Hearts in conflict

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Anhad's Pov 

I was parking the car infront of the main gate and waiting for miss noor-e-jahan miss Heeri

and she came fin-fucking-ally

but she ignored my car and start to move ahead.

I whistled

"madam , hello , dikh raha ye kya h "

(can you see this?)

I said pointing at my car.

"hann dibba h, dikh gaya ab, khush?"

(yes, a matchbox, now I saw it, happy?)

she replied with a tight smile telling me that she is angry.

"thik h na yrr sorry ab chd na"

(Okay, leave it now, sorry)

I said,

"nahi chdna, koi dikkat h?"

(I don't want to leave it, any problem?)

she replied rolling her eyes.

tashan? beta tashan to mera bhi kam nhi h paida hua tha na 6 mahine baat tk nhi ki thi maine kisise, par beta Anhad abhi isko mana lee kyuki baad me ye apna shakuni mama vala non-existing dimag chala shadyantra rachegi , isliye waqt aaya h gadhe ko baap bana le!!

sorry pappa

(attitude? I also don't have any less of attitude, when I was born I didn't even talked to anyone, but Anhad, my child, you have to woo her, otherwise she'll use her non existent brain and create ruckus, that's why time has came, you have to make a donkey, your father.

sorry Dad)

"nahi mam.. koi dikkat nahi h .. aap bas mere saath chliye m drop krdeta hu aapko kyuki abhi aap taxi lene gye to bohot time lagega and I know ki aapki gaadi servicing ke liye gyi h"

I replied sweetly

note the sarcasm

"thik h tum itna bol rahe ho to.."

saying this she moved and sat at the passanger seat.

finally

I've never let any other girl on my passanger seat except family, but Heeri is exception. I dont know why but she's always been my passanger princess.

I moved to driving seat 

"Heeri , nahi sudhregi na tu, seatbelt laga"

I made her remember about the concept of seatbelt.

"han han laga rahi hu"

she replied.

End of Anhad's Pov

Heeri's Pov

akad to dekho iski!

I tried to fasten the seatbelt . but I was finding it difficult to do because of my new nails.

han vahi naki nakhoon jinke liye maine 4 ghnte or 7000 barbaad kare

and here  Anhad was pressing his lips to control his laugh.

I was struggling with it when suddenly I felt him moving towards me. he moved to the seatbelt and tied it in a single click. my stomach felt foreign with the sound of click and my eyes moved to his hand.

butterfly butterfly

I moved my face in his direction to find him close, very close, I was feeling his hot breath on my forehead