Bound by Fate | [✓]

7. Bets and Kisses

I have never been to the lady's restroom.

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Never Ever.

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I respect women and their privacy way too much for that.

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Atharva Roy would be in his grave before the day I walk into the lady's restroom for any god forsaken reason.

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That's what I wish I could say right now as I sat on the commode seat with an enchanting, bewitching and raging girl on my lap. Just because of my stupid decision of actually getting inside this place when she didn't get out.

And now we were stuck.

God fuck me.

Fuck the stupid fates.

Fake Evara for being a stubbornly beautiful menace.

I look at her parted lips and feel her sweaty palms on my shoulders. Her nervousness rattling her internally. She was covered with goosebumps. Especially after that one statement I had uttered without thinking.

Her mahogany brown eyes dilating and widening. Her features scrunching up with visible shock. She glared at me still affected and distracted by the meaningless flirting.

I could say the oldest and most bland flirty line and she would turn red, glare and blush. She was adorable like that. She thinks she looks like a hawk when she glares and a vulture when she talk. Just so you know dear brain, 'I had not eavesdropped on her conversations with her friends... I was merely walking past.' And god all I wanted to do was kiss her so she will shut up at that moment.

Because she did not look like a hawk neither did she sound like a vulture.

She looked like everything sweet, pure and flustered when she glared. The glare in her eyes made her unintentionally pout and puff out her cheeks. And with every word she spoke my heart danced at the sweetness.

But, am I going to ever tell her that?

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The answer is no.

Hell to the fucking no.

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"Did you see how Evara ran out of the class when she came second again?"

"Poor her. She tries hard but not hard enough to even reach Atharva in this lifetime."

I heard laughs. How could these girls talk shit about others in the restroom? I clenched my fist which was still around Evara's waist. I kept looking into her eyes. It didn't seem like she had heard what the girls outside were talking about.