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Arya's POV

AFTER CLASS

"Isha, I want to talk to you"
I hear myself saying and that girl shoves me away and just as she tries to walk away,I catch by her hand.

"Please, I don't want to talk!!" She yells.

"And that's what your problem is ma'am, you always love to run away from situations." I backfire.

Fuck. Her eyes become soft did I again hurt her.

"Listen,I am sorry, I didn't mean that" I apologise for 100th time since I met her.

"So you can see I don't know how to behave properly in front of anyone, but what I said to you in the auditorium was wrong." I say.

I don't know why I am even saying this shit, but yeah her expression is worth it, for the first time she is smiling and she looks so good...fuck.

"So you're apologizing to me" she smiles.

"Yeah" I grin which she notices and rolls her eyes again for the 100th time since she met me.

"But girl I don't promise that I won't hurt you again, maybe I will but I will try to not to" I say and she gives me her cute smile as a gift.

"Bye" she says I think the school is over.

I give her a confused look and say
"Why Bye lets go together atleast till the gate where that old fogey will be standing!!"

"He is my driver uncle, don't curse at him, Arya" she yells.

"Sorry" I say this is my fate to say sorry to her every single moment.

"Fine" she smiles.

We take our bag and walk down the corridor.

"I heard that you would like to take 'I am Malala' book as your birthday gift" I say.

She freezes and looks at me half irritated and half confused maybe.

"Hey don't look at me like that way" I defend.

"Wait a minute!!! How did you know?" She asks me.

Fuck. Why the hell I told her!!

"Um-sofia was talking about you so I asked her the matter she told me" and I say the fucking truth.

"Oh, so you were literally stalking me" she smiles irritatingly at me and then leaves with her driver uncle, cringe.

When I stop and see around myself I see that I have already reached the gate.

"See you tomorrow" I answer without answering her first question.

"Tomorrow is Sunday" she shouts and vanishes from my eyesight.

I smile. Arya since when did you start smiling like other guys I ask myself.

This girl is getting on my nerves and I have to do something to prevent it.

At that time I thought it was normal, I thought I would forget about her within a year, that day I was fighting with myself to not to fall for her, to not care about her.

But the more I tried to stop, the more I wanted to know about her, even if it is a small, intricate detail about her, like the birthday gift she dreamt about.

At the end of the day I wanted protect her, and wanted to make her
happy.

Song for the chapter: Enchanted by Taylor Swift

[Written: 12/03/22]
[Edited: 27/03/23, 7:55am]
PS: someone bring tissues 🧿

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