Disha's POV
We all are sitting in dining room for dinner. Raj uncle is sitting at the head of the table, Suman aunty at his left. Dad is sitting to the left side of Raj uncle and beside dad mom and Bhai is sitting. Vihaan's friends are sitting opposite to us. Vihaan is still in his room.
"Ah here he is. Mina......" Suman aunty calls mina ".....serve the food". Vihaan sits down beside me. And before he can peck me I push him away. I don't want to be embarrassed during the dinner.
"What?" He has an innocent look on his face. How can he be hot and innovative at the same time.
"Elders" I say and shrug. He rolls his eyes and mimics me. I really missed this. But he would definitely go back in few weeks. Don't think about future Disha, enjoy the present.
"By the way aunty you have nice house" our staring contest comes to an end by Xavier. Suman aunty thanks him for the compliment.
As we start eating Raj uncle start asking questions to vihaan and his friends when he answers with an indifferent look. I block everyone out and concentrate on my dish.
While in the middle of eating I jump unconsciously when I felt a hand on my thigh. Everyone gives me a questioning look except his friends who I am sure are aware because of their look. I give everyone a sorry look and everyone gets busy with their talk.
I look down and see a very big palm on my thigh. I send a glare towards vihaan.
"Revenge" oh my god did he just do this because I stopped him form kissing me infront of everyone's. I give him a disbelieve look.
I try to push his hand away but he intertwines our hands. And keeps it on his lap.
"Hey Disha will you please show me your left hand. I loved your bracelet and I wanted to have a closer look" Veronica exclaims with a fake excitement look. She gives a sweet smile to vihaan.
Vihaan leaves my hand as everyone's attention is on us but he kept his hand on my thigh and I just sign. I bring the hand to her and after a brief look which I know is acting she leaves my hand with triumphant smile.
After breakfast we all decide to leave to our home. "Let's go Disha" dad says. I nod and try to go to him but vihaan stops me from going.
"She is spending her night here and hritik also" vihaan replies still holding my hand.
"No hritik can spend but not Disha. She is coming with us. Come here Disha" I try to remove my hand but vihaan is not leaving and with the passing seconds is hold is tightening and I am sure I will be getting a mark.
Dad and vihaan is having a staring contest and I have to stop it. I bring my other hand to caress his cheeks and that brought his attention to me. "Vihaan let go. I will come tomorrow after school" I say. My half yearly exams are already over so only two more days I have to go to school and after that we will be getting vacation.
"You are always on HIS. SIDE....." he points his finger to dad and takes a deep breath to control his anger "........Why can't you just agree with me sometime. I have seen you after fucking three........"
"LANGUAGE. VIHAAN" I hear Raj uncle shout but he just rolls his eyes which I was only able to see as his eyes are still on me.
I am hurt. I never thought that me siding with dad would affect him. But dad is right. Parents are always right. They always decide only good things for their son and daughter.
He continues "........I have come after three years then you should spend most of your time with me. You should always agree with me. ME. You were always with them, spending your time and I was..... I was the one who didn't got to spend my fuc- oops...." He lifts his head and gives a mocking apologetic smile to Raj uncle "...sorry dad can't help it you know everyone uses it where you had send me......" He brings back his eyes on me ".......So all in all can't you just spend your time with me. Can't you agree with me"
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