No one loves me

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🌸🌸🌸One year later🌸🌸🌸

Anya's POV:

I drank two shots of alcohol.

" Yeah!" I shouted.

" It's our last year." I said.

" Yeah, but after that we will not go to university." Anjali said while making a sad face.

" But we still will be friend idiot." Shanaya said while hitting Anjali on her head.

" Stop making it emotional and let's drink." Shanaya said. And we took one more shot.

Like that we took total four shots and now we were drunk as hell and dancing on a loud music.

Prateek and Naksh also entered the room.

" What the hell, guys!" Naksh said while rushing in and handling Shanaya who was going to fall.

" Hahaha!" We started laughing on what, don't know.

" Are you all crazy? Do you forgot who you are? You are not just some regular college students, now. One photo of your's like this, can destroy your career." Prateek said while handling Anjali who was lunging on him.

She kissed his cheeks.

" Aww!" Shanaya and I both said together.

I was also going to fall but Naksh handled me along with Shanaya.

" I also want my boyfriend." I cried.

" Me too, me too." Shanaya said.

" I want my boyfriend." I said while coming out of his hold and shouting.

" Anya." Prateek and Naksh both said together as I was going to fall but balanced myself.

I sat on my seat and drank one shot.

" I want to meet my boyfriend."

Armaan's POV:

I was working on my laptop when I got a call from Naksh. It was a video call. It is a rare case, that he calls, so I picked the call.

" What happened, Naksh?" I asked.

Then only I hear a loud sob, which sounded very familiar.

Then only I saw a drunk Shanaya in his arms who he was trying to handle but she was just dancing.

" Please, take your girlfriend. She is drunk and constantly asking for her boyfriend. Please, come fast otherwise my ears will bleed." Naksh pleaded.

" Send me the location." He nodded and I got a notification on my phone.

Then I again listened a loud sob, this time I recognised Anya's voice.

The screen flipped and I saw a drunk Anya who was sitting on a couch with her head on the table. It looks like some club or something.

" He never.. (Sniffle) he lied... Ahhh..(Sobbing).. he said he loves me.... But no... (Sniffle) He is so busy... I am nothing to him.. ahhhh...(Sobbing) He...(Sniffle) I will get a more handsome and.. (sniffle) more loving, more caring boyfriend.. ahhh( sobbing) no one loves me... Ahhhhhhh(sobbing)." I heard a drunk Anya who was crying and sobbing.

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