Yes, I Ran Away! (Now Available on Amazon)

Chapter 11 - The Coffee

-The Coffee-

"Welcome to Kapoor Residence, Ms. Shah." I mentally slapped myself for coming with him. I looked at him and he was already staring at me with an evil glint in his eyes.

"Why are we here?" I asked, trying to ignore his malicious gaze. I asked despite knowing, hoping ignorance will somehow change the fate.

He ignored me instead and drove further through the gate that opened, this place was huge..Most of the houses were modern but this mansion looked like some modern Indian Palace. It was a perfect combination of traditional Indian and modern American architecture, with a blend of Spanish architecture probably to honour his mother's half Spanish decency.

"Why are we here?" I asked again as he parked the car in front of the mansion's entrance. From close, it looked more elegant and bigger.

He got out of the car and in a blink opened my door.

"Don't fake chivalry, answer my question." I frowned while he practically dragged me out of the car.

"You just can't keep quiet, can you?" He asked with irritation clearly audible in his voice.

"No. I deserve to know why we are here." I tried sounding confident but probably failed.

"Just follow me and keep quiet." He commanded in his authoritative voice which made me want to smack him but instead, I decided to do as told, it was his territory after all.

I followed him inside and oh gosh was it beautiful! This place is a real palace. And I could very easily spot the king and queen of this palace, Mr. & Mrs. Kapoor.

Someone just tell me this is the part where you start hallucinating because of the hangover you had an hour ago!

They looked engrossed in something and I took the chance to turn around and run away but Vivaan held my arm in a tight grip.

"You are not running away this time." He hissed at me, all I could do was to look at him with wide eyes.

"Are you crazy? You said we are going for a coffee! This by no means--" I was in the middle of my sentence when I was interrupted by a very high pitched girly voice.

"VIVAAN!" The loudness of the voice gave me a headache again, and when I saw the source of this over-excited voice, I could make out Vivaan cursing under his breath.

This girl looked like she walked straight out of the runway, a true blue-eyed beauty. Her dress was bright yellow and for a second blinded me with its brightness. She was beautiful if that does justice to her. Her hair was in a messy bun and her make-up was perfectly applied.

Great! I met a model while I look like a half beaten zombie. 

Life, why you so unfair?

I looked at Mr. & Mrs. Kapoor whose eye was now trained on me. Vivaan held my hand and walked towards his parents and the unknown model-like girl. He greeted his parents and I just stood there rooted to the ground not being able to comprehend what was happening around me.

Suddenly Mrs. Kapoor hugged me and greeted me, I was just too stunned to say or do anything. A hug was the last thing I was expecting from her!
Instead of doing anything, I just kept on staring at Vivaan who in turn was being stared by that girl.

"We are so happy you came by, Ruchi." Mrs. Kapoor said cheerfully as she broke the hug.

"It is a great surprise for us that you accepted the invitation." Mr Kapoor's voice was emotionless, if he was angry with me for running away he didn't show it.