Becoming My Habbit

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Diya's P.O.V

After that day, talking to him became my habbit, telling him what I did the whole day, how I wish we could meet... 

He was different, and day by day was turning me into somebody else. I was more confident while talking to others and was open about cirtain issues.

He was older than me and since past few days he wanted me to call him dada ( elder brother); but I didnt see him as a brother, I didn't know what i wanted but it was certainly not being his sister....

I was wondering about him, suddenly my phone rang with the different a message tone indicating it was his message,  I facepalmed myself at the coincidences.

He is so adorable always, telling me I should do this , I should study... always caring :)

I was falling for him hard, day by day I was becoming a different person altogether...

I wish he feels the same...
but you wont believe, we're best friends now. we talk all day about everything and anything.

Day by day talking to him, was the only thing that made me feel alive, I desperately wanted to meet him, get to know him, touch him, feel him and what not.

Sleeping late became a habit, now you might ask why? He wanted me to give him company while he studied. Talking to him the whole night became a routine.
My world revolved around him, he was the only one that mattered, I was a love sick teenager, this is what my friends called me.

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