❝𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧, 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥❞
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"I'm here, because I couldn't stand it. You being so close," he pushes a strand of hair behind my ear, "yet so far. You're beautiful. You're pretty, smart and so attractive."
I hold my b...
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I wake up, my head throbbing with a hangover. I can smell Sarika's lemon honey tea, and it makes me nauseous, just the smell of it. How does she drink that stuff?
"You're up?" Sarika asks. Her skin is dark underneath her eyes. Either she was up all night or she had nightmares.
"Yes," I sah glancing at the cup in her hand and I scrunch my nose.
"Oh comeon this is way better than alcohol." She says.
"No. Alcohol tastes fiery."
"Atleast lemon honey tea doesn't give you a very big hangover." She rolls her eyes.
I get up from the bed feeling tipsy and Sarika hands me some pills fkr headache.
"Thanks mommy." I quip, and Sarika responds with a faint blush.
I laugh at her reaction and get ready to attend classes with this big fucking headache.
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"I don't get it, how is the economy of Ind-"
"Oh shut up, I don't care." I roll my eyes at Daksh, who is asking me this question.
"You should. You like write exams and stuff-"
"I'll study before the exams. For now, chill." I tell him. I and Daksh are good friends. As far as I remember he's one of the few people who didn't ask me to go away because I was irritating.
I can count on my fingers the number of people who like staying around me.
Sarika. Daksh. Avni. Shanaya. Shravan (mostly because he has a nice heart). Sidhant (I'm not sure about him yet).
That's it.
Daksh doesn't protest and just says, "Fine."
We spot Sarika, coming out of her biology class. We go to her.
"Hey babes." Daksh casually says to her. He just has his flirty demeanour with everyone.
"Hi.." Sarika murmurs, but her eyes dart around- as if making sure no one heard.
"How was class?"
"Good. Though, I'm still worried I don't have enough time to prepare a project I have been working on." Sarika says, looking genuinelt concerned.
"What is the project?" I ask.
She says something about cells and mitochondria. Who cares?
Daksh puts his arm over my shoulder, "Are you seriously interested in her project?" He asks.
"No." I roll my eyes.
We walk to the cafeteria, and meet Avni and Shanaya, who are with Ravi and Shravan. Shravan smiles at us, Ravi completely ignores my presence, shoots a glare at Daksh, and then looks at Sarika.
