Chapter 2

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Ayesha's POV

His eyes are focused on the road and he is not even saying a word. Why is his expression always so tough? Does he even ever smile?

"Where do you exactly live?" He asks, his voice still rude.

"Pali hill. Bungalow number 6." I inform.

"Okay."

He drives in a speed of hundred at the highway and I can't control myself anymore from asking him to slow down.

"Please slow down. I don't feel comfortable with this much of speed." I plead.

"First of all I am dropping you against my will and then you are telling me what to do? Its my car and I'll drive it the way I want. If you are not comfortable then get out." He says driving even more fast.

"Why are you so rude?" I mutter, clearly disgusted and hurt.

"Why are you so nosy?" He mocks.

I was just going to fire back but unfortunately or fortunately my phone rings. I pick up the call immediately as I see Rohit's name flashing on my screen.

"Hey baby." Rohit says.

"Hi"

"I am sorry I wasn't able to pick you up. How are you going back? Should I come now?" He asks.

"No, its okay. Amy's friend is dropping me." I say looking at that 'friend'.

"Amisha is back?"

"Yeah!"

"Oh... Then great. I'll meet you in the evening. Bye and I love you." He says.

"Goodbye Rohit and I love you too." I reply and by the time I cut the call, I see Kabir staring at me.

"What?" I ask.

"Nothing." He says and looks back to the road.

After crossing the highway, we get stuck in the Mumbai traffic.

"I hate this traffic." He groans hitting the steering wheel.

"Do you even smile?" I finally ask.

"No. Any problem?"

"God! I can't even try to talk to you." I groan.

"So don't."

"Ugghh!" Walking home was a better option than to ride home with this Kabir Khanna. The traffic clears out soon and he continues to drive in his fast speed and Ouch! My head hits the window as Kabir takes a long break. I pull back and adjust my hair before groaning in pain.

"Are you fine?" Kabir asks with a neutral expression.

"Yeah." I reply with my hand still on my head,trying to soothe the pain.

"I'll drive a little slower." He says with a monotonous tone. Woah. I stop myself from giving him a taunt because I want a peaceful journey ahead. Why is the campus so far from my house?

In some more 5 minutes of pin drop silence in the car,we pull in my driveway.

"Thank you." I say plainly and he nods and leaves. He could say welcome. Couldn't he?

I go inside my house and the moment I take a step inside, I'm bombarded with questions.

"How was your day?" My mom asks.

"How is the college beta? Great na!" My dad exclaims

"Were there any hot guys?" My small sister,Kiara asks.

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