Chap 14
She went to shopping to get a dress for clubbing. She got simple white dress, she remembered what Aryan had said. Then she went to Aryan house who was already working out.
"Kahan thi?" He asked
"Shopping"
"I thought you hate shopping"
"But i had to get a dress for tonight" she said
"Ah okay" Aryan said continuing with his pushups
She saw his back , with old bruises. She sat down "Whats up with these bruises?" She asked
"Kuch nai"
"Bolo aur i will tell zara that you have these and she will make you say it unless she knows" She said
"She doesn't. Fine. Cycling isnt my favorite sport. Fighting is "
"What you mean?" She asked
"I go to illegal fights and participate. Its thrilling"
"Oh god Aryan" She smacked her head
"How come you are professor and also a fighter? I cant get thru past my head"
"Am all rounder" he said smugly
"Can i come ?" She asked
"No. Not a place for you" he immediately replied
"Can Zara come?" She tested
"Yes she can she is my bestie. But she doesnt know she would kill me if she finds out" he finished his workout and now cleaning his face with towel.
"Acha but its a place for her?" She asked
"She is cool like that, you are too innocent and i dont want you in that place" He said
"And now go get ready, we will hit traffic"
"Hmm" She got up and looked at him before she went to dress.
She was ready within half hour, when she came down Aryan mouth was hanging open. He had never seen her get ready this way. He closed his mouth realizing his stance.
"Lets go, we will pick zara no?" She asked
"Yes"
"And i have invited Advait forgot to tell you"
"What why?" He asked
"What you mean what why? When i give you and Zara sometime i would need company so i called him" She shrugged
Aryan was mad and he didnt even know why. Zara looked gorgeous in black dress, Imlie smiled and Zara behaved nicely with her as well.
Advait was waiting for them outside club, Aryan who was walking with Zara kept his attention on Advait. Once they got the entry, they booked a booth first and sat.
Advait was tapping fingers and foot "Imlie thanks Yar for inviting. But Professor ke saath its awkward" he told her
"I told you whats going on. Keep quiet" she had told everything to Advait regarding her deal
Aryan heard that and got pissed, "Imlie come with me to bar" giving his hand.
"Sure"
"You told him?" He asked coldly
"Yes. Otherwise he would question me endlessly" she replied
Aryan didnt know what to say, "Whatever"
"Lets dance first " Imlie offered
"No" Aryan said angrily
"Dance with me if you want Zara jealous" Aryan blankly nodded and danced with Imlie, soon Zara came "Aru now dance with me too please. I remember during college we used to party so much" She said putting her hands around his neck and started to sway.
Imlie smiled and winked at Aryan and went to Advait.
"Imlie" Advait started
"Bolna" Imlie said drinking water
"Dance i want to dance chal" Imlie smiled and went with him. Imlie and Advait danced enjoying themselves, Aryan's eyes were whole time at them and soon as advait touched her waist he snapped "Excuse me" he left Zara and went to them.
"She is my girlfriend" he snapped taking her away
"Ha but sir we are giving you space with Zara" Advaid said nervously
"Yes but we are acting. I need to dance with her too or Zara wont get jealous again. Aryan grabbed Imlie and took her away from Advait.
"Are what's the problem?" Imlie asked
"Hum acting kar rahe hai then lets keep it that way. Tu uske saath itna close hogi mere saamne wont zara doubt? So i have to act jealous" He said irritated. But truth was he was jealous in real and he couldnt figure out why is he feeling that way. He looked over Zara who was now dancing with random guy and he didnt even feel little jealous.
Imlie followed his eyes "Aryan go she is dancing with some dude. You must be damn jealous right now go" she pushed him to go but he sat and drank a shot.
"Aryan this is right time show her you are jealous , am telling you go " She said trying to grab his hand but he angrily took it away. Advait came to them "Imlie you two just sitting lets dance"
"Yea. Aryan go" Imlie again told him and took Advait's hand.
Aryan got pissed he followed them, and grabbed Imlie "Lets go home"
"Are what happen" Imlie asked confused
"Ghar chal. Am not feeling well" he insisted
"Ok but lets get Zara" Imlie went to Zara who joined them.
"You ok Aru?" Zara touched his head
"No can we go sorry for ruining your nignt Zaru" he said
"Are koi nai. I will come over to your house directly"
"Ok lets go" Aryan said
Advait "I will stay and enjoy you guys carry on"
"You sure? We can drop you" Imlie offered
"No let him stay if he wants " Aryan snapped. Imlie looked at him weird
Advait declined and stayed back.
In the car , Zara said "Aru aaj no compliments? I wore your favorite color" she asked
"You look gorgeous always" looking at rearview
mirror but Imlie eyes were outside of window.
"I know! Thank you Aru. I love black too you know"
"Yes I know but Zara aaj batau tujhe White is always been my favorite color. It was my mom favorite color" he said looking at Zara sadly
"Oh my god Aru never knew. So wait black was your favorite because its mine!!" She squealed in excitement.
"Yes" he replied but he was staring in rear view
Mirror now and then.
"Aww Aru" She hide hugged as he drove.
Imlie knew that day when he mentioned he said he loves seeind her in white. The truth was she doesnt own any white clothes, and she knew that day white was his actual favorite just like Italian food isnt his favorite. Daal chawal was, because when he was eating he had sukoon on his face as if he was pulled into his childhood.
Italian was Zara favorite, Cycling was Zara favorite. He loves fighting illegal it was still.
