Virat's POV :
"Hey, Can I know who it is?" I asked.
Then somebody gave a fake cough on the other side of the phone.
"Hello," this time a male voice spoke.
"Hey again." I said.
"Virat, listen to me carefully. "
"But who are you?"
"I have something important to talk you please come blue pearl restaurant in the 5 th avenue."
"Why should I come?"
"Please just come there, I need to talk to you, about you and priya."
Priya, what about us? Who is this person who is asking me to come to meet him? But I feel that I have heard that voice somewhere, a person whom I meet almost everyday.
"Hmm ok I'll be there soon." As I said the call was cut.
I took my coat and room keys and walked out. Then I messaged priya that I'm going out on a work and will be right back soon. I then took a taxi and went to blue pearl restaurant where the strange person asked me to come.
*skip the drive*
I went into the restaurant and looked around the place, I found a table where one man in his middle-old age was sitting facing down at the table. I went there and stood in front of him.
"You were the one who called me?" I asked him and turned his head towards me.
"Yes I did."
I was speechless on seeing him.
Priya's POV :
I need to end all the confusions with Arjun before my mom looks for a hall for my marriage with him. I really don't want to take this anymore, I want to make things clear and straight forward. I went to his Hotel room and knocked the door.
He opened the door was staring at me,"priya? Oh priya! Priya you are still in London? Oh I thought you left."
"What did you tell to my mom?"
"What did I tell? I didn't tell anything!" He hesitated.
"Oh really?"
"Yeah I did tell something important."
"Look Arjun, you are amazing and there are many girls out there for you, you can get a better girl than me. I'm sorry but I can't marry you."
"But you are best for me others are just good and you are the best."
"No Arjun, you are not getting my point. I love someone else so..."
"Oh, who is that lucky guy?" He was sad, I mean who won't be? Obviously when a girl whom you love doesn't want to marry you then you will surely be sad.
"Koi hai. I can't tell you, we are still not official." I can't let everyone know about it yet. It is still a secret.
"Virat?" He said.
Wait, how did he know?
"How.Do.You.Know?"
"I knew it long back." He replied.
"Where you stalking me all the time?"
"No! No I wasn't ." he made a weird face.
"Uh huh." I narrowed my eyes at him.
"Ok alright I did stalk you. I even came to the rose lake that day, and you know what? I was the guy who scared you but I didn't do on purpose."
"Mm hmm."
"And I even convinced your mom to ask you to marry me." He ended his talk.
"What? Why did you do that? You know that I love Virat and you still asked my mom to convince me to marry you. Why? Why ? Why?"
"Because I love you."
"But I don't ."
"Yeah I know that."
"Then why do you want to marry me?"
"Because I don't want you to marry virat."
"And why so?"
"Because....ah just leave it." He banged the wall with his hands.
"Go and cancel my marriage with you, inform it to my mom. Right now." I glared at him.
"Ok I will, but whenever you want me I'm always there."
"I'm sure that I won't need you, except professionally. And why do you think I'll need you ?"
"Just in case." He let out a sigh and gave a crooked smile.
"Bye I gotta go."
"Hmm bye, see you soooooooon. And I'll text you to today's evening meeting and please come soon, maybe by 4. The investors are really very excited about our work."
"Oh that is amazing, I'll come sooooooon." I imitated him and he laughed.
I walked out of his room and then I received a message from virat that he is going out on a work and he will be right back soon. Amazing! Now I need to have my lunch alone and spend my time alone till evening. I went back to the hotel and ate my lunch, that too a non vegetarian one. Then I quickly changed myself into a top and a skirt, that top covered my neck totally and I was glad that it did. Virat still didn't come back and its almost 15 minutes to 4 and I need to go the interview. I called him but he didn't lift the phone, I hope that he is fine. I messaged him that I am going to the interview and will back after dinner so that he doesn't wait for me. I called the reception so that they can book a taxi for me.
I went down with my purse and waited for the taxi to arrive, Arjun texted me about where is the meeting going to be held and I told the taxi driver to take me to that place. As we reached the place I paid for the ride and walked into the building, the building was huge, like totally huge and really amazing. The meeting was going to be held in the 15 th floor so I went there with the elevator. As the elevator for was opened I walked out and found my way to the meeting room. Only few of the investors came and even Arjun was there.
I waved at him and went near him.
"So when are everybody going to come?" I asked
"They will be here by half an hour."
"Amazing." I was very excited as this was the first time I'm attending such a big meeting.
"I have been observing you since morning, why are you so covered up?" He asked.
I placed my hand on my neck and said,"Feeling cold and nothing else."
"Are you sure?"
"Oh yes I am." And he chuckled.
"Well you look pretty in this dress." He complimented.
"Oh really," I look down and raise my head up to face him,"Thanks a lot." And I smiled.
"You look really pretty." He says.
"Well I said thanks."
"But I wanted to compliment you again."
"Let me make this clear, I'm not gonna fall for your compliments."
"Oh come on , I don't want you to fall for me. Its just a friendly compliment Priya, we can be great friends."
"That we really are."
Yeah me and Arjun are really great friends and he is very supportive, kind and awesome. All the time during the project we used to have fun and work together. Whole working with him it doesn't seem like work, but it seems like having fun.
How is it? Hope you all like it and next update will be on Monday, I'm busy this weekend.
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