Nirvana Love

One

           Typa girl that'll make you wanna dream (me)
Typa girl that came straight off of the screen (screen, screen)
Typa girl you wanna ice up, make me freeze (hot, hot)
Typa girl you wanna wife up, sign the pre

Being an influencer sucks.You're neither a celebrity nor a common person .If you have stalkers it was your fault to post on social media and get a stalker at your ass.

Here I was sitting in the police station just because some fucker had broke into my apartment."But that's not her fault Sir,what she did was post her dance covers on social media you can't victim blame her"Argued my Manager aka my BFF Vanya.

"I'm not telling you that madam but you should have been more considerate about her safety and take precautions about what to post" If I listened to my intrusive thoughts I would have killed the officer right now but another idea creeped into my mind.

I glanced at my stalker tied in front of me."Sir,We are sitting here for an hour are you going to register the FIR or should I use other ways to make you do so."

The officer clearly knew what my next move was and he was damn right I pull out my phone and go to the live section." Don't you dare to do that" Vanya shouted.By the time she tried to pull out my phone I was already live."Hey buds how are you all doing?"

Messages start popping up

You're so pretty!
Hey there...
Are you there for new shoot on the set?It looks so much like a real police station.

"No, no! I'm not here for a photoshoot." Instead, I'm excited to introduce you to my new friends! I turned my camera around so all my followers could see the police station, and soon the messages started pouring in again.

Who's there tied up?
Woahh! The set is really very natural.
Are you safe is he stalking you?

"I made a new friend y'all"I smiled "wanna know how" I smirked "Nothing really.He just broke into my apartment. "I said "Ashmi, please." Cried Vanya
Ignoring her I focused my camera to the officer.

"And he,oh..Senior Inspector S..." I was about to speak his name but bastard shouted "I'll write record your FIR miss..." the bastard was scared to shit I could definitely tell that.

I again focused the camera to myself " That will be all for today lilies..And again don't forget to watch my new dance cover on the latest Stray kids song." Saying this I ended my live.

"I guess you're registering the FIR now." I spoke with the a smirk. And yes he did.I reached my apartment after two hours and oh god I wanted to crash on my bed and sleep like baby but Vanya called me.

"You better take care of what mess you made." She was angry and I could tell that. " I didn't make a mess rather I taught them with a lesson." I argued " Ashmiii...A thousand of Articles are popping up in the middle of the night leave tomorrow alone."

I knew I had made up a great mess but still he was not registering the FIR so I had to do so "I'll just post a video stating what happened and whatsoever..and now you better leave my apartment as I'm feeling sleepy we'll see to it tomorrow." I yawned

" I'm not leaving,I'm staying tonight with you"she responded "Fine,you know where the guest room is." Saying this I walked to my room not bothering to get into comfortable clothes.

I was again on my phone thousands of article and post had appeared..some of my fan pages made my edits understanding the whole situation and like this I didn't even know when did I sleep.
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"Please, just leave me alone! I-I can't take this anymore."I feel like something is lurking behind me, chasing me, as if it wants to consume me whole. I'm screaming at the top of my lungs, but no one seems to hear me.

What is going on? Suddenly, I hear a familiar voice calling out, "Ashmi! Ashmi, wake up!" I recognize that voice. Gradually, my eyes flutter open, and I realize it was just a nightmare.

Vanya is sitting next to me. "What time is it?" I ask. "It's 10 in the morning," she replies. "I was planning to film an apology video, but it looks like that's not happening right now."

"I can still do it," I say. "I just don't want to put on that 'sad face look makeup.' Let me fix my hair, and then we'll be ready to go."

She pulls out the camera, and we start filming the video, but I can't shake this uneasy feeling in my stomach, almost like I might be sick. I'm not sure what's going on.

"Vanya, I'm going to order some food. What do you feel like eating?" I ask. "How about some Masala Dosa?" she replies.

"Alright, I'll place the order and head to the store for some snacks. Want to join me?" I offer. "I just got my period, so I don't think I can walk," she says.

I realize she's been so thoughtful and cleaning up for the mess I made all day, and I had no idea she was dealing with her period. I know I can be a bitch sometimes , but right now my baby girl is suffering.

"You stay put in bed! I'll grab you some dark chocolate with 70% cocoa, just how you like it," I insist, gently pushing her back onto the bed.

"You're the perfect example of 'if my boyfriend won't, my bestie will.' I love you!" she exclaims. "Aww, I love you too, bbg! Now just relax and watch some K-dramas. Don't get out of bed; I'll be back soon," I promise her before heading out of my apartment.

I stepped out and made my way to the store, where I had already tossed two packets of dark chocolate into my cart. I was planning to grab some Kurkure,(Indian version of cheetos).

Suddenly, I felt a firm chest press against my back, and my hands accidentally brushed against someone else's.

Before I knew it, they snatched the last packet of my favorite snack right out of my reach. A deep voice warned, "Don't even think about starting a fight over a snack."
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                                           So there you go as I said it's my first book
                               I might not be good with the grammar but please spare.
                                                     Also please try to vote love y'all