Aap Koun Hai? PT 1

Beach Gossips👀🐬

In a dark swimming suit and short, Neha's hands are tightly folded across her chest as she furiously bites on her pink bubble gum. Blowing it into a balloon and then allowing it to burst on her wheatish skin.

She gathers the pink gum in her mouth again and continues this process.

"Ummm..." I gulp at her. "I think you are at the wrong room number."

She shakes her head "No. Payal right?"

I blink "Yess"

She rakes me up and down, narrowing her eyes, clearly judging my gray elephant pajamas.

"I.." she breathes, not tearing her gaze from them "wanted to invite you".

"Invite me??" I almost shout.

"Yes " her eyes meet mine "Come with us to the beach. Everyone is there even...Vihaan."

Ohh?? So he is there??

Abandoning me completely...

I grind my teeth "No thanks. I'll stay here. "

I slam the door in her face, but she wedges a foot in between before it can close shut and kicks it back open.

The door knocks into the wall and I have to grab it before it crashes a second time.

She looks unbothered on the other hand, watching me struggle.

"Vihaan insisted on you coming" her voice monotone "He also brought clothes for you"

She holds out an orange bag.

Does he think I am a charity or something?

"No thanks I have my own clothes-"

"He insisted you wear these." she stares blankly at me, but she hides her thoughts on the clothes I am wearing.

I am about to refuse again but she reads my mind

"You don't want to see him mad Payal. As his friend, I can tell you it's not fun I should know ."

I glare at her with contempt for a while, though really it should be towards Vihaan.

But her smug smile is a pest.

I slam the door once more but again she wedges her foot in between again, cutting it quite close.

"Anyways since you are one of us now we might as well try to be friends, I can help you."

One of us???

And with that she slips her foot out and the door slams shut.

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Reluctantly I get ready, wearing quite the orange tank top and shorts and Neha drives me to the beach where everyone was.

She was right.

Everyone is here.

Really?? Partying?? After encountering a fricking shootout?

Are they nuts??

I want to go back home and rest. A hotel or preferably my actual home in Mumbai.

The area is lit with neon purple blue and red lights that line the tents and stands.

Red and white striped umbrellas are rooted in the sands acting as shade against the blasting sun. Mostly everyone are on the stretch back blue seats, that over watch the near sunset that will occur.

Including Vihaan. He bathes in the sunlight with dark shades, in blissful peace and orange shorts.

Wait, purple?

It is purple.

Is he trying to make us match???

"C'mon..."

Neha drags me to the bar, under a thatched straw roof, with a thick wooden cylinder supporting it, again lined with those lights.

It's spacious but dark, even with the lights and I am starting to regret coming here.

I hate the darkness

"What would you like" Neha asks as the music plays in the background, a song that makes everyone on the their feet, and dance and away.

How are they able to do that?

I barely know half of these people.

My tongue stings with the poisonous salt , and my nose wrinkles at the smell of seaweed.

"Payal?"

I snap

"Umm no thanks "

She rolls her eyes and pushes a wooden cup in my hands as I try to look through the dancers getting between my vision.

"At least try once"

At the point where the sand meets the sea my eyes rest on two figures, Amara and Kairav, both of them sitting on the sand as the mischievous waves splash them with water.

It's cute.

I am happy they are getting along and their parents don't seem to be here today either.

The sun is setting too...

"So what is it like? Being Vihaan's girlfriend" Neha asks, gulping down her cup staring at the dancing shadows

"It's fine. Difficult at first, you know it's hard to get used to and all. But it's nice. H-he is nice..."

"I hope it stays that way. He isn't all roses. if you can't handle him."

I scrunch my brows. What happened to her?

I thought they were friends? Maybe more at one point.

"What do you mean?" I ask a little smile to lighten the mood.

But she doesn't get the hint.

Instead she glares at him "He- he's selfish. It doesn't matter who you are to him." She gulped down her cup in such a rush, that I have to take away the cup from her before she choked. " 'Your father could have revealed everything, and besides he is guilty anyways' that was Vihaan's damn excuse" and with one of her flailing hands knocks down all the cups on the table to the floor.

I freeze and shriek inside What the hell is wrong with her.?? And was she talking about

A side of the room eyes us displeased and I can only laugh nervously

She stumbles back and forth

Until finally standing still "This isn't fair! He ruined my life. I told him to keep his mouth shut about it! "

I cringe at the girl, but pity also has a place for her. Her father is not the best man and I suppose neither is her best friend. Vihaan one cruel boy, going lengths to protect his secret and I want to know it.

"I am disappointed to find you drinking but your friend is right... "

I find my dad behind me.

So he finally decides to break the ice.

I study his stone features, his hands locked behind him, not letting anyone read him.

"Since your companion is no longer sober. Why don't you talk to your old man again? Huh? We have a lot to discuss"

Hey hope you enjoyed the chapter

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What will they discuss?

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