Prejudiced(A Hardik Pandya Fanfiction) |Slow Updates|

Chapter 23

I tossed around on the couch. The cringeworthy noises from the room beside, was hurting my ears. I still can't believe Hardik brought that whore at our place. Moreover, with the trail of clothes fallen around, who knows if they even started it before entering the building and making the neighbors aware. Disgusting!

Slumber wasn't hitting my eyes tonight. No, this wasn't because I was in a couch, with Kavya occupying my bed and throwing herself around like there's no tomorrow. I fact, I have slept on this couch before. It's just that something felt so off-bit tonight.

I mean, I even fell off sleeping while I was lost in the pages of K. Webster's 'Prince Charming', pondering on while such a man could actually enter a girl's life in real! Can an ordinary girl like me actually has any possibility to have her own story where she, too, gets lost in the string of life, only to be found and cherished by that perfect person who knocks the door to her heart in one epiphanic moment.

The thought itself got me to the moments in the ceremony today. I can imagine how crazy and suspicious I sounded while aligning myself with Hardik at the entrance. But, why did do that? Why did I actually entered the party? Was there actually a purpose of the universe behind this?

The restlessness consumed my body as I tossed myself again. I made myself determined not to think of any negative aspects of the party like entering aside Hardik and his bitch, Hardik teasing me while displaying his awful humor to his friends, me shouting on him and Rahul telling e I had upset Hardik. Given no positive input, I tried to eliminate Pandya off my pack of memories.

Much better...

But, there was definitely something that was still bothering me.

Those clear yet confused eyes, that charming smile and the gentle attitude of Shreyas wasn't leaving my head.

"Well Shreyas for you in that case.."

"That's unique..."

"...it was really great seeing you Eshaanvi. Hope, you'll meet again.."

I sat up, trying to clear my head up.

Shall we actually meet again? But, how?

As my mind wandered over the possible ways I might see the young Indian batsman again, my head critiqued my weird thoughts.

God! Why am I actually thinking this so deep? He probably met ten other girls like that in the party and me...

Wait! Did I make things too obvious to him? Was I throwing myself at him?

Ugh!

I put the cushions around my head to block the thoughts.

Easy...let's count back from 100...

100, 99, 98, 97, ...... ....... ......

^^^^^

'....and I told you several times that I'm not gonna tolerate any kind of filth at my place!' I heard another yell.

'Relax, man! You already got your revenge by insulting her and probably, ending the beautiful thing between us!' the other voice spoke loud.

Shit!

The worst part about sleeping is, it never comes when you wait for it and it completely knocks you out when you try to get rid of it.

'Oh! So, you wanted to continue this fling with that girl? Have you ever thought how  Natasha's gonna feel when she learns this?'

'Listen man! You don't have to worry about that! Nattie's fine with everything. We are in a open relationship and she knew pretty well what was gonna turn up if she allowed me and Julie to go out alone!'