The Sparks Of Love | ✓

Chapter - 2

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They were coping up with humor and stuffing their mouths with food at this point. Many people had left the restaurant already and it'd become a little bit emptier than earlier when they had walked in.

The waiter removed the empty plates and served some more water before taking his leave again. Maybe he too had been enjoying the free show of the customers. After-all, it wasn't like Nikshit and Maithili were the only ones providing a ticket free drama after all.

"But seriously though. Do something about it. I really don't want to marry you. I don't even know you properly." Maithili whined after their laughter session had died down.

Nikshit looked at her quietly before she urged him again with her hands to say something. Truth to be told, he really did not want to speak anymore.

"What do you want me to do exactly? The most I can do is to tell my parents to call off the marriage because I don't like you." Nikshit kept his face straight as he spoke. Maithili's eyes lit up instantly when she heard that.

Yes. Exactly what she wants!

"You will?" The excitement dripping from her voice made him scoff inside. Why does she look so happy about it anyway? He thought to himself, feeling sour.

"You're not kidding are you?" She held her hands together in anticipation when she spoke, her happiness clearly visible on her face while she looked at Nikshit's face which remained indifferent and did not give away anything at all. She couldn't understand if he really meant that so she waited until he opened his mouth and shat on her briefly live excitement like a pigeon.

"I won't."

"Huh? But why? You just said you would!"

"Did I?" He faked amusement through a smile. Her excitement was like a jibe on his nerves.

"That's unfair, Nikshit." Maithili gave him a distasteful look and clicked her tongue before she took in a deep breath and started with a bright demeanor all over again. "How about you tell them you have someone you like? You've got many women swooning over you at the office."

"Don't be so happy about it because it doesn't matter to me. Look, you said you don't want to get married but I never said that I don't want to get married. It's not like a 'I don't like her' would be all that it takes for mine or your parents to accept this decision. Use that pea sized brain of yours and come up with a reason as unquestionable as possible. A solid foundation is wh-"

"Stop with your solid, liquid and gas agenda already. What's with the story behind your so-called 'solid reason'? You've used the word about twenty times already!" Maithili frustratedly looked at him and then his plate which still had an untouched piece of patties in it.

She suddenly wanted to eat more.

She also realized that Nikshit had not ordered any patties for her.

Jerk!

"You've been counting? I'm impressed, Sankhla." Nikshit's fake 'serious' demeanor had her stabbing him with a spoon in her head. Right now all she wanted to do was throw something at his face to wipe off that expression which screamed 'I'm smarter than you'.

"Shut up." Maithili concentrated on her last remaining bits of sandwich and chewed on them as if she was grinding something she hated the most in this world in between her teeth.

"You can order more if you want. I'll pay." That cheesy smile was so charming that it might have kept her swooning over him for hours had it been some other day because Nikshit Dahiya did not smile every day and it was one of the most rare sight to her eyes but again, 'had it been some other day' remained the keyword.