Tharns pov
Type was one of them who's with all the Wealth, Love and Care . However, At some point I ve experienced something different in him .Back at our school days, When I met him for the first time. He was a quiet one among all the other students . Never liked to talk too much to others and was always occupied in his own mind .As of a reserved person completely different from all the other kids in our school .
As the very own sole heir of Aryan's business's .he's mostly surrounded by a lot of people from his parents circle of well heeled people. Socializing with them was really hard for him at first .
when he was all of a sudden introduced as One, who is entitled to their wealth as a kid .It was difficult for him to interact with rich people and I ve seen him trying to be as polite to them in most of their respective conversations which was indeed making him feel out of place .he was never acknowledged as their kid among affluents and has always felt that he was not quite fit to be their sole heir from the beginning . but, somehow he survived the annoying parties ,lavish lifestyle ,and the endless chatter of these noisy affluents in his life .there were times where some who'd make an effort to talk to him out of blue and even if he's not interested in their conversation he'd reply back with much respect ."I was quite amazed of his behavior towards everyone, he respects older people and their geniune conversation unlike being a rich brat , he's remarkably cute and well mannered , there is so much to learn from him.He's special" .
Within days, we immediately clicked together .As friends,He was too close to me and my parents loved him like their own son which rode me at the verge of jealousy too.Still, I simply liked him . Not to mention my parents do favour him a lot in everything that he does. To some extent ,I was cool with it .At times ,I wonder how did he got too much attention from my parents?. "
The love that my parents shared with him did made me even angerier .I never liked my parents loving other kids .But , if it's type, I let them be there for him besides I know, he needed them more than me .I knew, from the following days when we were started off as friends type loved to stay close to my parents . He says that he always found the sense of security in them , feels like his actual parents who loves him unconditionally .He loved them as his own .Nothing but they are the best loving parents that anyone could ever get.
Type ,my younger brother and best friend.
Now, that he is a third year student at our university and I know him quite well from childhood till now. However Type somewhat become so ignorant , stubborn and rude towards everyone after he joined as a college student at my former campus. I doubt ,what changed him. Hes not the same person that I knew he had changed a lot .inside campus he's a different person .At the same time when he's with me. He will be the complete opposite.
Although, he never liked his foster parents .I didn't know what was his actual reason for hating them. Sometimes , It was way to difficult to understand him as his p'. I couldn't comprehend what was the actual reason for him to act like a jerk before his parents who'd made his life so much better.
I don't know why he never liked Liz and Aryan ? I don't know what was his reason behind all of it ?
His parents have always tried their hardest to persuade type to join in their own company.
"Aryan inc" only after completing his studies. But, Type was adamant and complained that he never fit the bill and rejected their wish to be the owner .
His parents never had any other children other than him .they' ve been too close to me and treated me like their own son.
Still , it's suprised me often how they never choose not to talk to each other when their all under the same roof . It must be so difficult for them, For his parents.Type has been so closed off to his parents. He was very harsh towards them ."I knew, From the beginning that type's parents are not his real parents, When I get to spend a lot of time with them at the mansion.
From being so close to type and his mom, he did mention to me that he was an orphan and have two best buddies other than me .I never tried to question him further what was his true intention in hating his foster parents . he ignored to understand them even once.
whenever I tried to get them together at events and make them talk .He would just escape from there and make them wait for hours . Even though, they are very busy with every passing time and I can relate how important everything are for them apart from time . Sometimes ,I wonder how they all live at the mansion together without even having some interaction between them.
Mr Aryan and Liz ,are quite famous in India and they have owned different stylish clothing braches in India ,I have always wished to join in his father's business
and Mr Aryan was very much fond of me and he liked me .when I joined his company as an intern .he appreciates me in everything that I do .Aside from everything that's going on , Im pretty much lost in thoughts where everything that he sees in me is what he wanted from his son Type.
Mr Aryan and Type were too distant .they never spoke to each other .they only talk if it's necessary. But he try to keep in touch with his friends at the orphanage techno and champ .they were his best buddies
When he's at home with his parents , he's completely a different person .I wonder why he wanted to stay away from them as far as possible .I don't know why he acts like this that he never cared !!
Type was over the moon .When I got my intership at his parents company.he said" I had it in me all the time " .I don't know what he meant by those words but It did made a pleasurable sensation that goes through your body, like a shudder of excitement.
Please feel free to correct the mistakes that I ve made .

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