the best friend

chapter 5

Ishita gazed at her old photos with purvi, she remembered their own language that was formed because of the code names they kept together for other people. If you ever looked at their contacts, you'd have no clue who is who, and they both prided themselves on that. She smiled thinking of the time they were happy, she missed her best friend, she just wishes that these resentments she had wouldn't make it hard for her to forgive her. But she just didn't feel like she could trust her... 'what if i get hurt, again?' she thought as she struggled to make sense of her feelings.

Suddenly, she got a notification, a missed call from a blocked contact. She smiled with the thought that it was purvi, but her brain sent a thought of caution for all the times her hopes got broken. She had blocked purvi's no. A while ago, she tried to but couldn't delete it, but she never got a call from her, until now.

She didn't know how to react, she thought of all those times she'd made her mind to tell purvi how terrible she's been and how mad she is but when she re-dialled, she just couldn't, she just really wanted to talk to her friend.

'hey.' Said ishita with a smile on her face.

'kaise hai?' said purvi, deep down ready for all the anger she was about to get.

'meri chod, tu bata, long time huh?' said ishita, realising how all of her anger shedded in just a second.

'i—i really missed u, ishu.' Said purvi as earnestly as she could.

'me too, yaar.' Said ishita as they both slightly chuckled together at this silence said a lot more than their words ever could...

'yaar dush, tera logon ki problems ka theka lene ki aadat kab jaayegi?' asked kavin as purvi exactly knew where he was going to way this.

'jab teri mujhe chidane ki chali jaayegi..' said dushyant as he was looking around the canteen, (we all know for who)

'uski class hai.' Said purvi, as dushyant gave her a very disappointed look of 'really?' as purvi nodded mimicking his disappointment jokingly as kavi shared a laugh.

'tum dono ko kis baat pe hassi aa rahi hai?' said dushyant, annoyed.

'arre, woh...' kavin stopped as he saw ishita and his gaze moved to dushyant who obviously spotted her before.

'arre teri class nahi thi?' asked purvi as ishita came to them

'arvind sir ki class thi, woh padhate thodi hain, attendance lekar bhej dete hain.' Ishita expressed her frustrations.

'arre haan tune bataya toh tha...' said purvi as dushyant looked at her with a wtf look, as kavi were trying so hard to suppress their laughter.

'tum dono itna kyun hass rahe ho?' asked ishita and her cluelessness and dushyant's death stare were making it so hard for kavi to hold their laughter.

'yaar, hum dono ki na class hai...' said kavin as kavi left.

'inhe kya ho gaya?' asked ishita, irritated from this incomprehensible situation.

'kuch nahi dono humein chod ke udd gaye pyaar ke panchi.' Said dushyant, making ishita chuckle. Even though it was a light one, it gave him a weird of sense of satisfaction that she's happy.

'btw, Arvind sir class bhali hi na le, paper aisa banayenge ki topper ke bhi tote udd jate hain, tumhara kya plan hai phir?' asked dushyant.

'arre kyun mujhe heart attack dene waali baatein kar rahe ho?' said ishita, playfully.

'mere pass purane notes pade hain, chaho toh after college, aaj mere ghar aa kar le lena, what say?' said dushyant casually.

'ok...sure, i guess.' Said ishita, hiding a very squeaky voice inside her. 'oh come on, stop overreacting, he's just being nice...but this could totally be like a first date...' and the contradictions of her heart and mind were making it really hard to conceal her feelings.

Kavi was never really an overtly romantic couple always making big gestures for each other, they did simple yet meaningful things for each other. An idea of date didn't even had to be going out and spending money, they just liked to put on a nice thriller, make bets on who might have been the culprit and laugh at the stupidity of high stake thrillers as they joked about it, as they enjoyed just being in each other's embrace.

'yaar aaj koi romantic movie dekhe?' asked purvi.

'i guess, if you want to. What did you have in mind?' said kavin as he was a guy secure in his manhood who didn't feel it was necessary to put down romantic movies just cause, in fact, he rather enjoyed them with Purvi once in a while.

'dirty dancing.' Said purvi.

'ok, but i have a condition.' Said kavin.

'what?' asked purvi sensing an obvious reply coming rn.

'you know na movies dekhe ke baad , i get really inspired, and then i try to bring it to life in my actions...'

'haan jaise tom cruise banne ke chakkar mein tang tod wali thi tumne ek baar, bata raha tha dushyant...' said purvi teasingly.

'dushyant aaj koi nahi hai, bas main aur tum...' said kavin as self actualization hit him, 'that was really corny...' he remarked as purvi nodded.

'you are still cut to me, my prince charming..' said purvi as she went in for a kiss. She loved how kavin's kisses were never wet and lusty, just soft and loving, just like him.