LOVE AT MY DOORSTEP

i dont remember a thing..

"Nice to meet u adhvik"

"Same here pretty lady"

"bye i gotta go my bro must be looking out for me."

"Hey wait.!"

"what for?"

"How am i suppose to contact you if i want to?"

Wait did he just say that. A guy asking for my contact.Is he gone nuts? I am pretty sure there some prank going on here.What about his girlfriend.she will kill him for this.This is what i assume that hot guys have creepy girlfriends.Ohh god what if she kills me also. i dont wanna die young.

"hey keya.Back to earth"

"Ohh ya right sorry"

"What about your girlfriend. I am pretty sure she will kill you if she finds out you are going around asking other girls number."

"after talking for about an hour up there you still dont know anything about me.thats pretty bad.I dont have a gf"

"pretty and bad? how can u say those two words together.ya i have heard a lot of people saying it but why i mean u can still just say bad. or very bad."

Why do i end up saying stupid stuff when i am nervous! urghhh! i thought to myself.

"is that what you picked up from the whole sentence?

"its just that..its just...."

"nervous?"

Ohh well i guess he read my face.i feel like a open book lying on the street.

"ya i guess.bye i gotta go.sorry.and ya i had a nice time bye."

Two times bye in the same sentence.Like who says that?

i quickly texted Sid to meet me because i was feeling kind of throwing up somewhere.

And then i just remember Sid driving me home.

I finally woke up next morning to welcome the first day of the year with a pounding headache.

i realised i was still in the party clothes so i quickly freshened up.changed my clothes and went downstairs i found sid watching some movie on TV and the volume was enough to increase my headache.

"Hey dude will you lower that please.My heads hurting a lot."

"ohh so you up siso.hahah..what a fun night it was. Like seriously who says fishes are swimming in the sky and birds are flying in water.?"

"what? i Dint say that for sure!"

"yes you did.hahah.it was a amazing ride back home.go first grab the pill i have kept for you on the table.i knew you would wake up with a headache."

I told you my bro was one of the coolest.He actually dint have any problem with me drinking.But i guess my  parents will have.Thats when i remembered my parents were no where to be seen.

"Oh Ok thanks.By the way wheres maa and paa?"

"They have gone to meet someone.They were really angry when you entered home drunk last night.They said they will speak to you when they are back"

Tomorrow's headlines. PARENTS KILLED THEIR DAUGHTER FOR ARRIVING HOME DRUNK ON 31st NIGHT.

I as so dead. i am so dead.i kept rambling to my self. took the pill and went upstairs to check my phone.For sure my Inbox is going to be full of messages like 'where are you girl?' 'pick up your phone!' 'Are you dead?' .

My besties find it difficult to digest the fact that a person might be sleeping and not be kidnapped if he or she doesnt answer your calls or replies to your messages.

But then i forget.They are my friends.

I am lying on my bed listening to music because i am not in a mood to read and  reply to 150 messages on whatsapp.

i am just thinking how yesterday was.trying to remember what happened.

Out of the blue i rembered about the brown eyed guy i met yesterday.Well even i have brown eyes but so does half of India.or i guess more.

"adhvik" i said in a low voice. i dont know why but i just couldnt forget those eyes that were shining in the moonlight.

"ya you were speaking about this guy a lot yesterday" sid said leaning against the door.

"was i?"

"yes.Who is he? the whole ride back home you were like adhvik this. adhvik  that.He is so hot.he has no girlfriend. you just couldnt stop."

"geezz..Remember the guy who i met at 12.its him!"

"well i guess then god granted you wish"

he left after saying that and I sat there shocked. #1 i have never called a guy hot

#2 i never speak about guys much.

does this mean i like him? i mean i have never liked any guy till date. did god really grant my wish ? i liked a guy back then when i was 5 .well thats what my mom says. And i guess then he shifted to Canada.so the story ended there.

But now i have grown up.Not that i dont think about guys at all but i find it much more easier to keep myself occupied with my studies.

Do i actually like him? what about love? naa love would be an exxageration. but he was cute.

I heard the door bell ring.

And after a minute i heard sid calling out for me "hey keez there someone at the door for you!"

Me? Maybe my friends are really worried about me. i havent yet replied to their messages.It must be one of them.

I ran downstairs and found the person i least expected at my doorstep.

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