Everything had started looking beautiful for Nirali. She had stayed late with Lakshay, they hadn't spoken much but being with one another mattered a lot. Nirali smiled recalling the way Lakshay protected her from the crowd. She hugged herself feeling him all around her.
Amisha watched her friend from distance, the little puppy jumping all around her. ''Our friend is gone for good.'' The little furry friend agreed howling in support. Nirali made a turn, her eyes on the. ''What are you guys doing?'' She chased around the little puppy who went excited about the small game.
''Someone looks happy.'' Amisha said. Nirali smiled and then froze, ''Its Laksay's b'day and I want to make it special. Will you help me?''
AMisha nodded earning a hug. She was happy for her friend but she feared being alone again. She took a deep breath to sallow her emotions. She quickly wore a smile when Nirali broke the hug. ''What should I do?''
''Plan a good surprise. We can use Arun's apartment. He wouldn't mind.''
Nirali thought. ''Yes, let me plan.'' Amisha watched as over excited Nirali hoping around the house declaring her plans. A strange pain gripped her heart, she suddenly felt breathless and the need to have some air. Excusing herself she quickly made her way out of the apartments , down towards the lawn. She wished she could explain how she felt, Nirali was the most honest relation she ever had and she feared losing it. She didn't wanted to alone, in a corner of her heart, she hated Lakshay all the way more.
''Hey!'' She heard a voice and quickly composed herself. Naman sat next to her. ''I thought you might need a friend.''
''You are not my friend. I don't even know you.''
Naman smiled. ''Hi I am Naman, and I know you are a Amisha Rai, daughter of famous tycoon and a former beauty queen. Your brother, is a model and making his way to the Bollywood.''
Amisha paled; no one knew who she was. Something she preferred hiding it from the world. The name and fame of her family deprived her of love and affection. When she was ready to go independent, she dropped her surname. ''Just stay away.''
Naman pulled Amisha down. ''I know you fear losing Nirali, but trust me, the ones who love us never lose us. She loves you a lot.'' He waited for her respond but she looked lost
''Amisha, Nirali never left Riya alone, even when they are far. how can she leave you alone?''
''How do you know about Riya, and that Nirali is in touch with her.''
''We saw Nirali through Lakshay's eyes, we know what she feels and how she thinks. And, don't worry, your secret is safe with me.''
''How do you know about me?''
''I have my ways." He turned facing her, ''You are an open book Amisha. Your honest expressions got me curious. See you later.'' Naman walked away giving Amisha one glace. She watched the guy walk away till he disappeared. She rubbed her chest. ''Silly!''
***
Varun stood at the window, his mind going back to the time when he and Riya were close. Very close. He was famous , loved and one of the most sorted boy of his school. Over all, the people around him fanned his arrogance. Riya was one of then, for her, he was just perfect. She was a year junior to him and had a big crush on him. He had noticed her following him and peeping at him from every corner. He never approached her , but he did enjoyed her interest.
And one day, they finally spoke. Riya was a sweet and simple girl, just like the word. She didn't had over the top dreams but wanted to make something out of herself. She had small dreams and she was always excited about the future. But his dreams mattered her more than his. Whenever he would share his dreams, she would give her full attention to it. She would say nice words to boost his confidence. But it wasn't just Riya, there were others too. The only difference was, while there were too many around him, for Riya it was just him. If he expressed a desire, she would do all to fulfil that.
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