The New Boy (Ishman)

Chapter 14

They reached their location. It was a huge mall, full of expensive brands.

Shubman POV:

I stopped the car and parked it in.

Un-buckling my seat belt, I gave a quick glance at Ishan. He was now stabilized.

'Shall I ask...?'  I thought. 'What if he gets on my head and nerves later on...?'

I slightly shook my head and opened the door to exit. Ishan exited too. Fortunately, all those people didn't follow us.

"Guess I should carry a bunch of bodyguards often...." I murmured.

Ishan was unusually quiet. I'm not concerned, just curious!

He was walking at a much slower pace than usual, much dormant. It's so damn unusual of him, it's irritating.

"I'm going to buy some new shoes." I stated simply.

No reply.

He kept following me to the shoes section.

I immediately forgot about everything when I saw all those designer shoes. I didn't care about the prices that much, I do have money.

"Well...I guess, I'll just go to the t-shirt section..." I turned my head towards the short guy who was now walking away from me.

I frowned at the disappearing figure. I felt something in me.

Why do I feel this much sorrow all of a sudden...?

Although Ishan didn't utter a word, somehow I felt his sadness in him. Why? It was as if I could almost read his unspoken eyes. Why?!?!

Ishan disappeared after a few seconds. I kept frowning in that direction. I'm now really getting irritated by all these new emotions running through me.

"Sir? What would you like to see?" I turned my head at the sound source.

By now, I was almost recognised by the entire mall, they didn't interrupt me though. I liked that.

I walked towards the several collections of shoes that were on display on the wall. I slowly traced my hands on them. I tried my best to select at least a few of them but somehow my mind was elsewhere.

I frowned at myself. What is all these? I never get distracted when I'm buying something, especially shoes.

I looked around and tried to select a few. None of them interested me.

I huffed and exhaled sharply. Frustration was now evident on my face.

There were two staff members behind me who looked at each other in confusion. It was really very unusual for me.

"Do you have any more collections?" I asked, frustrated, with a frown.

"Wait a minute sir!"

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It legit took me one and a half hours to select four different pairs. Generally, within this much time I'd select at least ten to fifteen different pairs! I'm legit shocked at myself.

The particular thing that shocked me the most was how my mind would constantly think or roam around Ishan.

"Thank you sir!" the cashier handed me the bag.

I took the bag and started walking towards the t-shirt section. Looking here and there I tried to find the familiar short figure.

"Where...are...you... Ishan...?" I softly muttered.