Rollercoaster of Emotions

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Rudra's pov....

I plugged the phone into the charger and turned the power on. I looked at the closed door of the bathroom and sat on the bed. I didn't know what to do. I didn't know how to collect my words after seeing her efforts towards me. I didn't know how long I have kept thinking that she doesn't want me. I have always assumed that she is forcing herself into this relationship. If she was forcing herself, she would not have come to Pune just for me. She came here prior to her trip when she could not reach me out. 

The phone dinged with a notification, attracting my attention. I looked at the screen and again my heart fluttered witnessing my own picture on her wallpaper. It was a picture from a photoshoot from my first interview . I was wearing a black tuxedo with a smile on my face. 

I blushed while looking at my own picture on her phone. 

Shridha , give me a reason for not falling in love with you...

My phone started vibrating inside my pocket and I came out of the room towards the kitchen to speak.

" Yes Vikram." I answered the call while looking for some snacks but to my disappointment, I didn't have anything.

" Who are you with?" The first question my best friend threw at me.

" What do you mean by who? " I pretended

" Anuj said that he saw you smiling at a girl. He was scared to see you so soft and amiable. It was the first time for the staff to witness your sweet side. The question is how am I deprived of it?" He asked and I cursed while pinching the bridge of my nose .

" Shridha is here." I said and this time he burst out laughing.

" That is why the dominant CEO turned into a Loverboy." He laughed and I rolled my eyes.

" Enough of that. You better get a proper plan for the collaboration with MFL." I ordered and he stopped laughing.

" Okay boss. You better obey the orders of our future Boss." He said while referring to Shridha and I smiled.


Shridha's pov...

"Rudee, so you have a hair dryer. I need to dry my hair." I said while coming out of the room in a t-shirt and joggers. 

" Yes, it's in the bathroom. Let me get it for you." He said while walking past me towards the bathroom and came back holding the black hair drier in his hand.

" Oh.. I didn't see it." 

" That's alright. Come, I will help you dry your hair." He said while making me sit on the stool in front of the dressing mirror. I felt him staring at me and that made me look at him.

" Do I still look like a zombie?" I frowned and he gave me one of his sweet smiles.

" No. You are an angel." He said while kissing my hair and I again frowned.

" I am not an angel. Angels have superpower but I don't have any."

" You have the superpower. It is just that we are not aware of it. " He said while drying my hair and I decided not to ponder over it. 

" It is the second time I am seeing you in these sets." He said and I turned towards him , hurriedly.

" Really? Did I wear the same clothes when you came to my apartment?" I asked and he nodded his head while grinning at me.

" Give me this." I grabbed the dryer from his hand and dried my hair quickly as he sat on the bed. I took the drier back to the bathroom and kept it in its place before returning to the bedroom.

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