CHAPTER 30
Shehnaaz's POV
I don't know why I am stuck here. Believe me this doesn't have my consent, in fact I am forced to be in this situation.
By whom?
By my very sweet Nani. Note: here sweet means bitter.
"Just call your doctor. I can't wait anymore." I groaned looking at the man sitting beside me.
"What errands you have to run, if I may ask?" Sidharth asked after 2 minutes of silence.
"I can't just breath the same air as you." I exhaled my breath in frustration.
"Shut up or I'll make you out of breath." He huskily whispered into my ears, his breath hot and tempting on my lips challenging me. I gulped before my lips loses it's control. "Shut up." I replied.
He smirked before adjusting his tuxedo and sitting straight. Soon a nurse informed us that we can go to meet the doctor.
"Your reports are normal Mr. Shukla, infection is almost gone but we need to take one last blood test." Doctor informed after reviewing the reports.
"Alright." Came Sidharth's short reply.
I just sat there, Wondering what dishes I'm going to eat today when I reach home.
Maybe I'll eat some lasagna today.
No, let's eat pasta!
Yeah pasta seems tempting too.
But how about cheesy garlic bread? Yummmmm!
Oh my gawd, I can just imagine myself drooling over it.
I'm thinking about having some cheese cake too.
Stop thinking brainy!
Brainy?
Yeah you brainy, my inner thoughts who doesn't seem to shut up and make me take some questionable decisions to ruin my life.
Alright, impressive. *Lots of kisses*
"SHEHNAAZ!" I jolted back in my senses as I heard Sidharth's voice.
"Yes." I answered.
"Are you day dreaming? We need to go to nurse, c'mon." He said sternly. I rolled my eyes before leaving the doctor's cabin behind him.
We met the nurse who made Sidharth sit on a stool before telling him to remove his blazer and roll up his sleeves, as she is going to pierce the needle inside is skin.
Ab Maza ayega! Hahahaha!
I know right! It will be so fun watching him in pain.
"Pump this ball." Nurse gave him a smiley ball to pump in his hand. He started pumping him, his big palms made the ball look so small.
I wonder is how his hands would look squeezing your-
SHUT THE FUCK UP! OR I'LL SHOOT A GUN IN YOU!
YOU ARE READING
P.S. I HATE YOU
Fanfiction"Why?" I asked. He didn't answer me, his eyes were calm and cold. "You cannot just take anybody's life!" I yelled at him. He took a step towards me, putting his hands in the pockets of his slacks. "I can." He snapped. "But why? It's not like you...
