Perfectly Casual

IX. Coffee

"You making me do things I never did"

AAYAN'S POV

Walk, walk, walk.

Just keep walking you idiot.

Why my heart is beating so loud?

The heck is wrong with me?

I don't know why I grabbed the list of medicines from her. It's just I didn't want to send her to go and take it when I can do that.

Nope.

I'm fucked up.

I know.

It was when I asked her to act like my girlfriend in the first place. Then I thought why not to get screw myself more.

Her eyes were so wide, she was so shocked. Me too.

"Here, give me all this," I said in my cold tone and face. The guy may be in his late 30s and walked and went through the list of medicines.

"Okay" was his only reply and he walked away to bring all the medicines.

My phone started to ring and it flashed the name of Kian.

"Brother, I'll be there in 10 minutes. Did dad call you?" his voice boomed, I could tell that he was driving.

"Yes, he did. He told me he would be taking the next flight to come here." I replied to him.

He hummed. "Okay, I'll be there" After hearing his reply I ended the call.

"Here, sir." the guy said. I checked the medicines and pulled out my phone to Paytm.

I nodded at him and walked back to Smira.

I saw her sitting on a chair, her legs moving. She was doing some movements with her legs. Suddenly she sneezes. It was quiet and cute.

She sneezed once, twice, thrice in a row. She rubbed her nose. Looking adorable!

Her eyes were wet due to sneezing. She coughs and immediately opens the bottle to have some sips of hot water.

Instead of going to her I turned back and walked fast-paced to the medical house. "Excuse me" I called.

The guy turned around and came towards me. "Yes sir, did you forget something?" he asked, in his professional voice.

"Give me medicine for cold and cough," I said, my tone stern.

He nodded and went back to bring it. I was tapping my foot in what? Anxious?

Why?

Doing his payment I walked back to her she was still seated. She sneezed once again.

Felling my presence she looked up and her chocolate brown-honey eyes met mine. "Sir" she calls, her voice sounding heavy due to her throat.

"Hmm.." I said, pushing the bag of medicine to give her uncle. She took it and stood up.

"Thank you, Sir," Smira says, in her sweet voice. I cleared my throat confused about what to say now.

I hate her.

She always makes me blank.

I just nodded at her. "I'll give it to Aunt," she says and walks away.

After five minutes she came back and took a seat beside me. I pulled out the tablet which I bought for her. "Here, have it. It will minimize your cough and cough" I said.