My train of thoughts were interrupted by that man from the newly wedded couple. "damn, i should ask his name first...!!" i thought.
"want some coffee..?" he asked. I eyed at Mr.cutie. He smilled and gave a nod to me. what the freaking hell was that??? is he interested in me? Or does he know im into him? Or maybe he is just a pervert,...I would totally want it to be the first option. I thought.
"uhmm...fine. Il just grab some bucks from my bag..." i said and got up.
"No worries, i'll pay." someone said behind my back. I turned back and looked. Mr.cutie was smiling at me and was about to pay for my coffee.
oh stop him you jek!
"NOOOO..!!!" I called out loud and was about to go back and stop his hands from giving the money, when Kiara, the little girl decided to play horsey horsey and put her head in between my legs...
THUMP.
There I was. On the floor. On my stomach. The floor seems to smell like gross feet. Yuck...why the hell am i thinking of the floor..?!? "your screwed." My smart inner voice said. Everybody around the seat got up and gathered around me to pick me up. "Are you alright?" someone asked. Please god...Mr.Cutie is like the last person i would want to be seen like this infront of. may it not be him.
But well, god had no intentions to listen to me. It was Mr.Cutie. Great! "How pretty do you tink you look??" I asked myself.
"Wait lemme help you...." He held his hand towards me. Well, for the matter of fact I could have got up on my own. I just wanted to feel his skin. I gave my hand to him and he pulled me toward him. EEKS... unfotunately or fortunately ou height distance was just same and his grip and pull was very strong that our lips were about to meet. I pulled myself back before it created anything..anything magical enough to make me faint.
"Uhmm...sorry..i-i-i j-st fel-ll..i do-ont k-nonw..uhmm.."i was blurting something which i myself had no idea of.
great now he would think you are a maniac.
"Its ok..accidents happen every now and then." he said and gave a smile. Ahhh his smile..!! takes my heart away....
i adjusted myself on my feet and made myself proper. I appologized the guy who came with tea to sell who was giving weird looks to the coffee vender. thank all the gods in the heaven mom is not here right now. You would have been grounded for a week for your clumsy behaviour!
I walked to the seat the my ";new friends".
"Hey so dumb of me. I bought you a cup of coffee and i dont know your name yet.." he said. well, well you are fast and the furiously cute! ahaan...i like it!
"Zaara..." I said.
"That is such a beautiful name!...Zaara....Zaara..Zaara.." he said. He was repeating my name as if he was trying to pronounce some hard spelling i gave im and he needs to pronounce it fluently. duh!
well,i hope you find me cute just like you find my name beautiful. DUH..shut up you little stupid inner voice!!!
"What does Zaara mean..?" he asked.
"In flower..." i said.
"well thats a pretty name for a pretty girl like you." he said with a smirk.
holy mother of all gods!!!! did this guy call me pretty?? or well, i can be dreaming too. pinch me god just pinch me!
*THAAMP*
A handbag that belonged to a lady which was hanging over my head fell on me. GREAT! well in a way that was kind of a sign that I was not dreaming and it was actually real. I was embarssed all over again infront of him.
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