge success!

When I came back home I saw all the lights off and smell of all the junk food a human could eat! What is this now? Without making my brain to work more I went back to my room and ran into a deep yet light sleep.

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- S H R E Y -

How could she do it?

Dadi (grandma) called Diya to our place and humiliated her! I mean what was she thinking? How can she just impose her wishes on me? From where did she think that I would get married in a business deal?

I love Diya and won't ever leave her!

"Dadi what's wrong with you? How can you humiliate her?"

"Who? That little girl? Don't worry. I wasn't humiliating her, I was just teaching her about what's good and bad for her." Dadi said.

"You want me to marry Nikita right?" She nodded, "Am I born to indulge in your business deals?" She nodded, "Sorry but I can't!" I shouted and threw the vase kept on the table.

"Shrey! What are you doing? Calm down!" Mom came inside the room hearing the sound of breaking of vase.

"Do you know whom you're talking to?" Dadi said loudly.

"Yes! I know! You're the great Aarti Sehgal who gets everything she wants. But dadi, I'm not going to marry the girl you chose, I love Diya and will marry her."

"Are you going mad or what? Don't you know such a big deal this is? Yet you're adamant on marrying that good for nothing poor girl!" Dadi shouted the last sentence.

"Dadi! She's not an ordinary girl. She's my girl! She's the one whom I love and whom I'll love in future, forever!" I shouted loud enough for everyone to hear what I said and get that into their minds.

Without even wasting a second I decided to meet her and take her to the court to get married.

"Shrey!" I heard Ayaan shouting and turned back. I came to his company as Diya works here.

"Yeah!" I turned back and answered.

"What are you doing here?" He asked.

"What do you mean?"

"This is my company!" Why does he want to ask every question today?

"Alright! Can't I visit my friend's company?"

"I'm usually in my room, but you were going in the different direction."

"Okay! You won! I came to meet Diya."

"Can't you keep your dates out of my company. I mean, it's a work place. You understand right?"

"I know but...."

"But what?"

"You know my grandma right?" I asked and he nodded, "She's forcing me to marry."

"That's a good thing." How is it a good thing?

"Not Diya. With someone else." He was shocked.

"Are you sure?"

"Do you think I would joke in this topic?"

"Who is she?"

"Nikita Grover!" I said.

"So what are you doing here? And why are you here to meet Diya?" He asked. What is he saying? Is he mad or what?

"Are you mad or what? Do you think I would marry that old woman? I'm here to take Diya to the court! We will marry now! Now let me go." I said and ran towards Diya's cabin.

"Diya!" I shouted and whole crowd in the room turned towards me. I went to her and took her hand in mine, "I want to talk to you. Let's go out!" She nodded as it was better not to shout out our personal things to others. I held her hand and took her to my car. After driving for around ten minutes straight I stopped the car.

"Diya I'm sorry for what dadi said to you... She's-" I took her hands in mine and joined our heads together.

"It's alright. She's your dadi. She has full right over you." She said.

"But you don't know her. She wants to use me in her business. She's such a cunning-"

"Stop it. You can't say rubbish about her." She sat properly.

"I'm not saying rubbish. It's reality. She omitted my bua's (paternal aunt's) name from our family just because she married with her own choice. She ran away with the one she loved because she was scared of dadi. My mom can't speak her mind because of dadi!" I shouted, "Let's go to the court and get married, now!"

"Now?"

"Hmm. I can't wait now. Let dadi do what she wants. I don't care about the Sehgal tag anymore." I said and closed my eyes.

"We can't marry now." She said and I opened my eyes in shock. My eyes were watering now, maybe because of fear that she doesn't want to be with me. Why doesn't she want to marry me? Don't she love me anymore. "We can't run away and marry like this. Marriage is something more than that. We can't marry without your family's consent."

"Do you think they'll agree? Everyone in my family is same." I hung my head down in shame.

"You're having the wrong perception. Just think about it deeply." I looked towards her. Her eyes were filled with moisture and love. "Why go so far? Think about your mother. She's so sweet. When I went there today, she made me feel as if I've met my own mother. She even thinks of me as her own daughter." I hugged her tightly.

Her parents are no more in this world. She said that my mom made her feel as if she's her own mom. It feels good when the love of your life loves your family members as her own.

"So what are thinking to do now? You don't want to run with me, you're not ready to marry me without dadi's permission. Do you think it's easy to change her mind?" I asked. She looked up in my embrace and kissed my lips. It was not an urgent kiss. It was slow yet passionate.

