JASPREET’S POV
I was chatting with my biddy hardik to kill time before someone approaches me. I heard someones footsteps coming closer to my table, I closed my phone and looked up, it was her standing in a black pencil skirt and a plain white shirt. Her hair were tied up in a high ponytail, Her brown hair glowed in the dim light. Her face was bare of any makeup, but still she looked radiant and very beautiful.It was getting difficult for me to take my eyes off her. I am not what is it about her, but she looks beautiful just like someone who came out of a fairytale. Her body was just perfect, every curves were right in place, her sexy longings and those kissable pink lips were just any man's fantasy. last time I had seen her when we were doing the add,she had looked tomboyish but now she looked totally different and hot. I.just felt like pulling her towards the table and sensuously kissing her so that she forgets her name. I could feel the tent rising in my pant. I have to do something before I make a fool of myself in front if everyone because of her.
I still had my mask on, but I could see the recognization flicker in her eyes. she kept her composure, not even bothering to ask me anything, or even bugging me for a selfie, I'm.glad she didn't ask but her off handed treatment towards me as if I’m not a known face just a normal co star with whom she did the add was hurting my ego. Normally I would be relieved with this type of reaction but from her it is kind of a slap.to my ego. She didn’t ask nor mentioned anything about the add. All my female co stars would just annoy me by blabbering how big of dan they are of me , even if they hardly know anything about cricket, so that I gu e them some attention but this girl standing right in front of me is just normal about the entire thing.Gosh someone's ego is bruised, my inner voice commented.
After a long, silence, longer than a normal one, she asked me in her most fake voice she could muster“sir, can I get something for you.” see I could easily read her emotions that she's faking, as if I have known her my entire life.
What is wrong with this woma? she is giving me, Jaspreet bumrah, indias fastest bowler, such a cold reaction! Who does she think she is ?the queen of England! Seriously. I replied to her, “No 5” and dismissed her. Not even giving her a single glance.Sometines,its good to give others the taste of their medicine.I guess she felt bad by my dismissal. I could see it in her eyes. Wow. First she acts like I’m a nobody and when i play along with her act, she feels bad. Why are woman so fucking crazy and difficult to understand.
I just don’t know what came over me, or what it is, I removed my phone and opened up the front camera and placed it in such a way, that I could see the rest of the café.My eyes were glued to my, I could see her moving too and fro from one table to another taking orders and serving them . She has an habit of smiling at her customers whenever she serves them their orders. Her smile is so beautiful, so innocent and naïve. It just takes my breath away, Whenever she smiles at someone. At that moment I just want to pull her on my lap and kiss her senselessly .
oh God what’s wrong with me why am I acting like a horny teenager? I started rubbing my face with my hands in frustration of what is happening me to me. What this girl is doing to me. I have hardly known her, yet she has occupied my thoughts and mind.
I have to get grip on myself before it's too late. I really don't want to feel the same pain I had felt years ago. I just hate girls, they just play with your feelings and emotions and if they think someone is better then you they walk away without even considering the others feeling.
I had , had it in the past but not again, it was the toughest time in my life, I just dont want to go through that again.
"This chic is a nobody, and she means nothing to me." I said to myself.
"Really " my inner voice questioned me back.
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