MADHU'S POVNo, no way!
"What the hell happened to you?" I asked, walking towards Ekansha.
For the first time in my life, I saw her wearing colors.
And the biggest shock was because.
We were matching!
I mean in color, not the outfit.
She wore a pale yellow shirt and brown pants, her shirt was slightly tucked in the front while the sides were kept loose, and to my surprise she even had gold chains.
Damn, she is hot.
I felt my knees almost give up, she looked too good, I didn't know wearing the same outfit in a different color world effect me this much.
"What, do I look weird?" She asked, frowning as I couldn't help but blush at the sight of her.
"No, you look amazing," I admitted, eyeing her as Aunty said something.
Her hair was tied into a small bun, but it looked more like a half up half down. Her hair being comparatively very short made her look quite androgynous.
The fringes framed her face while the hair was on the base swopping on different sides. Even the longest strands seem to only reach until just below her shoulders.
"Okay, I will take care of your little girl," she said, I looked around to understand what they were saying, but it was the majority in Hindi. their words flew over my head.
"Shall we go?" she asked as I nodded.
With that, we walked towards the car, she began driving as I couldn't help but look at her, I peeked towards her side, she looked amazing, she seemed to straight her hair, it was a bit longer than her usually style.
Unlike my hair, which came down till my mid back, hers were the opposite, shorter, maximum, maybe two or three inches below her shoulder, it was also cut in many layers, usually very choppy but today, since she straightened it, it swooped outwards, while her fringes framed her face so perfectly.
"What is it?" She asked suddenly as I looked straight ahead, getting caught off guard.
"Huh?"
"Is there something off? You are staring at me a lot," she said, her eyes on the road as I gulped.
"Nothing; you look very good today; I like your hair," I confessed, feeling a bit shy at the confession.
"Ah, thanks; I straightened it," she admitted as I mentally patted my shoulder.
I knew it!
"It suits you; I mean, I can't take my eyes off you, you know?" I admitted, and she smiled, nodding slightly.
"Well, someone did bully me into getting more colorful stuff," she teased as I rolled my eyes, but then my eyes went wide.
"Wait, I didn't see this shirt that day, though!" I exclaimed, looking at her as she grinned.
"Well, there are a lot of things you haven't seen," she mumbled. I felt my cheeks heat up at her words.
Is there a double meaning in that?
"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked as she just chuckled.
"Nothing," she stated, looking ahead as I rolled my eyes.
After a while, we finally reached the college, and the students were already there. I looked around to see where our friends were, and soon I saw Muskan run towards us.
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