"You don't have to worry. I'll do something." She mumbled against my lips.

"What will you do?" I asked hugging her.

"I don't know if I should but..... I'll try." She said to convince me. I lingered a kiss on her forehead and started the car to the nearest restaurant.

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- D I V Y A -

"Divya, my darling. Don't you think I look pretty today?" Maya whined like a child. She's really unbelievable. And she's the same woman who's the mother of a five year old. I'm used to it as my mumma and mom fall in the same category too?

"Yeah, you always look amazing!" I said without looking at her. She was in my cabin, as she's employed but unemployed.

"As if I'm gonna believe you? I want some complementary adjectives for my new style." She said.

"Don't you have your child and a husband to talk to? Why are you eating up my brain?" I said still signing the documents.

"My child! He always busy with his girlfriends and my husband isn't free with his work."

"Wait! Your son is just five years old. How come he has girlfriends?"

"You really have a corrupt mind. Tsk tsk tsk. Girlfriends means female friends."

"Whatever!"

"Why do I think you want some advice for your relationship?" Relationship??

"Of course not!"

"I'm always here for you. Always remember I'm your teacher and your mentor. Don't hesitate in taking my advice. You can inform your other friends about me too." She said with confidence.

"Alright!" I said and after an hour of her chit-chat, I went back to that house.

It was seven thirty. Perfect time. I quickly changed into comfortable clothes and came down to the kitchen to prepare loads of dishes for the party. Why?

Because I came to know that hotel business started by Ayaan was at huge profit. He would be thinking that I don't know about it, but the reality is I know everything.

Once I saw a file related to that business in the study room. That's how I came to know about it. I bet he'll be surprised after seeing the decoration in hall.

I baked a delicious cake but couldn't resist eating it. It looked so tasty, yummy, sweet and what not. So I ate a small part of the cake, cutting it from the base. I swear I ate just a small piece!

Then I decorated the house and cooked various delicious food and took out all the flavours of chips I saw in the market today. All the flavours were yummy.

I checked the time once more, it was ten. Yet there was no sign of Ayaan. Not that I care but I don't want my surprise to go in vain.

Alright! Fine! I know, sometimes I come late at night. So I can't blame him.

I switched on the TV to watch some thrillers. Due to the curiosity of what would happen next, I kept on drinking more and more water and didn't remember when I fell into sleep.

I woke up due to the growing pressure in my lower abdomen. Damn! I need to use washroom!

I was on my periods! Again! Why only to women? Why don't men have to go through menstruation?

What rubbish am I talking? I clearly studied it in class but this period is making me mad and crazy! Why do I have to go through these mood swings?

Trying to sit awake, I checked my mails and messages, and then the social media. Don't point finger on me! After the rumour about my pregnancy came out, I'm extra attentive about these type of news.

There was one photo of Ayaan and that Janine, posted by Janine, celebrating party.

What is he doing with her?

How can he cheat on me?

Wait! What am I thinking?

Why am I being triggered by this photo? Let him do what he want!

I don't even like him.

I never liked him!

And won't ever like him!

Aaahh....... Why am I thinking about him so much?

Anger filled in my veins. I took a large sized spoon and dug it into the cake, stuffing it inside my mouth. Let him do what he wants!

I don't care about him!

I took a handful of chips and ate all of it, followed by all the burgers and pizza.

I don't care what he do and what he feels!

After feeling full, I took out all the decorations and stomped into my room. Applying my night creams, I jumped on the bed to sleep.

Oops! Hope there is no stain!

When I woke up the next morning, all courtesy to Mr Egg, I changed into my formals and came down to prepare food. "You slept early yesterday?" I heard his voice from behind.

"Yeah!" I nodded pouring the batter on the pan.

"Why do I have a hunch that you missed me?"

"Why would I miss you?" I said with straight face and turned back to cook my pancake.

"Cause you're my....." My what? "Frenemy!"

"For being frenemy we need to be friends first, which we are not."

"We could make a step forward. Don't you think it's good?" What step?

"What step?" I turned facing him.

"I'll let you know." He said in a husky voice pacing towards me. What is he going to do? He rubbed his cheeks with mine making me shocked to hell, and blew his hot breath below my ears causing me to shiver.

Why wasn't I able to move?

"I like you!" He said and kissed my neck.

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