FAKING IT NEXT DOOR

5. She doesn't drink!

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चाल नवाबी, हाल शराबी
थुट्ट नशे में, चूर चूर यूं ही
होंथ लग जा घट्ट से पी लूं हां..
ओये पटाखा कर धमाका
बेख़बर यूं घूम घूम रही
मेरे संग तू चल जरा सी हां..

गुलाबो..

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Finally, It was Saturday. Prisha was excited to meet both of her besties together after a long time. She did meet Diya frequently as they lived in the same city but due to their busy schedule, their meeting had been cut to once in a month. But she was going to meet Meera after 1 freaking year.

"Ya ya I'll be reaching in 15 mins, I have called a cab ",Prisha told Diya on call while locking her door.

"Okay, come fast we are already here and Meera has invited some of her friends to meet us ... Just giving you a heads up ... ", Diya said and hung up.

She ran towards the lift noticing it had already arrived and was about to close.

"Wait wait wait wait!!!!!", she literally screamed as if the lift would open hearing her plea.

The door had already closed when she reached there but to her surprise it opened again without her pressing the button. As the door opened, there he was standing unfazed, wearing a white tshirt with a black leather jacket, blue denim jeans and black combat shoes. His messy hair gave him a relaxed and effortlessly stylish appearance. He looked different. The kind of different which made Prisha gawk at him for a bit longer than she should.

"Snowflake, will you stop ogling me and come inside ", he said bringing her out of her daydream.

She hurriedly entered the elevator, struggling to walk because of her half-worn heels. Even though she tripped, a pair of strong hands held her by her arms, preventing her from falling.

"Careful!", he sounded concerned.

"Thanks.... Firstly, my name is Prisha and Secondly, I wasn't ogling you ", she stated wearing her heels properly .

"Sure , whatever you say.... Snowflake ", he said leaning against the lift wall with his hands in his pockets, a slight smirk dancing on his face.

She just rolled her eyes at him and stood on the opposite side , facing him, typing something on her mobile .

This is when Veer noticed her properly. She was wearing a black sequin mesh jumpsuit whose V neckline gave a slight viw of her cleavage. Her straight mid-length hair left open.

"Hot", he said absentmindedly, audible enough for Prisha.

"What!", Prisha squealed.

"H...Hot matlab Garmi hai ", he stuttered. "Calm your nerves Veer",he mumbled to himself.

(It's hot in here )

"Ha toh kon gadha garmi me leather jacket pehenta hai"

(Which idiot wears a leather jacket when it's already hot )