Seb POV:
It was the day of Diwali and we were all invited to Nisha's house for the function. The devil Harry of course was attending too. He was already asking Nisha what he should wear.I hate him more and more everytime when people complement him. He pulled everyone towards him by showing that dimpley smile. That list also includes the monster sleeping in my own bed, Kimi Raikkonen.
I went to the mirror and looked at myself running my fingers through my disheveled hair which looked like a heap of haywire. I scrubbed my chin debating whether to shave or not humming to myself.
"Don't look too much in the mirror mate, it's going to break" Kimi groaned as he shifted from one side to another pushing my duvet to his chin.
"Why do you care Mr.Harry's friend" I snorted as I went through my cupboard to find a clean shirt.
"God! Could you chill down and be with that guy for a day, he is so cool. Even promised me to take to the best restaurants here" Kimi sat up and rested his head on his hand.
"If someone offers you food, you can't go like a dog behind then, duh!" I threw the comb at him which he caught back and threw it straight at my eye.
"For God's sake behave like a 33 year old" I threw my towel over my shoulder and went to take a shower in peace.I don't know what my dear lord has got for me today.
After much of pushing Kimi into the shower and ordering him around to wear a nice shirt we were at their door at 10am which was an hour late.
I walked to their door trying not to knock out the lamps near the doorway. Kimi was standing behind me tapping his feet which made a irritating noise.
"Stop it will you" I grunted at him as he turned away to look nothing has happened. I knocked the door once more and heard a loud "coming "from the flat.
The minute the door opened my jaw dropped. There stood Nisha looking so perfect in a saree. I've never seen her looking so elegant and beautiful even in high school. She was wearing a red saree with her hair in a braid and this was the first time I've seen a little bit of makeup on her face. I had to hold myself from drooling over before I gained my composure.
" Hey "she greeted us with her usual smile and opened the door wider. I stood frozen in the same spot until Kimi nudged me .
" Mate, move off. You're blocking my way "he pushed me aside and entered as if it was his own house.
" Why are you standing there?"she asked as she sensed that I stood still gazing at her for long time.
"Hi" I smiled sheepishly as I bit my bottom lip. She seemed to understand the awkwardness and tried to brush it away by looking at the ground turning a bit pink.
"You...." Before I could finish my sentence Harry came running to her flat and gasped at Nisha.
"Woow... You look great girl, like a Disney princess" he hugged her and went inside shouting wishes to everyone. By the time I was done with plotting his murder Nisha was no longer standing near the door. The door was opened and I went inside.
The flat was totally in commotion mode. Nisha and Meera were doing some work while Mia and Adhi ran around Harry and Kimi playing hide and seek. Veer was helping Meera as I took a seat in the couch seeing Harry ticking Mia.
"You are the cutest princess here today. You have the most beautiful girl in the planet a run for her money, so beautiful" he spinned her as she giggled.
"Oye then what about us?" Meera asked as she hit Harry with a carrot. He winced at her and rubbed his head.
"You look beautiful too Meera like the evil witch from snow white" he stuck his tongue out at her for which she hit him hard again. She glared at her husband who gave a hi five to Harry. How can he be so social while I sit here and waste my time? I bounced Mia on my legs for sometime and decided to get into action. I lifted Mia and went to the kitchen standing near Nisha.
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Summer love #Wattys2016
Teen FictionSebastian Vettel,-World famous formula one driver,secret lover of books..pretty much right? Meet Nisha Kapoor,author who writes under the name Celestia Jane.Her recent book summer love is one of the best sellers. What if Nisha receives an email one...