N I T I K A
I slumped into the chair, my friends flanking me on either side. "Guys, I'm so dead," I moaned, burying my face in my hands.
Bella and Aleena exchanged a knowing glance. Bella snorted "Oh, Nitika, what have you done?"
We hatched a plan to retrieve the offending bag, tracking Avyaan to the cafeteria. As we watched from afar, Aleena and Bella nudged me forward. "Go get it, Nitika!" they whispered in unison.
I hesitated, "no no " my heart racing. "What will I say to him?" I whined, feeling my face flush.
But my friends were relentless, pushing me toward the table where Avyaan sat, his eyes fixed on me with an unreadable expression.
I approached him, my legs trembling. "Can I join you avyaan?" I asked, trying to sound casual.
Avyaan grunted a terse "no" his gaze never leaving mine.
What a jerk!
But still I sat down, my eyes fixed on the handbag, tantalizingly out of reach. I stuttered, my words tumbling out in a nervous jumble. "T-th-the th-thing i-is t-th-that...Iwantthatbag"
What the fuck are you speaking nitika?
Avyaan's stare was unyielding, his expression unchanging. Finally, he spoke, his voice firm but amused. "Speak properly, will you?"
My face burned, but I persisted, determined to rectify this embarrassing situation.
I took a deep breath and tried again, my words still shaky but slightly more coherent. "I-I need to get that handbag back."
Avyaan raised an eyebrow, his gaze never leaving mine. "And why should I give it back to you?"
I swallowed hard, my mind racing. "Because... because.... because it belongs to me?"
Avyaan chuckled, a low, husky sound that made my heart skip a beat. "But it's my tee right?" and he was about to look inside the bag which was kept on the table.
I felt my face flush, my embarrassment intensifying.
My heart skipped a beat as he began to open it. I knew I had to act fast. Without thinking, I screamed "Nooooo!!!!" and cupped his face, turning his gaze towards me.My hands lingered on his cheeks for a moment before I realized what I had done and quickly released him.
Avyaan's eyes widened in shock, his face inches from mine. "What are you doing, Nitika?" he asked, his voice low.
My face burning with embarrassment. "I just want my bag back," I muttered, trying to compose myself.
Just then, Avyaan's phone rang, and he stood up, grabbing the bag. Oh finally!
I released a breath. I thought he would finally return it to me and I smiled, holding out my arms. But instead, he brushed past me without even a glance, leaving me feeling frustrated and confused.
This idiotic jerk.
I buried my face in my hands, my embarrassment and annoyance boiling over. Why was he being so stubborn about returning my bag? I sighed, my mind racing with questions.
I slumped back in my chair, my face burning with embarrassment. That's when I saw my friends, Bella and Aleena, rushing towards me, their faces etched with concern.
"Nitika, what happened?" Bella asked, her voice low and urgent.
I shook my head, feeling a mix of annoyance and humiliation. "He didn't give me the bag," I whispered, my eyes welling up with frustration.
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𝐈𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐎𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞
RomanceThe jerk's eyes widened in disbelief. "Don't tell me she's our classmate." My eyes mirrored his shock. "Wait, what? He's our classmate?" I asked, my voice laced with disbelief. Aleena nodded. "Yes, he's Avyaan Parekh." I couldn't believe it. "Well...