Ishqi left but as for Ahaan, he stayed at his place thinking about what Ishqi said. Has she really moved on? Was she dating Justin now?
Ahaan wanted answers but also feared asking questions...
Being in his thoughts he left Ishqi's house to get his mind clear. While strolling though, Ahaan bumped into a guy...
Ahaan- I'm sorry...
The Guy- it's alright...
As the guy was leaving Ahaan noticed a stratch on his hand and he suddenly remembered the night he came to London, the night his stuff got stolen...
Even though there was a high possibility that this guy cannot be the thief, Ahaan still followed him...
As the guy reached his house and opened the door Ahaan saw his bag inside. Without wasting any other minute Ahaan pounced on the guy and punched him on the face...
The guy was no less even he started punching Ahaan. After a few minutes of this the guy got tired and sotpped punching. He lay on the floor with blood all over his face. Ahaan entered the house and took his stuff...
He took a look once and made that everything was in there. Everything else was there but his phone was missing...
Ahaan- where is my phone?
The theif, who was badly injured somehow managed to pull out the phone from his pocket and handed it to Ahaan...
Ahaan without saying anything left...
As he checked his phone he saw 20 missed calls from Kartik and atleast 30 missed calls from his other family members...
It's just the second day and his over protective family managed to call him 50 times...
After his fight with Ishqi he felt like it would be good for both of them to just leave each other on their condition. Ahaan immediately went to Ishqi's cafe and as he entered he saw Ishqi sitting on a chair in a corner holding Justin's hands...
Ahaan just wanted to punch Justin as well. But, he somehow controlled himself and as he was leaving Ishqi saw him...
She immediately followed him outside...
Ishqi- Ahaan...
Ahaan didn't stop just kept walking...
Ishqi- Ahaan rukiye...
Ahaan still kept going...
Ishqi- avm...
This time Ahaan stopped it was really hard not to cry at this moment for him because he was hearing probably the best nickname given to him for the first time in two years...
Ishqi went towards him and saw that his hands were covered in blood and his lips were bleeding...
She figured out that he finally found the theif. She said nothing and just took his hand and started walking towards the cafe...
Meanwhile Justin had left...
Ishqi made Ahaan sit and started attending his wound while he just kept looking at her face...
All of their memories came flooded back to him while he simply started at her. Their silly fights, her cute tantrums, her cute faces, nicknames she gave him, everything...
Ahaan hated himself at that moment for letting her go. He should've tried to salvage their relationship but he made it worse...
As Ahaan was looking at her he saw treas beaming through her eyes. But, Ahaan didn't know the reason behind them. Ahaan knew Ishqi was not that weak to cry about his wounds and the cuts weren't even that deep...
Ahaan- Ishqi tum ro rahi ho?
Ishqi- nahi toh... It looks like aapko aapka chor milgaya. Toh mujhse chutkara?
She said the last sentence as kind of a question. She was sad and disappointed. She needed the closure...
Ahaan- not before one last talk Ishqi... I think we both deserve this, atleast you...
Ishqi- hmm...
Ahaan- soo tonight 8 pm? I will send you the address...
Ishqi- sure...
Saying this Ahaan went to his hotel while Ishqi stayed at the restaurant...
At 7 pm...
TO BE CONTINUED
Firstly, sorry for not uploading. Secondly, sorry for uploading such a small part. Next part will come in this week for sure...
Byee...
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