❝𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐘𝐨𝐮❞【✓】

❀Seventeen❀

Third Person's Pov-

"Mohsin , take my hand"

"Shivangi? Why are you here?"

Shivangi smiled .

"I'm going to tell you everything about weird things that's been going on in your life"

Mohsin was confused of what Shivangi was saying.

"You mean starting from all the letters and clues , all the photos that is in my brother's USB , the tattoo--"

"Yes , I'll tell you"

Shivangi and Mohsin sat down on the wooden bench , Mohsin was ready to listen Shivangi.

"A girl and a boy were sitting down under a cherry blossom tree . The boy confessed to the girl that he likes her"

Shivangi remembers the day of the proposal .

She continues

"And they were in a relationship for a couple of years . But one day , the boy was--"

"Oh my God his hand moved"

Mohsin's pov -

Fuck . Where am I?

I'm at the hospital again?

Did I just pass out again?

"Mohsin , you're okay!" Mom said , tears were filled in her eyes.

"Why do you keep fainting?" My brother asked .

"I don't know , wait what happened?" I asked my family.

"Well you were coming out of the car and you passed out , again" My dad answered.

"Did I actually?"

All of my family members nodded.

And again , I kept having dreams about Shivangi , and I feel...

CONNECTED.
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The next day -

Today morning , I feel like I'm gonna get Monday blues . And again , my day starts as normal as ever. Parth , Niti and of course Natalia . No notes . No letters . No clues . Just a normal day .

Perhaps not .

I forgot to lock my locker last time. I found a sticky note inside my locker.

"Dear you , had a really nice dream last afternoon? ;) Btw wooden bench - s"

Oh she actually put her initial . Wait-- how does she know i had a dream? Shs is actually really creepy.

Ringgg

Here goes a boring Monday.
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After school -

Third Person's Pov -

Mohsin went to play basketball at his school's basketball court . When he was practicing shooting the ball too the hoop , the wall went under a bench when he suddenly remembered what Shivangi wrote.

"...btw wooden bench - s"

Shit .

"Mohsin!! Give me the ball" Abhishekh shouted .

Mohsin quickly returned the ball to Abhishekh.

"Sorry guys , have to go really quick"

Mohsin rushed and ran .

"Where is he going in a rush?" Asked Parth.

"I don't know , probably his mom caught him doing--"

"Abhi"

"Sorry"
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Mohsin rushed to find a wooden bench near the school . But , no luck . He came to this park , qere he and Shivangi met up for the first time. He put his bag somewhere he didn't know and he sat down . A person tapped his shoulder and he looked back .

"You came, Mohsin"

He looked back and saw it was Shivangi . She didn't try to cover up her face. Mohsin realized she starts to gain confidence.

"Why did you want to meet up?" Mohsin asked.

"Well...first , thankyou so much for saving me last weekend . I wouldn't be here if it wasn't you , who saved me" Shivangi replied and smiled.

"Oh gosh her smile is so beautif--" Mohsin thought and he realized what was he thinking .

"And weren't you shocked and confused why do I know about your dream when you fainted?" Shivangi continued .

Mohsin was shocked once again . He didn't expect Shivangi knew about him fainting.

"How did you--"

"Because I was there"
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To be continued...
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17th Chapter is out . Hope you like it!💙.
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Precap : • Flashback and
• Mohsin hurts Shivangi

Please guys do tell me is the story going good or no ?
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Bye 👋,
Sudipta 💕
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