Just A Crush?

12. Serious talk

What should I do? I know it's a very, very bad idea to call him at this hour of night. No, actually, calling him at any hour is a bad idea. Afterall, he is 24*7 ' pissed girl in periods'. I am seriously saying, this guy has some weird kind of problem in his body and to be specific, he has problems in his brains and in the glands producing hormones as he is always retorting back and is alien to a quality called polite. I think he badly needs a sonography and a CT scan.

Seriously Aaru, think to the point!

If I call him, just as usual, he would insult me and then cut the phone and spoil my night. Or more than that he will open his disgusting mouth and would brag about me thinking of him even at this hour of night and that I dream about him and his charms work on me too, afterall he is endowed with a bucket full of pompousness. I know talking to him is completely useless. I can talk to Vivaan tomorrow too in the college. But he is he! There is no guarantee that he will appear tomorrow. Calling him is the only option I have. He is a jerk and will be a jerk at night too. But he is the only one who can help me out. I can't do this all alone .But then I have this 0.5% hope that he will talk civil. To my knowledge, I know night is a time of ghosts. So maybe, just maybe a good spirit would have possessed his body and he won't poppycock. There are so many possibilities of this happening cuz am sure he has done so many evil things that God might have decided of teaching Vivaan a lesson and so he would have sent a good spirit. YA..

Stop thinking gibberish Aaru!

Maybe he is asleep. But then it's Vivaan we are talking about. Taking his personality into consideration, I don't think he might sleep anywhere around pm. Surely, he would welcome his sleep at around 2 am or so. All my dear gods, please be with me.

I let out a deep breath and pressed the green button near his name and pinned the phone to my ear anxious about my first civil talk to him and that too at night!

'Tring, tring', his phone rang but he did not pick up. Maybe he is asleep. Well, that's good for me. An evil smirk formed it's way on my face. I will wake him up from his so deep- dear sleep and will get my revenge fulfilled. Ha! You are genius Aaru! You are such a genius!

I again pressed the green button and pinned the cell to my ear. Again the phone rang, but all in vain. He did not pick it up. It kind of vexed me.

How dare he ignores Aaradhya Bhatt's call!

But Aaru baby, it is night. It's quite natural that people sleep during this hour except some comic bozos like you.

Excuse me, you are my brain. You are supposed to take my side and not of that buffoon Vivaan's. Okay?

I stomped my foot in anger as I actually was behaving like an unbalanced girl. I again pressed the call button and pressed the phone to my ear.

'Tring, tring, tring', the phone rang and finally it was answered.

"Hello", an orotund voice gained access to my ears. But funny, it seemed as if it belonged to an old man. I told you, Vivaan is one oddball. I have read in books that a guy's voice sounds sexy and husky when he is asleep or just has waken up from deep sleep. But the case here is complete opposite. Vivaan does not at all sound sexy but rather an old man of sixty or seventy years. Weirdo! A big, big weirdo!

"Hello", the voice again penetrated to my ears.

"Umm.... Vivaan. It's Aaradhya", I cleared.

"I am his grand father", the man replied leaving me in a state of consternation. Am I talking to the 'Vishwanaath Sanghvi', trustee of Sanghvi group of colleges and schools! Am I talking to the ex principal of my college at 12.15 am? God, please let the answer be no.