His One & Only

Bubblegum and musk

Samarth's POV

"Now that you are joining this club you can't leave until we find your replacement." One of the seniors from the music club said.

I got selected as a guitarist in the music club because there weren't many people applying to join so they didn't have any other option

I walked back to my room as it was getting dark and all I could hope was that Anshuman was not there. His presence suffocates me so much.

Anshuman Arora there is nothing much to talk about him you know except for the fact that he is an absolute asshole who acts like he is such a perfect guy except that he is not. He is an arrogant jerk.

There are no words to express how much I hate this guy. Everything he does takes one year of my life. His laugh when he cracks the worst joke ever, the way he talks, the way he looks at me as if he would rather die than breathing the same air as me, the way sunrays fall directly on his face making his tan skin look like gold, I hate his brown eyes, his hair, that little smirk on his face, the way you can see his veins visible in his hands, the way he smells like bubblegum and musk, the way sweat drips from his face to his neck when he is playing football. I hate every fucking thing about him.

I entered my room and he wasn't there so I decided to call my sister.

"Hello" she answers in less than a second

"Hi little demon"

"Where have you been bhai. Did you already forget that you have a sister" she said in a sulking voice

"No I did not I was just busy. A lot of things happened recently"

"Like what???"

"Like I am sharing a room with Anshuman Arora"

"Who? Ansh— Anshuman Arora as in your arch nemesis Anshuman Arora"

"Yes that Anshuman Arora"

"That's fate bhai. You guys are meant to be together. Enemies to lovers that is your trope bhai"

"No way I would rather die than fall for someone like him and also I like girls"

"Whatever, just don't kill each other okay "

" I have immense self control you know that"

"Acha bhai I gotta go. I will call you later"

"Okay bye and don't die before paying my money back"

"Eww bhai stop being so stingy I will pay you back"

As soon as the call ended I heard the door creak open and he was here.

"Nam liya aur shaitan hazir"
(Talk about the devil and he is here)

I said without looking at him

"Hello to you too mr roomie" he said with that same annoying smile

"Mr roomie???" I was confused

"You are my roommates hence mr roomie. It's a nickname and it suits you"

"Don't call me that"

"Then what should I call you then?? Baby??"

What the hell is wrong with this guy. I ignored his comment and decided to go for a walk. Fuck why is it so hot in here so suddenly.

"Hey Samarth" he called when I was about to leave my room.

"What?"

" Parth is here too"

"Oh Okay" Ofcourse one pain the ass was not enough now there is another one. Parth was another classmate of mine and he was a goddamn jerk. He was not precisely a bully but  he was sure an asshole. Sure Anshuman was a jerk too but he was different from Parth. He would never lie about me to the teachers to make him look good but Parth did and Anshuman saved me back then which was very unlikely of him.

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Author's note : here we are with another update and I hope atleast one person actually reads it.

Peace♡