chapter 21

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Go play: 'tune jo na kaha' from new York on spotify before reading.

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Ishan tries to straighten his back as he leans back on his seat that he had been sitting on for past 15 hours and still one more hour until they land in Mumbai.

He turn off airplane mode on his phone to inform hardik that his flight will be landing in one hour.

The instant regret hit him, his phone started ringing non stop since the news of him dropping out is public now.

The notifications came like a flood.

'what happened?'

'I'm sorry to hear that'

'work on your mental health and come back stronger'

'it's going to be okay'

Reading them makes his eyes sting with unnecessary tears. Tears of realisation, they made the announcement and let him go just like that.

Still the most disappointing thing of all is not seeing a single text from shubman.

The last time ishan saw shubman was when he walked out of their room, and when he went back in to pack his stuff shubman wasn't there, he was thankful as he would not have to face shubman bow. But somewhere disappointed too he wants to see him for the last time before leaving.

Now he refuse to think about shubman.

Shubman who did nothing when he walked out, shubman who didn't even send him a text or a call.

A tear dropped on his hand, he's crying without even knowing. He wiped his eyes with the back of hands, he's done being pathetic, he forces the tears back fighting them, not wanting to cry on a airplane.

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Ishan reached his apartment by 8 PM, he jumped on his bed ready to fall asleep without changing his clothes. But he quickly got woken up by door bell ringing.

"Finally, i have been ringing the bell for past 5 minutes" ishan heard hardik complain when he open the door.

"You have the pass code bhaiya, you could have open it yourself" ishan whines.

"I forgot the last digit" Hardik let out a embarrassing sigh coming inside as he ruffles ishan's hair.

"Did you had dinner?" Hardik aske going to fridge to pull out a bottle of water.

"No" ishan mumbles looking back at hardik.

"Good then i bought some take out"  hardik says taking out the plates "it's fried chicken what drink do you want with it? Beer? Whiskey? Wine? or champagne?

"You don't even eat chicken" ishan looked at him with surprise.

"Well yeah chicken is for you i got some snacks for me" hardik replies. "Now tell me what do you want to drink let's go full unhealthy today"

"Whiskey with carbonated water" ishan chuckles.

Ishan took a sip of his drink after eating 3 pieces of fried chicken because hardik didn't let him drink empty stomach.

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