Hasrat

Chapter-3

The fact that I am hiding from my brother at a party, where I could get drunk and have fun is embarrassing enough that I just had to drag his bestfriend into a freaking congested closet. The alcohol must have kicked in cuz I definitely am not that dumb to stupidify my actions in the spur of the moment.

Geez I am not a dumb female lead of some dumb rom-com drama!

I give him a tight lipped smile trying to conceal the clear embarrassment and gestured him to go out, muttering out a sorry instead of some explanation. No explanation will make sense anyways since I reacted with impulsivity.

A clattering of sounds emerged before he could reach out to open the closet's door, soon followed by a moan. Realisation dawned on me and I stared up into darkness, A damn good way to make the situation more awkward.

Clearly god isn't on my side today.
A freaking live audio of a pleasure scene while in the closet with a boy, surely wasn't something fun. For me.

I glanced back at him, his hand still lingered on the door. Is he going out? I clasped his wrist.

"Oye! Are you serious? You wanna walk in on such a 'great sight'?" I whispered concerned latched in my voice.
"I could care less" he answered back quietly, his eyes stuck onto his hand I was holding.

Is this man stupid? Have some dignity dude! That's not how it works.

"Well I care. So stay still" I narrowed my eyes. Even with all the sounds going on outside and in the darkness of the closet, I could hear him scoff.

For a moment I thought that he was convinced after the moment of silence that followed afterwards, but no. He reached out for the door again. OMG this guy! Even I care sometimes of what other people thinks. Yeah a little specific on the 'I don't care's mood.

I stepped forward even if we were already provided with less space and more clothes hanging around. "Think straight, What they will think if you go out like this?" Now that I was closer to him I could see his face more clearly in the dark. His face didn't gave much a the reaction other then a raised eyebrow.

"You, Rehaan, coming out of the closet walking into a possible porn going on-"

"Should I tell Vivaan that you mentioned porn to me?"

Wow he believes that I am scared of bhai, jokes on you boy, he can't do shit to me, again with the exception of his snitching skills. You don't even know who the real deal is.

Analysis on Rehaan Rajput:

Blackmailing skills-0%.

"Geez just listen this doesn't ends here! If you go, my hiding spot is sold out"

His brows drew together "Space" he pushed my head away with his finger. Was he even listening?!
I snorted grasping his finger and brought it away from my forehead, again closing the distance.

"Okay let's be more precise since you obviously don't have a brain to process"
I clutched his collar by one hand bringing him down to my eye level. While my other hand made gestures for visually better understanding.

"A guy going out of a closet, and a girl is inside. What do you think they are gonna think? And with how gossip-able you are everyone will know it by tomorrow. With the idea of you making out with me" This time he understood judging by the way his eyebrows relaxed.

"Considering by how you ignore every gossip going on about you, you obviously won't care."

Stop

"But I do okay?!"

Stop.

"As much as I love creating trouble and being the talk of the school, I am not at all interested in these type of scandal."