• A love-hate love story •
Only if they hadn't bumped into each other none of them would be in this hot mess. But they were destined to meet afterall can you defy your destiny?
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"Didn't know that she was a crackhead." He said and rolle...
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A/N: Heloo guys!!! I am so sorry for being so inconsistent. So I am really caught up with a lot of things. I wrote this chapter a while ago but didn't get time to proof read. TWNN will be on hold for a couple of months. I hope yall understand!
Aaliyah's POV,
The person had a message for me as well.
"He's not entirely yours honey."
Entirely? He's not even 1/4th mine.
Oh god gauge my eyes out please.
I did not want to see exclusive content like these.
I looked at Vidit and he was already looking at me with his eyebrows touching his hairline.
I cleared my throat and said "Gr-Mr. Arora....by any chance....do you...are you...umm dating someone?"
He face turned from curious cat to what the fuck real quick.
Should I show him the picture?
No.
He will start calling me a stalker which I am....but only online. Not IRL. PERIODT.
Before I could retreat my question back he snatched away the phone from me.
His face turned red and it looked like he would burst into alpha particles any second now.
He is choking my phone for fuck sake.
My phone is my pookie dookie.
Before he could throw false allegations on me I pipped in "I am not stalking you. I am coocoo but not this coocoo."
"I know." He said and handed me my phone back.
Ok hush he trusts me for once.
"Block this number" he said and started walking away but my very unfiltered brain decided to just say without thinking.
"Is she your girlfriend?"
He turned and his eyes met mine and it had some dark aura to it.
Very slowing he started walking towards me again and with each step my heartbeat doubled its pace.
I took 3 steps back and instantly my back hit the cold wall.
"Vanilla..." he said and closed the remaining distance between us. I was pressed against his chest and the wall. A real wall.
"I am anything but a cheater. Even though whatever is between us is just for show."
Too close. He is TOO close.
How can his statement be filled with gentleman-ness and asshole-ness at the same time?
He moved his face way too close to my face and looked at me straight in the eye.
I could feel his breathe fan on my face.
He is leaving me with goosebumps. I feel like suddenly my lungs has stopped working and there is no supply of oxygen.
"Am I clear?" He asked and all I could do was nod. I broke the eye contact and pushed him away.
I walked 3 steps and his voice stopped me "Oh...and Vanilla...I expect the same from you."
What?
He wants me to stay loyal to him?
Is it because of his reputation?
It's not like I was going to fuck around anyways.
Does he really think we both would be here in this situation if I had someone to cheat on him with?
Bloody buffoon.
This guy is so confusing.
.
.
.
I was in deep slumber when suddenly someone started ringing on the bell like it's a fucking toy!
I got up and wore my glasses and opened the door.
"What the fuck is wrong with you Aaliyah????" A voice came and banged my tympanum.
I winced and saw Vidit in front of me.
Oh hell no not another pathetic dream that has him in it.
I turned my heels and started walking back towards my bedroom and someone yanked me back using my hood.
AAAAAAHHHHH.
DID I OPEN THE DOOR FOR A SERIAL KILLER?????
I yelled and the person who had hands which was as big as hulk's hand put his hulk hands on my mouth to refrain me from screaming more.
"Have you lost your mind?"
Vidit never talked in my dreams.
I turned to face him and poked his face.
"Are you wasted?" He asked.
I nodded negatively.
I rubbed my eyes to make my vision less blurry.
"What are you doing here...?" I asked while he closed the main door.
"I'm here to pick you up." He said.
Pick me?
Why?
He rolled his eyes and said "We are leaving for Chicago in exactly 20 minutes."
Oh...
"You can go alone. Now leave my hood." I said and glared at him.
"I advice you to go get ready or else I'll have to use my own ways." He said and sat on the couch folding his arms.
Stomping my feet I went inside my room.
Wait a minute....
How did he find me? I never told him where I live.
Stalker behavior....
It's too late anyways might as well fantasize it (not).
I went inside and wore a super comfortable sweatpants and and topped it with a hoodie.
I look like a walking bear but I fully plan to sleep all throughout the flight.
I might look like a homeless person beside him though...
Should I put a little eff-
Absolutely not.
I took my bag and went to the living room.
He scanned me from up and down and it almost looked like he had to stop himself mentally to not give a fuck.
He got up and took the luggage from my hold and motioned me to start walking.
Oh well.
I sat inside the car while he also took a seat next to me.
"So when are you emptying the apartment?" He asked while scrolling through his phone.
"Depends on when we are leaving but I sent the notice to the landlord already." I said and took out my phone as well.
"Hmmm."
"What hmmm? Tell me when are we leaving for India again?" I asked becoming agitated.
"We can leave after we come back from Chicago." He said and I nodded in approval.
