SAMAIRA
"Hellllooo! Open the door yaaaar!"
Someone knocked so hard that it broke my sleep. It was 10 AM, but I had no desire to face the world. I could tell this was the fifth or sixth time the person banged on the door—it got louder every minute.
"Cominggg!" I yelled back.
"Fasttttt!!" Her frustrated voice gave her away.
Richa was back from her hometown, and the timing couldn't be worse.
I yawned, my eyes traveling to Virat who was sleeping on the couch. His one leg rested on the couch and the other on the floor, balancing him out.
I chuckled , imagining how uncomfortable that must be. I knew he stayed just to look after me.
How adorable he is!
I quickly got up before Richa could hurl another abuse.
I opened the door, dragging her inside before anyone could see him sleeping in my room.
"Woahhhh!" she exclaimed at my action.
"What took you so long to open the door?" She raised an eyebrow and turned to see Virat.
And here comes the drama!
"What the actual fuck!!!!" she shouted, breaking Virat's sleep.
He saw Richa, casually smiled, and stood up, stretching and yawning.
Meanwhile, I started sweating, my hands went cold. It was all too much.
God!!! Please save me!
"What the hell is he doing here? Was he here all night? Samaira, what's going on?" She threw her luggage, demanding an answer.
He smiled like an idiot and waved. She replied with a confused look.
"I'll explain everything, Rich. Just calm down! But you were supposed to come tomorrow."
I groaned in frustration.
I hadn't expected her today, but nothing in my life was going as expected.
"Oh well! Can you blame me? Thank god I came early." She chuckled sarcastically.
I took a deep breath, trying to calm down, but I was far from it.
"Virat, please go. I'll see you later, but please go now!" I looked at him to just follow my instructions without a question.
One person at a time, please! My mind was about to burst!
He looked at me with all the love and passion, and I felt at home. The connection was so genuine. I knew he wasn't ready to leave, but I had to ask him to sort things out.
"Fine!" He frowned, picking up his bag.
I waited for him to go so I could explain everything to Richa.
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