Rivalry Sparks

Chapter 3

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हो.. हर लिमिट की हाइट पे चढ़के
Dance बसंती

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I dance , actually I'm brilliant at it. But the thing is nobody knows this except the one and only Aanya Malhotra.

And now just because she is tipsy she wants me to groove with her brother, jiski shakal dekh kar hi mujhe gussa aa jata hai.

Usko bhi ata hai meri shakal dekh k .

But neither of us can do anything right now, cuz even if me and him team up , we can't defeat Aanya.

So ,we faced the reality and moved ahead.

"Let's dance " we both said.

Till now we're only holding hands , and my body was full of this unwanted feeling.

I've held hands before of course, but not like this.

Not of the man I hate.

Alcohol was making me sluggish.With this slow and boring music and the man beside me , Everything was utterly monotonous.

Aditya doesn't even know G of dance. Yes G , cuz doesn't include a G. Similarly, he has nothing, not even an inch of any kind of emotion for dance.

I noticed him looking idhar udhar, barely holding my hand for the sake of his sister.

Kabhi ek pair England , Or ek Canada.

Kuch bhi chal raha tha iska.

I was thoroughly fed up at this point. I didn't want to be here in the first place but I was .

And to make the situation more tragic , I was stuck with him cuz

Aanya was just standing right in front of us.

I glanced at her way and smiled. She showed me 👍.

Wow.

And then I directed my gaze at him. He was already looking at my face.

"Kya dekh raha hai ?" I asked him .

"Tujhe nahi dekh raha " he answered, lair.

"Khali jooth hi bolna ata hai tujhe " I responded in a huffy manner .

He gave me a cold look and baas hogya mera . Ab I can't control anymore.

"Dance to aap ekdam mashallah karte ho " I made fun of him and even a laugh left my throat.

He overlooked me with a hateful expression. Something changed in his gaze.

Does he think it scares me . Like Mai dar jaugi , bchao bchao Karu gi.