N I T I K A
I flopped onto my bed, phone in hand, and opened Instagram. Scrolling through my feed, my heart skipped a beat as I saw my favorite biker's new reel. He had posted it just a few hours ago, and I couldn't believe I had missed it as always.
I clicked on the reel, and my jaw dropped. He was wearing a formal black shirt with rolled sleeves, showcasing his veiny hands. I watched the reel again and again, my excitement growing with each view.
As I opened the comment section, I was met with a sea of flirty comments from girls obsessing over him.
On a whim, I decided to comment, thinking he wouldn't even notice because there are a lot of comments. Yes! He wouldn't notice it and i let my intrusive thoughts win. "Girls, stop drooling over him, he's my boyfriend" I typed, grinning mischievously.
I posted the comment and burst out laughing. It was a silly thing to do, but I couldn't help myself. I felt like I was staking my claim, even though I knew it was just a fantasy.
As I lay there, my phone buzzed with notifications. I wondered if anyone had responded to my comment. My heart skipped a beat and my jaw dropped as I saw his response: "Oh, really? Then where's my goodnight kiss baby?"
He pinned my comment and replied too???? Omfg he called me baby!!!
My face flushed, and I couldn't believe he had actually noticed my comment.
I couldn't contain my excitement as I screamed, "GUYSSSS, I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!" My friends, Bella and Aleena, jolted awake, rubbing their sleepy eyes as it was literally midnight and I'm fucking blushing and twirling over a reply. I twirled around the room, my heart racing like a jackrabbit. I had to share the news with them, had to make sure I wasn't dreaming.
I rushed to Bella, my face alight with a goofy grin. "Pinch me, girl! I think I'm in a dream or something!" I begged. "What happened?" Bella chuckled and obliged, her fingers sinking into my arm. I yelped in surprise, but my smile never wavered.
Aleena, still groggy, beckoned me closer. "Idhar aa, Niti." I hastened to her side, my phone still clutched in my hand. As I approached, she pinched my arm, a bit too hard. I winced, rubbing the sore spot.
"Are khebdi, itna jor se nahi karna tha!" I complained, laughing. Aleena's eyes sparkled with amusement.
"Ok, whatever, listen... HE FOLLOWED ME!!!" I announced, my voice trembling with excitement.
"Ahh, Nitika, tell directly now whom do you mean by HE?!" aleena urged, tossing aside her covers.
I took a deep breath, savoring the moment. "Him, my favorite biker!" Aleena's eyes went wide, and she sat up straight, her sleepiness forgotten.
"OMG, what? That hot biker, who has so many followers?" Bella's voice was laced with awe.
I nodded vigorously, my smile still plastered on my face. "Yes, yes! The same one! Can you believe it? He followed ME!"
Bella and Aleena exchanged a stunned glance, and then they both burst into cheers and applause. We spent the rest of the night squealing, analyzing every possible reason behind' follow.
A V Y A A N
I settled into my couch, scrolling through the comments on my latest reel. The usual praise and admiration from my followers - until one comment caught my eye. Nitika's name popped up, and my heart skipped a beat.
"Gurls stop drooling over him, he's my boyfriend," she commented, her words bold and playful.
I felt my face heat up, my cheeks burning with a flush. "Don't blush, you can't blush, boy, don't blush," I muttered to myself, trying to compose myself. But it was too late. I was already blushing, my face on fire.
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