Kabeer's POV:
Sitting at the bar counter with my 7th glass almost empty. Ankur's words kept running in my head. He told me EVERYTHING....
My mind just thought Why? Why? And why? Why did this unknown girl help me so much
She first got things done for the show, saved me form getting framed. What does she want from me? Money? Higher position? What could it be? Nobody helps you without any reason or profit in today's world. So what is her motive?
I kept thinking in confusion."Sir, our bar is about to close" Said the waitress.
I gave her a full glance. She is hot. Good hair, big boobs, nice curve, long legs, hight ok. Red lips like cheery and pretty eyes too. I smirked at her and she smiled slightly.
I closed my eyes to see me do her in anyway. But, something unexpected happened. Sanjana's face came to my view. I quickly opened my eye in horror. What the hell? Maybe just because I'm thinking too much about her.
"Sir, could you please leave as we are going to shut down"
She said politely again bringing me out of my thoughts."Where do you live?" I asked her leaning on the counter.
"Sorry sir?" She questioned.
"I asked, where you stay?"
I said again going in reach of her wrist which is on the counter.She moved her hands before I could hold them and said very politely again.
"Sorry sir we are not allowed to share personal information with our customers. Please could you leave soon. You're the last at the bar""Hmmm... I took a long breath.
"Good bye!" I said and got up.
"Good night sir, thank you please visit again"
She said bowing down.I walked out somehow and got to my car. I should have taken a taxi, I'm regretting sending my driver earlier. I'm so drunk that my eyes are shutting on its own. My phone rang twice but I didn't pick up nor saw who it was. Anyway I managed and stopped the car near a tree.
I came out of the car and walked till the gate, I pushed open the grill and walked up the steps in the side to the penthouse. I stood out of the door and knocked loudly.
After three knocks the door opened and I'm shocked would be an understatement. What the fuck is she doing here?
My mind stopped working for a minute. I'm so puzzled."You? What the hell are you doing here?" I asked her loudly.
"I should be asking you that question?" She replied in wonder and confusion.
"You are at my place, why are you here?" I said looking at her annoyingly.
"I guess you're badly drunk to even know where you are"
She said and hit her forehead.I looked around outside and I actually don't recognize the area. I pushed her aside and walked in, I gave the hall room and attached open kitchen a deep look and confirmed she is right. I'm not at my house.
I stood in the middle of the house while she stood near the door step with her hands to her chest and a stern face.
"Hi, I was just passing by so thought to 'Surprise' you! I hope you're not disturbed?"
I said trying to be as cool and normal."Hello sir, so good to see you! I'm glad you crashed into my house" She said walking in and voice filled with sarcasm.
"I'm sorry" I said looking down guilty scratching my neck.
There was silence, I looked up back at her clam and soft face. Damn at this moment I could eat up every inch of her meat and she would be left bones.
Her eyes, nose, lips, breast, hips, butt, hair....shit what can I say that is not good. Her everything is perfect to perfect.She came forward and stood close to me. I looked into her blue eyes, they have some shine that pulls me in. And I don't know how to stop myself around this girl. She kept her right hand on my forehead and checked my temperature I guess. She became a little worried.
"Sir, you're having a fever"
She said softly in worry.I kept quit not saying anything.
"Come with me"
She said and pulled my hand.She brought me into some room and made me sit on the bed. She went to the one of drawer near the cupboard and brought out the first aid box. She took the thermometer and gestured me to open my mouth. I did just as told. After a few minutes she pulled the meter out and gasped keeping her hans on her chest. Her eyes grew big in worry.
"You've got 102 fever. How did you even drive till here? How did you manage not to faint?" She asked in shock and worry.
I just kept looking into her....
"Take off your jacket and lay here, I'll come in a minute"
She said and went out.I took off my jacket and stood up. I looked around the room.
It's pretty and cosy. Walls painted in lemon, table near the window with a money plant, two three family frames on the walls and one on the bed side table. One long sofa on the opposite wall of the bed
and a tiny brown center table.The whole room smells of her lavender fragrance and I'm liking it for some reason. This girl is giving me a hard time. I've never felt such a pull before. Why do I feel like this I don't know. My eyes fell on a frame of her alone. These eyes which pierce my heart, these lips which call me constantly.
Suddenly my head stung. It's a killing pain, I'm cold too. I went up to the bed and put my head down. Sleep is not coming because of head pain I guess.
I heard her footsteps and acted like sleeping. Then after a pause I felt the thermometer under my arm.
"My God, he has a really high fever"
She whispered to herself.But obviously I can hear her very clearly.
Then I again felt a cold cloth on my forehead. It stung me a little and I whined a bit. She dabbed the cloth and covered me fully. I heard the window close and the heater switch on near the bed. Again she came and changed the cloth on my forehead.
She sat beside me and held my hand.
"Thank god at least he came here and did not meet with any accident"
She spoke to herself aloud."Why do these men drink and drive? Don't you guys think of your families at once" She said and slapped my arm slightly.
I laughed slowly and softly. Soon hearing her voice and stupid theory of men, women and family. In the middle of her changing the cold cloth. I fell asleep at ease...
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