Arranged in love

12. First fight

Abir walked out without saying any word to Nishant. Mishti and Arohi were talking about their roles and story line of the movie. Abir joined them but he wasn't listening to them nor he was saying a word as his heart was lost in his own thoughts. Nishant's words were sounding so confident that they shook his trust on Mishti. He wanted to confront Mishti but he had nothing to ask her because she didn't do anything wrong. Nishant also joined them. Four of them were ready to hang out except Abir. He was physically there but not mentally. Mishti could see that something was wrong with him. So, she dragged him in a corner and asked him the reason behind his lost behaviour.

Mishti (worriedly)- Kuch hua hai kya Abir?? Tum kaha khoye hue ho??

Abir (nonchalantly)- Kuch nahi hua, Mishti. I'm just tired.

Mishti - Abir, hum plan cancel kar dete hain. You should rest.

Abir (rudely)- Nahi. Koi plan cancel nahi hoga. Chalo.

Abir sat inside the car where Arohi and Nishant were already sitting. Abir was sitting on driving seat and Arohi was sitting next to him. Nishant was sitting on back seat. Mishti walked to car and looked for a seat. The seat just next to Nishant was empty but she wanted to sit beside Abir. She was about to ask Arohi to shift to back seat but then she realised that it would not sound good. So, she indirectly asked her to do it.

Mishti (sweetly)- Arohi, mujhe back seat pe anxiety hoti hai. Can you please give me your seat??

Arohi (raised eyebrows)- Okay. But aate waqt mai aage baithungi.

Mishti nodded and Arohi shifted back to give her seat to mishti. Mishti sat on front seat just next to Abir. She observed Abir throughout the journey. Abir was lost somewhere. He wasn't participating in any chat and driving very quietly. Mishti tried to distract  him.

Mishti (loudly)- Wese, Abir tumhara favourite singer kon hai??

Abir didn't even look at her and didn't answer. Mishti's smile fell and Nishant noticed it all.

Nishant (chuckled)- Mishti, tum bhi kisey pooch rahi ho. He's boring. Kyu Mr. Boring?

Abir (frustrated)- Just shut up you guys! Tum thode chup nahi reh sakte. 

Mishti was astonished to see Abir's indifferent behaviour. She knew that he was mature and he liked silence but he never talked to his co-stars like this.

Mishti (seriously)- What happened Abir? Itna kyu gussa kar rahe ho??

Abir (whispering to mishti)- Tumhe kyu bura lag raha hai kyuki maine  tumhare Nishant ko daant diya??

Mishti (shocked and frustrated)- What do you mean by tumhara Nishant ?? Are you insane?

Abir (furiously)- Tumne hi kaha tha nah ki tum uski bohot badi fan ho.??

Mishti (slamming her head)- Abir, Haan mai uski fan hoon but it doesn't mean ki woh mera hai. How can you say rubbish?? Are you in your......

Abir (frustrated)- Just, don't talk to me Mishti.

Mishti grew silent. She was confused to see his strange behaviour towards her. She decided to talk to him in person. So, she just stayed quiet.

Car stopped near a big restaurant. There was a little crowd there. Four of them stepped down the car and walked inside the restaurant. Abir passed menu to others. Nishant was shocked to see names of Indian food in menu.

Nishant (pleasantly surprised)- WOW! yaha Indian food bhi milta hai. Great! Should we order??

Abir (rudely)- But we're in London. Hum Indian food toh India mein bhi khate hi hain nah, so I think we should order something different.