Say You're Mine (Lovestruck In Bangalore #1)

Chapter 6

I MEERA I

"What was last night all about?", Remya asks as she pours coffee into the two cups. It's almost six in the morning and no one else is awake. Remya woke up at the ass crack of dawn and dragged me to the kitchen to get some much needed coffee. Her words. Me? I just wanted to sleep. Vinash was sleeping peacefully upstairs, lucky bastard.
Although the coffee kind of makes up for it. Even though her coffee tastes like shit, over the years, I've acquired a taste for it.

"What?", I murmur into my cup as I take a sip. Heaven. That's what it is. She makes the best shitty coffee in the world. It's the only thing she doesn't burn. I swear this girl found some way to burn water. And don't even mention Maggi, I mean everyone's good at making the two minutes instant Maggi noodles. She somehow manages to either overcook it or she'll add way too much water. Every single time.

"You were saying things like 'who does he think he is?' 'how dare he?' for atleast five minutes straight before huffing and turning around to sleep", she says making me scowl as I think about yesterday. I didn't keep saying that for five minutes, I might've said it once or twice. She's exaggerating, I know. But it still brings a scowl to my face when I thibk about it.

"Nothing", I tell her as I jump up on the counter with the coffee cup still in my hand. I almost splash hot coffee all over my body.

"Mm", she says into her coffee as she looks at me through narrowed eyes. I ignore her and study the pattern of the kitchen tiles.

Just as she's about to say something, a familiar voice drawls from the doorway, "Good morning, ladies!"

Great! Speak about the devil and he shall appear. For a moment I entertain the idea that my thoughts conjured him here.

"Um.. hi?",Remya asks with a frown giving him a once over. His hair is tied in a bun unlike yesterday. He is wearing khaki shorts and a white t-shirt that fits perfectly on his torso. Perfectly? What the hell am I thinking?

He has that stupid smirk on his face as he scans me from head to toe lingering a second longer on my chest and legs and I uncross my legs when I realise that I'm still wearing the same pajamas as yesterday. He turns to look at Remya when she clears her throat.

"I'm Vikram. Karthi's hot best friend", he says nonchalantly. I scoff.

Okay, he's kinda hot with his shoulder length hair and his lean body with all those muscles. He isn't too bulky but he isn't scrawny either. His jaw is sharp and he had a light 5 O'clock shadow which looks sexy on him making him look scruffy. He has dark brown eyes, I noticed them last night. There was a small cut on his eyebrows, somehow making him look even more sexy and thin lips that always lifts up in a smirk, it seems. But I don't think he could be any more arrogant if he tried. And he says it like it's obvious, which just pisses me off for some reason.

Though Remya seems to think it's cute. She gives him a smile before saying,"I'm Remya, Shraddha's cousin and this is -"

"Oh! I already met little miss punchy over there but I couldn't get her name , she ran away before I could ask her", he says winking at me.

"- Meera , Shraddha's sister", Remya finishes looking wide eyed at me. She has an accusing look on her face.

I turn towards Vikram, "I didn't run away, I just didn't want fo see or talk to you", I say glaring at him.

He places his hand over his heart faking hurt, "Mean. Is she always this mean or am I just special?", he asks Remya.

She looks between us obviously drawing some conclusion before facing Vikram,"No, you must be special if you brought meanie Meera out." She smiles at him but it turns into a slight frown when she asks,"what happened to your jaw?"

He lifts his hand to touch his jaw where a slight purple bruise is already visible. I feel a little guilty but that quickly turns into annoyance when he looks at me, smiling wickedly before turning to Remya "Oh, she didn't tell you? Apparently Meera thought I was too good looking for my own good, So she punched me. Again, I feel so special."

Remya's jaw drops to the floor, "You punched him? Seriously?"

I glare at the grinning fool before turning to her, "What was I supposed to do? He turned up at the door late last night and started making inappropriate jokes when I asked him who he was. You guys were asleep upstairs, I didn't have my phone with me and there was no one else in the house or nearby. I freaked out. He could've just said he was Karthik's friend. It's not my fault that he's creepy. And I only punched him when he grabbed me", I glare at Vikram, who looks a little offended.

"Hey! First of all I didn't make inappropriate jokes, I made a joke but it's you who made it all inappropriate in your head. Second of all, I thought it was obvious that I was not some stranger since I had all my luggage with me. And lastly, I just grabbed your hand because you were going to slam the door in my face", he says as if I was the one overreacting. "And I don't look creepy", he adds as an afterthought.

Remya has a stupid smile that says 'I know something that you don't' as she looks at me and Vikram. "Whatever", I say ignoring her knowing look.

Vikram who was leaning against the doorway suddenly beelines towards where I'm sitting on the counter and stops when he's just a few inches from me. He leans towards me as he grabs a cup from the cup holder behind me, all the while looking into my eyes.

My lips part with an inaudible gasp at his proximity and his eyes drop to my lips, lingering for a second there before he looks back at me with a smirk. He turns away from me looking smug for some reason.

"Can I get some coffee?", He asks Remya as he moves to stand next to me. "Sure, help yourself", she says with a rather chipper tone.

He pours coffee standing a little too close to me. His arms brush mine as he takes the cup from the counter and he looks at me as he adds the sugar before stirring it. "See you later, ladies", he says smiling and with a wink in my direction he leaves the kitchen taking the cup of coffee with him.

I fell a little better knowing he's about to take a sip of the world's shittiest coffee. And if he's anything like me, then his whole day will be ruined with shitty coffee. But obviously I love it.

I wait, knowing Remya, and sure enough she hounds me with questions and she doesn't give me any time to answer. Not that I have any answers.

"Wow! That was so hot, the way he was looking at you, like he wanted to eat you whole", she says fanning herself.

"That's really gross and I didn't know you were into cannibalism. Your kink is getting out of control", I tell her.

"Oh please!",she rolls her eyes at me, "you know what I'm talking about. You looked like you wanted him to more that just look at you. Don't insult my observation skills by acting oblivious", she says, making me roll my eyes. She's so damn wrong. She's so wrong that she doesn't even know she's wrong anymore.

I jump down from the counter and put the sup in the sink, "I don't have time to waste for your crazy talk. Thanks for the shitty coffee but we need to get ready for the haldi ceremony before eight or Shraddha will have our heads. And it looks to me you're not ready yet. Good luck finding a free bathroom. I'm taking ours", I give her an evil grin before rushing upstairs.

"You bitch!", I hear her yell as she runs after me but I'm already at the door and I quickly get inside our bathroom and lock the doors. "You'll pay for that", she hisses from outside before huffing and I laugh at her before stripping out of my pajamas and taking a much needed hot shower.