Aap Koun Hai? PT 1

Proposing 💓

This morning wasn't much better. Ma dosed asleep in her chair by the time I woke up, and it was best just to leave her like that then to wake her and hear her whining .

Quickly, Tam, Sam and I made our own breakfast and tea and got ready for the day . (We of course made breakfast and tea for Ma although it was unlikely for her to even touch it)

After taking a shower, , putting on my clothes and packing everything I needed, I find myself in the cramped bedroom again.

In front of the mirror, my hand reaches to my clothes and face fixing myself, flattening my hair, straightening my dress. Today I had put extra work in my looks, after all if I was going to make Vihaan fake date me, I might as well make it easier for him to agree to it. A blow punches my stomach at the thought. And my body shakes at the image of me walking up to him, and asking him out. What if he embarassess me? Or what if he insults me?

So instead I focus on what I am wearing , the outfit reflecting in the long body mirror . A pretty navy blue kurta, with tiny gold flecks scattered across it, like stars throbbing against the night sky canvas. With it I wore a long pair of black flaring jeans to suit, and tied my hair into a half up and half down, pinning it with a golden butterfly clip. I also watched god knows how many tutorials to get my makeup just right, with pink cherry cheeks and concealer hiding all the pimples on my skin Standing in front of the mirror I breathe in myself, adjusting to the aura that had shifted.

Sure I wasn't the prettiest girl in college, and Neha's handkerchief probably costs more than my entire outfit...but maybe...just maybe...I looked good?

I twirl around, and smile, as the kurta and jeans billow in the air, and swirls like ribbons of blue and black A beautiful monotone of blue.

As I place the jhumkas in my ear , Sam barges in, and then lurches when he sees me.

I immediately turned around, startled at the sudden noise. Once I see Tam, my heart sink into my feet. I feel caught. I wasn't doing anything wrong but I never went like this to college, and Tam always saw me wearing my plain clothes going over there. A what the hell am I doing moment hits me and there is an urge to take everything off and return to my old clothes.

But I suppress myself from moving. This isn't a normal case. I can not get anything by just spying or researching this guy. I need to take this to the extreme and talk to him and ask him out. An image of Mr.Leela pops in my mind. I had to.

Sam's silence wedges between us, he narrows his eyes on the hem of my dress all the way to the makeup on my face, and then slowly a smile creeps on his face.

"Arrey didi what happened to you ?"

He proceeds "You look 0.000001% less like a donkey today "

I sigh, exasperated, but I am too stressed to have the energy to chase him or think of a clever insult, so I hit him with a "shut up " and spin around.

I tighten the jhumka in my ears but I realize he still hasn't left, instead he creeps up next to me and whispers

"So who are you trying to impress?"

My cheeks redden and my eyes shoot up wide. I turn to him as he flashes an impudent smile.

"Hurry up, it's getting late" I say instead, ignoring the question. But Sam just laughs a little. I roll my eyes as I turn back to the mirror , hoping he would leave me now.

He doesn't.

"Vihaan?" He lifts an eyebrow guessing as he leans against the bed.

I snap my head to him, wondering how he knows. But of course he would, if Ma knew he would too.
"I'm just doing whatever Mr.Leela told me to do" i say justifying myself.