Dedicated to @socialawkwardgirl
Neha Gupta"Is he your lover or something?" Archer asked.
"Who?" I asked looking up and searching.
"The guy in the blue shirt. He's looking at you only" He said glancing in that direction.
I followed his glancing and sighed when I saw the guy who was glaring in our direction but quickly changed his view.
Alex.
"No. He's not my lover or something" I said chuckling a bit.
"He's red. Are you sure? He looks like he'll ripped me apart" He said still looking at Alex.
I didn't dare to look up at Alex because I know he was staring I could feel his staring.
"No" I shook my head. A involuntary dash of pink rise my cheeks due to Alex and his staring.
Oh..he's staring too much!!
I shifted uncomfortably and unconsciously towards Archer.
"He's making you uncomfortably. Don't worry. I'll protect you" Archer said with a knowing smirk plastered on his face.
He stood right in front of me his back was at Alex.
"Hey" He said smirking.
"Hi" I said looking up at him and smiling.
" I must say,that guy is burning holes in my back " He said chuckling.
I shook my head.
I don't what but something was making me happy.
It was like...
" Neha, let's go!" A very familiar angry voice said.
"Uh. Hi. Alex" I said while he was busy giving Archer death glares. Both,were of same height so it was like eye-to-eye glaring.
I resist my urge to rolled my eyes at their childish behaviour.
"But,Alex,we have just came" I reasoned out to stop their glaring contest.
He looked at me and clenched his jaw.
Was he mad at me?
" We. Are. Going. Now " He said glaring at Archer making each and every word loud and clear and grabbing my wrist roughly.
As he was going to pull me, Archer stopped him thinking him as a threat.
"Stop. Leave her hand" Archer said dangerously looking at Alex.
"And who the hell are you?" Alex asked not backing off.
"Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!" The crowd in the house started chanting loudly.
I didn't even realized that we have a crowd. Some were holding their phones like ready to record if some action comes on.
This is not good. This is not good.
"I'm her bod-" I cut off of Archer by saying.
" boyfriend. He's my boyfriend" I quickly said to avoid further arguments.
Please Alex. Understand.
"What?" Alex said in disbelief slowly releasing his grip on my wrist.
While Archer was smirking like he has won something.
"Uhm . Ya" I said nodding.
"But you don't have any" He said glaring at me and again tightening his grip on my wrist which caused a involuntary 'hiss' from me.
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