We had six subjects in total. And in between I didn't had a few papers which he had and vice versa.
Our last paper together was Geography. This time, too, he had finished it really fast and was waiting outside.
"Hey." I smiled as I walked towards him after submitting my paper.
"Hi." He blushed. "How was Geo?"
"It was good. I mean actually good." I smiled. "What about you?"
"Good." He nodded as he walked downstairs.
"Where are you going?" I frowned.
Aren't we supposed to go to our happy place? It was our last day.
"Home." He answered slowly.
"Why? Let's wait. Today's the last we'll see each other." My face fell.
"Last day?" He turned towards me. "What do you mean? Aren't you coming for movies with me in vacation?"
"Uh...Puneet, I'm not allowed to go that way with a guy." I mumbled.
"Dumb girl. Make some excuses. Say that you're going with your female friends." He raised his eyebrows.
"Okay. I'll try." I answered. "But we can at least spend sometime right now. There's still twenty minutes to go."
"It's locked upstairs. The watchman has closed the doors." He said, stepping on the stairs.
"Oh." I felt really bad. I wanted to kiss him.
"Let's go." He caught my hand and dragged me along with him.
Once we were downstairs, he insisted that we could sit on the back stairs.
But as we were going there, the watchmen came out of nowhere and started yelling us and ordering us to leave the corridor and go outside.
"Sorry." He muttered and we went to sit on the outer pavilion.
"When is your dad coming?" He asked.
"Dad won't be coming today. That's why I told you, we could spend some more time. I have my last exam after a week, so no hurry to prepare."
"Oh. Why are we sitting here? Come on then." He stood up.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"Will drink cold coffee, maybe. Do you like it?"
"A lot." I giggled.
Together, on his Activa, we went to JM road. He pulled up in front of a bakery named Modern Bakery.
"Get down." He said and I hopped off his scooter.
"I'll park and be right back." He said and drove off a distance and parked his scooter.
"Two cold coffees, please." He ordered at the counter. "Do you want anything more, Rishika?" He stared at me.
"Well, I wanna have that chocolate pastry." I pointed at the glass cases which showcased various cakes and pastries and chocolates.
"Okay. One chocolate pastry." He said and paid the money.
We sipped on our cold coffees with ease. It soothed my throat. It was March. The hot air was still up.
"Do you want a bite?" I asked, cutting an edge of the pastry with the plastic spoon.
"Sure." He smiled and I took the spoon near his mouth.
"Open up, little kid." I giggled.
He obeyed like a child and opened his mouth. I put the piece of cake in.
"Yummy!" He chewed it slowly.
"Thanks for the sweet tooth." I laughed.
"No problem." He nodded and waited for me to finish off the pastry.
"You done?" He asked as I threw the plate in the trash can.
"Yes." I smiled and took my backpack.
He then dropped me to the bus stop.
"I love you." I blushed as he was about to leave.
"I love you, too." He winked and drove off with top speed.
I made a mental note to remind him not to drive in such a speed.
That night, we chatted on WhatsApp for awhile.
Me: Hi.
He: Hey. What's up?
Me: I didn't study anything today. One weel holiday before my last paper. So watchimg a movie. What about u?
He: I'm roaming with friends.
Me: Oh. Where do u roam around so much?
He: Pimple Gurav.
Me: Oh. Had dinner?
He: Yeah. And u?
Me: Not yet. You know my timing.
He: Yeah. Still it has become a habit to ask. :)
Me: Oh. Yep. When will you go home?
He: After sometimes.
Me: Alright. And say.
He: Nothing.
Me: I wish u could come to my place just like Edward did in Twilight.
He: Oh. U like him then?
Me: A lot. And u?
He: I like Jacob. He has a perfect physique. Real builder.
Me: Oh. Even I like him. But unfortunately, he never gets Bella. :(
He: Hmm. He was the real lover who actually could give up his life for her.
Me: I know right? I wish you just could come right now.
He: Me too. But impossible thing to do. :/
Me: Yeah. Okay, I'll have dinner. Chat with u tomorrow. Bye.
He: Goodnight.
Me: Love ya.
He: I love u too. :)That day's chats were over.
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Will You Be Mine Again?
Teen Fiction*BASED ON A TRUE EXPERIENCE* Rishika Chatterjee is a chubby, fun loving girl who's a literature student in a reputed college in Pune. Her life was going smooth with her close BFFs, music, novels and fictional boyfriends. But it changes drastically...