Kande Beach

Into You

Nishaan's POV:

I was nervous but looking forward to today's tuition with him. Yesterday was crazy. Thank god to that dog or wolf, whatever it was, because of it he noticed me or else I was just going to freeze to death outside. It wasn't winter but I was only wearing a short skirt and a top. I thought he'd let me in but he didn't, not until that stupid, giant dog came and messed up my arm. I looked at the now red turned into purple claw marks. They kind of looked pretty like a 3-D messy tangled threads and I loved how it was bruised artfully. It was a beautiful Design.

It hurt?

Of course. b

But what had happened, had happened. I had been fallen and got bruised loads of time so this was nothing. I had more injuries and this was just another one but a beautiful one. I captured a picture of it and posted it directly on my Instagram with the caption "Art on Mars". Within some seconds, I started receiving likes and comments. Tones of likes.

I instagramed a lot. I loved it. I called myself Nirvana Jefferson.

Yes, that was my username. I had three hundred million followers and it was the fake me. I loved pretending the mean, popular girl. There were me smiling fakely, Me showing off my richness, My thrust traps, me parting and clubbing etc. Plus my dad's PR Team used it as a promotional platform. So I knew I was getting a call from Vicky, telling me that I couldn't post anything without discussing with her.

Like I listen. I smirked.

I used Nirvana a lot, almost everyday. But when I come home and enter my room, I become Nishaan. The silent, mood less and hungry for attention Nishaan.

Noah didn't come, nor his girlfriend and his friends. I kind of miss him. Come on he was my first friend here, he offered me a diet cola while no one looked at me. I missed car racing with him, I miss hugging him, I miss laughing with his friends and mostly I missed his control over me.

I wondered what went wrong? Why was he behaving like that? I knew I didn't like him that way but I wanted him to like me. I wanted him to walk behind me and chase me but now that he was gone I was missing him. Why was that?

I Brushed off these thought out of my mind.

I came home early and decided to get a ready a little bit. I was so confused to decide a cute outfit. Since this was my first day I decided to keep it simple. I wore a short shorts and a v neck white t- shirt. I wore lots of chains on my neck and wore lots of bracelets. My hair was naturally wavy so it didn't need styling. They were looking pretty. I applied a pink eye liner and applied a plain lip balm.

Yes! a pink liner.

I had customized it liner from Mars cosmetics.

I won't deny that I actually wanted to look good, for him. There I took my notebooks and headed out. As we were a block or two away from his house I asked Mr. Cahill to park away after dropping me off.

"Can you park a little bit far, yard or 2 yard away?" I turned to Mr. Cahill.

"Sure but why? Are you embarrassed of me now?" He joked.

"God, no, I love you. I just... don't want him to think I'm spoiled brat," I checked my face in the car mirror. Secrets from Monsta X was playing the background, making me little bit horny? Or nervous.

I was excited but thinking about him gave me something in my stomach.

"Believe me he does!" I turned to him and pouted.

"No but still," I gave him a sincere look and he agreed. Then I stepped out and made my way to his house. I was nervous as hell but excited to see him. The evening was pretty. The neighborhood was pretty and I must say he had chosen a very Lovely neighborhood. I yelled and knocked.