3) Nervous Night

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Kyra's POV

I nervously sat in my car looking at the club entrance. I should have never agreed to any of this.

"This is stupid", I cursed

I'm not sure how long I can pretend that everything is fine.

What if they figure it out?

Maybe I should just stop covering the truth

Because, what damage could it cause if they knew?

I let go of all these thoughts as I called my dad but it just went to his voicemail

"Hey Dad, It's Kyra. I've called to let you know that I've reached the destination."

"Will call you back when I leave. Love ya"

I grabbed the flowers that Dad got for me to give to Neha.

I tried to make him understand this isn't a formal party to do these gestures.

But it was useless arguing with him. I stared at the bouquet.

Roses.....my favourite flower

But I couldn't find a sensation that I knew it should be there

"It's time, mam", the driver called gaining my attention.

"I can do this", I hyped myself up, taking a deep breath

Entering the loud club, random teenagers grooving to the music was the sight that welcomed me. The room seemed to be pumped with people. In my terms, it wasn't very comfortable. But it was nothing worth complaining about. I scanned the environment in hopes of finding a familiar face.

"There you are!! I thought you wouldn't show up", Aditi shouted,  walking towards me.

"All these people are our classmates so feel free to talk to anyone", she said casually.

Thanks. That's the thing I'm most scared of

"I'll give it a try", I replied forcing a smile.

"I'll just grab my idiot friend. Just wait here"

Before I could stop her, she took her leave.

Guess it's just me. I sighed

Wandering around on my own, a familiar song made me turn around to the dance floor.As the dancing crowd parted a bit, my attention was captivated by a guy dancing amidst them.

His figure was partially obscured in the mesmerising soft blue lights. Something about him felt different and intriguing to me in an unexplainable way .As I moved closer to the dancefloor, I got a better view of his striking appearance. His toned body was complemented by the light blue denim jacket he wore over a white tee.

"Infectiously warm and beautiful"—that's how I could describe his smile

It was like he was lost in the rhythm, unaffected by the bustling crowd around him. His gaze was in my direction without any warning, making me freeze in my spot

My heart skipped a beat as the music faded like it never existed.

His eyes had a intrigued glint while his lips parted and that smile was missing

"Did I do anything wrong to take that smile away?"

Clearing my doubts, he flashed a more radiant smile in my direction making curiosity spark through me. I stood gazing at him when I heard someone scream something incoherent. In a flash, I noticed Aditi run past me to the guy I was starting at.

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