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'Shrey, anaya seems to be a very sweet girl how come you became such good friends with her?' yuvi asked me when we were going back to his place.

'I wonder this too, how and why did she become friends with me. I actually feel bad for hurting her and that is why I am actually doing whatever she says.'

'what did you do btw?'

now was the time I thought of actually telling yuvi about anaya. I wanted to know what does he feel for her. he atleast thinks that she is a very sweet girl which she undoubtedly is. but what if I end up spoiling things? no yuvraj won't do that. I know him since a long time now.  

'uhhmm uhhhmm! where are you Mr.dreamer?'

'I actually wanted to tell you something about anaya and why and how did I hurt her feelings? but let's just reach home first.'

we reached yuvraj's place, and the first thing yuvraj asked me to do was tell everything.

'okay so, I wanted to ask you what type of a girl anaya is according to you? I mean like before today have you talked to her or anything?

'she is a very sweet girl, different, energetic, joyful. but I never got any chance to talk to her because she seems very shy to me. like today also she hardly talked to me. but why are you asking this?'

'umm the thing is anaya has a very huge crush on you. and I wanted to know if you feel the same for her.'

'what did you just say? anaya likes me? are you serious? what does she even like in me? I thought she was different and not behind a person's looks or money but she also turned out to be the same.'

' no dude no ! she loves you for who you are and not your looks. she isn't even aware about your money.'

I assured yuvi and told him everything that happened that day when anaya confessed her feelings.

'If its true I actually wanna know that if she truely likes me or is just like any other girl because today I really seemed to like her. she was dressed up so simply with a hint of kajal in her eyes. that laugh she did when she offered you some ice cream but ate it herself. 

its like she is free from all the sorrow or any problems. she can make any guy go crazy for her.'

'wait wait. anaya is not just any other girl, she is my bestest friend and if you end up hurting her you better watch it. she is not like those sluts or bitches you have dated and left. she actually takes the concept of love seriously.'

I warned yuvi as I didn't want her feelings to be hurt this time as well.

'what will you do but? inorder to impress her and be with her?

'First I really wanna know her a little more to know what kind of a person is she, and we will see how does it go from there. this weekend is the perfect time to get to know it all.'

'see, what ever you do, don't you hurt her at all.' I sternly warned yuvi.

'yes sir ! I won't.!' he teased me.

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Finally the weekend came, we thought of inviting kiara with us too but she had to go to Goa with her family for some monsoon picnic, her family basically just needed any xyz reason to go from mumbai so it was only me, anaya and yuvraj to have fun.

I woke up by 8 and called up yuvraj to be ready by 9 as I wanted to surprise or rather shock Ms.sleepy head by directly reaching her place.

I had all the events planned in my mind and I was determined to make yuvraj fall in love totally for anaya as I wanted them to be together.

By 9.30 we reached her place, I called her up on her cell twice but she didn't pick up I knew she would be sleeping so we directly started ringing her bell until she woke up and finally opened the door.

she opened the door in half sleep and her hair were messed up, her kajal was smudged a bit around her eyes, she was still in her night dress but despite all that she looked beautiful.

she was smiling ear to ear on seeing us, and quickly tied her hair to make it look a little better, I wish someone could tell her she looked much prettier with her hair open.

'Ohh please, just leave them open, you look more beautiful with ur hair let down' yuvraj literally spoke up my thoughts.

she blushed and left her hair open. 

'I knew you would be sleeping, you have to spend the whole day with us and whats the point if you sleep away half of it.'

'normal people like to sleep, unlike you, anyways what would we do so early in the morning?'

'You just go and freshen up and leave the rest upon us, you are gonaa be served a delicious breakfast made by none other than the world's best upcoming chefs yuvraj and me' I announced.

she burst out laughing, 'yuvraj and you are gonna cook? please I need to stay alive, I know you love to cook though but what about yuvraj?.'

'I am a great foodie and thus try to make as many dishes and various cusines as possible so belle fille( beautiful girl) please go and let us serve you shortly.' yuvraj defended.

she went to freshen up while we made coffee and pancakes for her. I knew the first thing she wants in the morning is coffee with Bombay Times to read all the juicy news of Bollywood.  

we tasted our pancakes and they were very tasty indeed. 

'something smells incredibly appealing, what have you guys made for me?.'  

she said as soon as she came out of her bath.  

'le cafe et la pancakes pour la belle madam'( some coffee and pancakes for the beautiful lady) yuvraj said, anaya was a student of French and yuvraj well knew a lot of languages.

'what's with the French today yuvraj? and what did you just say to her?' I asked.

'I don't know French is the swetest language I know so, and I am sure she understood what I just spoke, didnt you?' yuvraj asked anaya.

' ofcourse I did, and merci (thank you) for this delicious breakfast both of you. now whats the plan for the day ahead?'

'you will know very soon, the day has just begun, and plus let us also eat something. but one thing that we can assure you is that you won't get bored for even a minute.' I told her.

'I am super excited to know what all are we gonna do today, but by far this has been my most memorable mornings.'

'Glad you feel that way. and this is just the begging.' yuvraj winked at her.

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