Two bestfriends
Two broken hearts
One Unforeseen Marriage
Will they ever fall in love or is this going to be another heartbreak for them?
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"Stop staring into our souls, Bro. Let us in." Ishan said, in a playful voice.
I cleared my throat and stepped aside, giving them space to walk into the room and make my life a living hell for the next few minutes.
All three of them entered the suite with smirks lacing their faces, giving me a hint of their scoundrelly complot.
"Do anjaane ajanabi..." Ishan started singing as soon as he entered the room, making me roll my eyes.
Not even a second, Bhai. Not even a second!
"Tana na na na..." Jason sang the ridiculous background music of the song, throwing an arm around Ishan's shoulders.
Bitch.
"Chale baandhane bandhan..." Ishan continued, bestrewing his discordant voice all over the room.
I facepalmed myself as I heard those incels in the background, fortifying myself for their long awaited bullying. I heaved a sigh while closing the door then turned around to follow them.
"Haye re...dil me hai ye uljhan." Jason sang the next lyrics.
"Mil kar kya bole?" Abhishek tuned in.
Tu toh saale kuch mat hi bol.
(Don't you dare say anything.)
"Kya bolein? Kya bolein? Re milkar..."
Before Ishan could torture my ears with more of his loud un-melodious singing, I interrupted him.
"Shut the fuck up." I said, looking at Ishan then at Abhishek and Jason, one by one.
Abhishek and Jason turned their heads to look at me, biting back their smirks then turned back around and sat on the sofa.
"Nain- I mean, Bhabhi ji kaha hai?" Ishan asked, looking at me as he sat in the middle of the other two bitches.
(Where's sister-in-law?)
I looked at him with a deadpan expression while he stared back at me, a devilish grin embellishing his face.
"Is Nain- I mean, your bestfriend who's now your WIFE not awake yet?" Abhishek asked, adding on to Ishan's ridiculous humour, a mischievous glint overcast in his eyes.
Ek hote hai dost, dusre hote hai harami dost, aur teesre hote hai BKL dost. Ye teeno BKL hai.
"Tu toh muh band hi rakh apna." I said, narrowing my eyes at Abhishek, insinuating his newly developed crush on Prisha.
(You better keep your mouth shut.)
"Iska muh toh Prisha Bhabhi ne pehle se band karke rakha hai." Ishan said, with a snort.
(Prisha has already shut his mouth.)
Abhishek turned towards Ishan in a jolt, his mouth hanging open in disbelief, a look of betrayal adorning his face.
