Her Savior

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**Avneet's Pov**

''It's Siddharth'' riyaz forwarded me my phone.

Siddharth? I snatched the phone from him and picked it up.

''Hello, did you submit your assignment?'' I heard as soon as I picked up the call.

I started crying more.

''I messed up! I should have listened to you!'' I said crying.

''Are you crying?'' His voice came out, tense. Tense?

Yes I am crying because I am stupid. I should have listened to him when he asked for a backup.

''Avneet?'' His voice came out more terrified.

''My-my p-pend-rive, it-its empty. I dont know any-thing'' I tried to form a sentence but my voice cracked.

''Where are you?'' Siddharth asked and I heard the loud bang of door.

''Coll-ege''

''Stop crying and wait there. I am coming'' he ended the call and I stared at my phone.

''What did he say?'' Riyaz asked me.

''He is coming'' I felt relieved now, I dont know why but I stopped crying.
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I sat there with the dried tears on my face looking in the distance. The presentation might have got over by now

''At least wash your face, Avneet'' riyaz said.

I just shook my head from side to side. He was also sitting beside me on the ground.

Raj sighed ''God you look horrible, Do you wanna scare everyone, Ms. Nandra''

More silence.

''How long are you planning to sit here? Come on get up''

''I dont want to'' I said meekly.
And tears started streaming on my face again.

I am hopeless! I think that I know everything just because I know how to deal with some people, but in real I am stupid. I am so dumb.

I should have got a back up ready.

''Mr. Nigam!'' I heard Riyaz getting up from his place and I moved my head upwards to look at Siddharth.

 Nigam!'' I heard Riyaz getting up from his place and I moved my head upwards to look at Siddharth

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''Avneet'', he said as he reached near me.

And next second, I launched myself on him. He stumbled a little bit but held my waist firmly as I cried on his chest.

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