CBG#1 CHASING HER (UNDERGOING EDITING)

Chp:-8 Rohan Rohan Rohan Argh! (EDITED)

NATASHA ALIA SINGHANIA

The pre-graduation party had finally concluded, and the girls' time with Katie Anderson, Nicole Lewis, and Nupur Raheja turned out to be a delightful escape. My brothers and sisters, along with Tauji Taiji, allowed me to join them after a brief visit to Tauji's mansion.

We engaged in meaningful conversations, played games, and I shared the intricate details of my past with Rohan. My friends, perceptive as always, insisted that there might be mutual feelings between us, but I swiftly changed the topic. I vehemently denied any connection, labeling him an irritating asshole.

Aashi dee, Kriti dee, Aarav bhai, Navya, Ishika, Riya, Rohit, Priyanka, Adheer, Katie, Nupur, and Nicole were privy to the events between Rohan and me. Tonight, his actions at the party, from dancing with me to praising my beauty and giving me a peck on the lips, evoked an unexpected blush.

My face turned as red as a tomato, and I felt the same electrifying sensations that I experienced seven years ago when he first approached me. The memory of our first kiss lingered, leaving me baffled about the effect he had on me. What was this Dumbass Raichand doing to me? I couldn't fathom how the guy who incessantly annoyed me could make me blush.

Rohan Dev Raichand was undoubtedly charismatic, handsome, charming, and an embodiment of a sexy Greek God. Yet, I couldn't overlook his flaws—the arrogant, jerkish, and playboy side that I detested.

Despite my strong dislike, I found myself admitting a lingering appreciation for the kiss seven years ago and the recent peck on the lips. His lips were undeniably soft, explaining the allure that drew countless girls, including those I labeled as less savory.

On our way back to the mansion, the car held Nik bhai, Gautam bhai, Aashi dee, Kriti dee, and me. Tauji Taiji traveled in another vehicle. My brothers, in their typical protective manner, couldn't help but express concerns about my interactions with Dev. 'Guys instinct' is what they termed it as.

FLASHBACK

Nik bhai inquired, "Alia, tell me one thing."

I responded, "Go ahead, Nik bhai."

He continued, "What was going on between you and Rohan?"

Gautam bhai added, "He was dancing with you, and that's fine, but why was he so damn close? There was hardly any distance between you two."

Karan bhai chimed in, "I could see the way Rohan was looking at you. His eyes were revealing everything. I guess, Alia, he really likes you. I could see it through his eyes."

Nik bhai agreed, "I concur with you, Karan bro."

Gautam bhai, in his role as a protective big brother, advised, "Look, Alia, as your big brother, I'm trying to say that you're still young. You're 23. I'm not saying you shouldn't do it, but, in simple words, he's a nice guy. We've grown up together, and he's mature, sensible, hardworking, intelligent, and responsible, etc. However, he's a playboy. He breaks millions of hearts, and I don't want your heart to be one of them. Be friends with Rohan, go on outings, talk to him—we have no objection. But don't try hitting on him. You'll get hurt in the end. Many girls fall for him easily and get badly hurt. He doesn't do serious relationships. I'm trying to warn and protect you as a brother."

Nik bhai and Karan bhai echoed his sentiments.

Aashi dee reassured, "Gautam bhai, you're absolutely right, but I'm sure Dev won't break her heart because he truly likes her."

Kriti dee inquired, "Do you like him, Alia? Do you think he likes you?"

I dismissed their concerns, saying, "Stop it, guys. No more discussions, please. For seven years, I've been trying to avoid that dumbass and his thoughts. I don't like him, and whether he likes me or not, I'm clueless. You guys are close, right? Find out about his feelings somehow and then let me know or warn me or whatever. But let's drop the topic now. I don't like that guy, and I don't hate him either."

They reassured me, saying, "Chill, sis. We'll stop here. Cool down, okay."

END OF THE FLASHBACK

Despite my aversion to Dev, I couldn't deny that he occupied my thoughts. Taking updates from Adheer whenever he visited London and stalking his social media profiles, I found myself missing him. It bewildered me—why did I think about him when I didn't want to? I decided that once I found a job, I would immerse myself in my career, focusing on writing and traveling. No Rohan, no guys, no boyfriends, and no crushes. They were not my cup of tea.

I declared defiantly, "I am not going to think about guys anymore because it's freaking annoying!"

GET OUT OF MY HEAD ROHAN DEV RAICHAND................!!!!!!!!!!!!!!