"𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮."
This story revolves around two souls who were friends until they began to feel something for each other but kept it a secret. Perhaps there was a dread of being rejected. One of...
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"Where are you?" My best friend, Zainab, asks me as soon as I answer the call.
"On the way, and you?" I turn the call on the speaker as I'm driving.
"Outside her apartment." She says.
"Oh okay, I will be there soon. Is there anyone with you?" I can hear the voices in the background.
"Yes, Kiara and Eshaan bhai are with me." She answers. "Drive safely; there's still some time left." Concern lacing in her voice.
"Okay, bye now." I hung up the call, keeping the phone in the pocket of my navy blue jeans.I wore navy blue jeans, more like black, and a plain white crop top on it.
Very cutesy, very Pinteresty, very demure.
Is it okay if I say I have two best friends? If it is not, then I don't care.
Anyways, today is Maisha's birthday, my other best friend. We share the same birthday month; I mean, after all, we're besties for a reason.
Currently, I'm driving to her apartment to wish her. She lives alone, so it's pretty easy to surprise her. We planned a surprise for her. Maisha doesn't have parents. We are all she has! No, actually she has her uncle and aunt, but they don't live here. She always says, 'We are her family.' So of course we have to make her day special.
For now, we are going to her apartment to give her a surprise. She doesn't have any idea about it.
It's going to be fun.
I'm so excited.
I pull the brake as I reach the destination. I open the door and get down on the road and spot Zainab standing at a distance with Eshaan bhai and Kiara.
I walk to them, "Where is the cake? Before any of them can answer, I throw another question at them.
"And where are Arsalaan and Abhimaan?" I couldn't find them.
"Here," A voice reaches my ears; I quickly turn around to see Arsalaan and Abhimaan standing there with a cake and some other things too.
"And here's the cake." Abhimaan says.I just nod my head in acknowledgment.
I don't know what happens to me around him; I just can't gather the courage to talk to him.
I feel shy-shut up, Aniqa. My subconscious mocks me.
He is my cousin's brother's best friend. I have met him many times now. Even though we don't talk much, we share a good bond.
Basically, we are kind of friends. He's nice, just a little bit coldhearted, arrogant, and breathtakingly handsome. Hot too.
I mean, he is 6 ft and has a well-built body, a sharp jawline, black hair, a black beard, well-structured features, and mesmerizing eyes.
