Loving The Wrong Guy I ✔

Passionate Kiss

Chapter - 20

Passionate Kiss 😘

❤️Alia❤️

" Alia, are you up for this? " Shruti asked with full confidence of getting yes.

But I said, " No. I am not well. I want to sleep. "

Her hands made way towards me and I assumed her holding my neck, instead she touched my head, studying the temperature, and blurbed with knowing all face," You are good. And you are up. "

She, than pouted for she knew I was the one who always gave up.

I rolled my eyes.

My eyes went to my phone for see if there were any calls, missed calls or messages.

And it wasn't that I was checking it after long break but I was doing it from the time I didn't saw him, every another minutes.

I hoped him message me. Even call me.

My mind ached to do something about that and still I was doing nothing, but planning the stupid pajama party with my stupid friends forcefully. And too at my home.

"Tonight we will rock. " Sameer shouted vehemently.

Home. My cupboard. And the Diary gone. Actually, taken by the rightful owner. And he knows I read it. All of it.
My neck pricked at that thought. Facing him was very difficult. Not that I feared him but I knew real him, who was good and trustable, holding things in his heart.

Even his diary couldn't hear him the whole. He hid his self, deep inside him. And If faced him, I would want to know him more and more which would have been good enough for me.

Still I wanted to meet him. See him.

If he comes to me?

" Which world are you in? " Shruti poked my arms, watching with anger.
" Nothing. Let's go to class. It's time. "

We marched to our class with all of them, patting my shoulder, poking, teasing and laughing at me, and for God's sake, at Dhruv.

" Love is in the air. Drowning Dhruv and Alia... Aaa... " There sang.

I didn't had any idea if they knew about the punch on Dhruv's nose.

" Just shut up. It's nothing..... " No one was hearing me and shutting down their mouth.

I felt to punch someone out of irritation and it was Dhruv walking beside me, and his nose had bled enough.

And Sameer was good these days. Being as much lover as he ever could. Lover of Shruti which she accepted. Love was in the air.