III. Annoying

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Darshan's POV:

I trudged home and sat down on the couch. "Kya hua, bro?" Hardil asked, sitting down beside me and putting his legs in my lap. "Pair hata, yaar," I said, pushing his legs away. "I hate working with Aisha. She hates me and she is so work-oriented, I am bored. She doesn't talk at all," I grumbled. "You broke her heart and now you expect her to talk to you like she used to?" He asked, dramatically. "Yaar," I whined. "What, it is the truth," he exclaimed. "True," I said and then looked around before asking, "Jyugal?" throwing my head back. "Went to Niharika's place," Hardil answered and I smiled, walking to my room. 

Aisha's POV:

I walked inside my house, greeted by the girls. "Why does this house have a weird energy?" I asked. They shrugged and I walked to my room. I walked downstairs after changing to see a dishevelled AF Jyugal. His hair was a hot mess. His shirt was on backwards? For some reason? He looked very tired. Three dark hickeys decorated his neck. He looked satisfied and tired. I sat on the couch and stared at him before it clicked in my brain. "YOU DID NOT!!!" I yelled, looking at him and Niu. They looked at me. "What did they do?" Alisha asked. "Dishevelled hair, shirt on backwards, tired face. ConneCT the DOts, fools," I snapped. "NO!! MS SINGHANIA!!" Tara yelped and Niu blushed. "Jyugal, you better hide those hickeys and take a shower before you leave," I ordered. He nodded. My phone rang. Sid. "Jyugal, bhaag, get changed, go, run," Alisha urged and I picked up the call. "Hi," I greeted. "Jyugal kidhar hai?" Sid asked. "Saale, no asking me how I am, no hello. You are so sweet, aren't you?" I asked. He chuckled and I said, "Jyugal will be there in like 30," before cutting the call. I sighed, deeply. "Niu, please don't do anything like this when we're around again," Alisha begged. Niu nodded. 

Jyugal walked downstairs after taking a shower, looking puzzled. "Kya hua?" I asked. "How do I hide these?" He asked, pointing at his hickeys. I walked to the kitchen and handed him a few cubes of ice. "Tujhe bada pata hai? Naya boyfriend dhoond liya kya?" Tara teased. I smacked her head and pulled Jyugal to my room to apply concealer on his collarbones. After a huge fuss, he finally agreed. I hid his hickeys and sprayed some makeup spray on it. "Chalo, bhaago," I said and he rushed home. I sat down on my bed. I closed my eyes and took a few breaths. 

This wasn't going well already. Darshan was already being annoying. I couldn't deal with all that again. I needed a distraction. I needed to get away from him. That would happen only after 2 months. I needed to get him out of my brain. I decided to go to the park, get some fresh air. I grabbed my black satchel and walked to the park. I left my phone at home to keep myself at peace. 

At the Park...

I walked to my favourite spot, a seat in between a huge amount of tall plants. I laid my head on the backrest and took a few deep breaths. After around 15 minutes, I heard someone sitting beside me. I ignored the person. The person tapped my shoulder and I opened my eyes. Darshan. I ignored him and got up. He pulled me closer and sat me in his lap. He slowly pressed his lips to my temple and I grunted, annoyed. "Leave me alone, Darshan," I snapped. "I want to talk to you and this is the only way," he snapped, angrily. "I don't want to talk to you," I grumbled and pushed him away. Like that would work!! "Just 2 minutes," he promised. Before he started talking, I pushed him away, walking off, angrily, ignoring his yells.

A/N: Hiya, peeps. I am back from my hiatus. How have you been? Well, hope you liked this. Byee.

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