Indian Turkish love

Chapter 3

Shraddha pov

I was standing at the bus stop waiting for the bus to come suddenly a bike stopped in front of me.
When the guy removed his helmet I saw it was Rocky, the so-called bad boy, of the college.
"Hi Shraddha, need a lift?"he asked cockily.
I think this guy doesn't understand that I am not interested in him. He has been chasing me since the time he got to know that I am a girl who isn't attracted to any guy and has now boyfriend till now.
"No, thank you Rocky, I am fine here. You should leave." I replied to him.
" Babe the offer stands till your bus comes. Till then you can talk to me." He said
Uff ya uff this guy will not leave me.
My phone started ringing. It was mom.

OTP
"Hey mom." I answered the phone.

"Shraddha you have to come home early today, we have to go to your aunt's house. Today a family is coming to see you're cousin so hurry up. Ok?" She told me.

"OK ok ma I am waiting for the bus, I'll reach in a few minutes. Ok bye now." I replied back.

"Ok bye." She replied and cut the call.

I was just putting my phone back when the idiot, who was still standing in front me, I don't know why, but eh, he asked me again.
This time I know I couldn't say no, of course because I have to hurry home.
" fine but no unnecessary business." I said pointing at him.

Then I climbed behind him and put my bag in between us so I don't have to touch him.
He started the bike and took off with a full speed that even I got scared and held his leather jacket.

Before entering our mohalla I told Rocky to stop the bike out only. I didn't want anyone to see me with a boy.
What to do tongues can cause more problems than anything.

He stopped and asked me " I deserve a date for this lift. You can ask anything from me, I will give it to you. You know I am rich, right?"
"Sorry? What did you say? Me? On a date? With you? No thank you. But I would like to correct you on one thing, you are not the one who is rich it is your father. Ok?" I replied making him red with rage.

I got off and went home.

Entering home u saw my mom and dad were running around getting things ready and shruti, my sister, was in the room getting dolled up.
I stared at everything then I also went to my room to get ready.
Wearing black bell bottoms and a cream colored top with black heels and went down.
Reaching my cousin's house , I saw the car of the guest. I think we are late. And the occasion went on the whole night .
Next day morning when I went to the shop to buy milk and bread I heard one of my neighbours talking about me.
"Namaste aunty, kaise ho? Kis baare mein baathe chal rhi hai?" I asked her.
"Kuch nhi beta. Par Kal tumhe ek ladka chodne aaya tha, vo Kaun tha?"asking carefully.
There she goes.
"Vo aapke liye nhi aaya tha aunty. Ok ab mein chalthi hu. Bye" I replied back
"Koi sharam nhi hai is ladki mein. Mere liye kyu aayega vo." She whispered
( "hello aunty how are you? What are you gossiping about?" "Nothing child. But tell me who was the boy who dropped you here yesterday?" "One thing that I know is that he didn't come for you."  "This girl has no shame. Why would he come for me?")