His Unhinged Love

Chapter 5

Aashvi pov

Sarah and I exchanged a curious glance. Who were these girls talking about .

Just then, The announcer's voice boomed through the stadium, "And now, put your hands together for our star riders... Kabir and Vihaan!"

And he announced the other names too
But we were both concentrated on kabir and vihaan only

Then, it hit me - the girls we overheard earlier were talking about Kabir and Vihaan!

"Wait a minute..." Sarah said, her eyes sparkling with realization. "Those girls were talking about them!"

I nodded, laughter bubbling up. "Yeah, they were! 'The King of the Track' and 'The Cute Charm'!"

Sarah's face froze, her eyes saucers. "What?! Vihaan is racing?!" she screamed, grabbing my arm.

I was equally stunned, my eyes scanning the track for Kabir. "And Kabir too?!" I exclaimed.

My heart skipped a beat as I processed the news. I felt like I was dreaming.

"Kabir and Vihaan are racing?!" I shouted, bouncing up and down. "Why didn't they tell us?"

Sarah laughed, sharing my surprise.

"I know them, and I had no idea!" Sarah exclaimed. "We hang out with them all the time!"

I felt electric, my excitement radiating through every pore.

"This just got personal!" I whispered, beaming.

Sarah grinned, high-fiving me.

"Let's cheer them on!" she screamed.

We pushed our way to the front of the crowd, determined to get the best view.

Who would have thought our friends were racing legends?

The starting lights flashed green, and the engines roared to life.

Kabir and Vihaan shot off like rockets, their bikes devouring the track.

The crowd erupted, a sea of screaming fans waving flags and banners.

Sarah and I were lost in the chaos, our voices hoarse from cheering.

"Go, Kabir, go!" I yelled.

"Vihaan, yes!" Sarah screamed.

Their bikes zigzagged through the track, Kabir's skill and Vihaan's daring maneuvers leaving the competition in the dust.

The air was charged with tension as they approached the final lap.

Would Kabir maintain his reign as "The King of the Track"?

Or would Vihaan's charm and agility steal the win?

The crowd's energy was infectious, fueling my excitement.

This was it - the moment of truth!

I grabbed Sarah's arm, my nails digging into her skin.

"This is it!" I whispered, my heart racing.

Sarah's eyes locked onto mine, shining with excitement.

"Come on, guys!" we screamed in unison.

The checkered flag waved, signaling the final stretch of 1st round

Kabir and Vihaan neck and neck, their bikes thundering toward the finish line.

The crowd's roar became deafening.

Sarah and I held our breath, our screams caught in our throats.

Who would cross the finish line first?