PLAYLIST FOR THE CHAPTER.
- Ishq sufiyana
- Neele neele ambar par
- Apki nazro ne samjha
- Jiya dharak dharak
- BOL4 ( some)
- Main rahoon ya
- Tera chehra
- Afreen afreen
- Rang Dena
- Apna bana le
- Ye raaten ye mausam
- Tum jo aaye
- Tum ho
- Kuch to hai
- Mere Nishan
- Main parwaana
- I like you so much, you'll kno...
- Kya mujhe pyaar hai
- Tera hone laga hoon
- Moh moh ke dhaage
- Kehdoon tumhe
- Paper rings
- One kiss
- Dagabaaz re
- Bade achhe lagte hain
- Khaab
- Cupid______________________________________
TANISHKA'S POV
Although my mehendi is dried but my mother says that 'jitna der mehendi hanth me rehta hai utna acha colour aata hai' so I'll not remove it this quick I'll remove my henna in the morning but how am gonna eat . FUCK. I'll ruined my own mehendi I don't want to NO. But I have to eat. I watch how everyone is making their loved once eat they all are so happy and they look so cute Thank God shahanaz and her in-laws get along not everyone gets a sweet family.
I'm happy for her.
I feel someone's presence beside me as I turn my head to look at the person I'm shocked to see Ishaan , what he is doing here . He has a plate in his hand and a smile on his face , one thing I noticed about Ishaan is that he smiles a lot , a lot , A LOT.
"Do I have the permission to sit next to you?" He asked with politeness I nod and he pulled out a chair and sit on it. He put his plate filled with food or we can say a lot of food on the table. He stared at me with a smile what do he want.
"What?" I asked with calmness don't want to be rude. I can be rude to the people who deserve not to everyone I respect everyone's feelings and I don't want to hurt anyone.
"I saw you sitting alone so thought that we could eat together" He asked with hesitation and shy smile. He is cute. He is tall , taller than me maybe six' eleven or six' two he has a perfect body , broad shoulders and muscular arm. He is handsome, cute , friendly, funny, he has a good body but nothing like my Mateo wait
' MY '
No. I mean nothing like that, Mateo he is taller than him six'five or six'six maybe, his face screams danger , he is handsome beyond anything, his shoulders are broader and his build up chest my god don't ask me , I can hide in his chest , In his embrace from this cruel world. He is a walking edible man with his veiny hand behenchod ek number , wow so good , it's like you are watching hand porn if there is something like that you can feel fucked by just watching his hands ufff. He looks so unreal to be human it's a crime to be this beautiful he should be in jail with me hehehe shut up.
Why the hell I'm thinking about him.
But he is so so so Sundar so beautiful so mine.
"Hey where are you lost" He asked while moving his hand to and fro in front of my face to get my attention.
"Amm huh nothing no you eat" I replied with a small smile why I'm thinking about him and more over comparing him with every guy, fuck .I'm fucked up. He is messing with my mind. So many people in this world so much work to do BUT 'ham hamai se unki batiya kar ke bakhat bitave hai' WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY.
"Amm tanishka knock knock" he said what is he saying
"What" I asked as I'm confused
"Knock knock, the game" he said and now I understand
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