"That's a very stupid idea, Jay."
"No, it is not. Vivaan and I both think that it will work"' he retorted.
"No. We don't have to spoil her birthday."
"Where are we spoiling it? In fact, we are making it amazing", Vivaan jumped in, munching a choco pie.
"Vivaan, you are completely unaware of what Jay is saying and you are taking his side! I see... there's immense love and trust between you two lovebirds, huh."
"No, no birdie darling", he said, waving his index finger into a no, "I don't trust Jay. I rather trust you so much that I am 110% sure you will reject the better idea", he smirked, obviously satisfied by his comeback.
"I have got a better idea, what about me throwing you out of this window", I said.
"And what about me returning back as a ghost and haunting you till your death", he sneered.
" And what about fuck off", I scornfully countered back.
"And what about fuck you", he grinned, taking a step closer to me, decreasing the already little distance between us and increasing my heart beats.
I don't know what has happened to me these days. Every single time Vivaan flirts with me or is this close to me, I am not able to give a nice and an instant comeback. It's like... for a few seconds, my brain looses entire co-ordination with other parts of my body and although it's just for a few seconds, but I become complete thoughtless.
"Ahem, ahem", Jay coughed, "kiddos over here, mature content in the next room please", he said, a mischievous grin plastered on his face.
His voice brought me back to my senses, making me step away from Vivaan. To slip away from this awkward situation which was made more awkward by Jay's quoting, I flipped around and picked up a pillow which was royally resting on the bed.
"You moron", I jibed and hit the pillow on his head, low chuckles breaking out from my mouth.
"You witch", Jay responded with equal enthusiasm and threw all the pillows at me.
"You potty", I whooped and one by one threw all the pillows towards him, laughing loudly. I should pat my back for my such an amazing choice of words. Like wow, I called him potty! It so perfectly suits him.
Jay paused all his ducking down and all of a sudden fell silent, eyeing me strangely, startle glittering in his eyes. He remained paused for a few seconds and then resumed the play, picking the pillows up and throwing them like bullets at me, yelling," you wife of a black stray dog!"
Now, it was my turn to pause and eye him strangely, wondering how was he able to come up with such a bizarre comeback.
"You nailed it, Jay. Like, how in the world that thought even enter your brain?" I laughed.
"I think, I'll have to ask the doors of my brain", he grinned.
"You guys nailed it. Now these fights of yours will become world famous", Vivaan announced. Our heads snapped towards him, our eyes widening in shock and his lips curling into a waggish grin, "I have added your video to my snap story", he declared nastily.
***
We were almost done with Muskaan's birthday preparations. All of us had divided the work amongst ourselves. Jay and I had the responsibility to clean the rooms and make them pleasant. Nick, Sarthak and Vivaan had to prepare a video containing all our weird images, epic moments and other pieces of memories. It was a jam kind of a thing. But Vivaan, he wasn't devoted to any one single work. He is like that all time free-roaming guy. He sincerely did the video thing for a good forty-five minutes and that's it. He was then roaming around in the apartment like a ghost, cracking lame jokes, doing something or other to draw everyone's attention, clicking photos and overall disturbing each and everyone from their work. And when anyone of us would glare at him, he would simply flash his that creepy smile, with his lips parted apart showcasing his pearly whites and gums, making everyone in the room believe that he is high. And then talking about her best friend Khushi, she was in full form. She recently had learnt to prepare cakes and according to her, she was very good at it. Trusting all our dear gods in heaven, we gave a green signal to her for preparing the cake. So she had immersed herself in preparing the chocolate-deliciousness and had fenced her territory i.e this gaga girl did not allow anyone of us to enter the kitchen. And then there were Arjit and Juhi, both of them brilliant in their job of decorating the handsome apartment. The merry energy which people in the room carried illuminated the entire apartment with exuberance . Colourful paper lanterns hung loosely from the ceiling with streamers and balloons everywhere. Virat Kohli and AB de Villiers were flashing their biggest smiles to us, from their posters stuck on the walls, of course. I found every preparation and other stuff about this birthday nice and pleasant, except for one person i.e. Archit. I know these people are all great and close friends but still, I don't know why, I have developed a dislike towards Archit. This Archit guy is trying to get closer to my best friend and I don't like it a tad bit. Although Hiral is happy that her crush is giving her so much attention, I don't like it much. Yes, Hiral and Archit had gone on a date and assuming what Hiral was telling as truth, their first date was something every girl wishes to have. But you know what's the amusing part, Hiral accidentally bumped into Sarthak on her date. And what amuses me more is, Hiral mentioned about that little one minute incident more than six times to me. She was happy about the date but she was happier about the little coincidence, though she did not accept it, I know my best friend very well. And then comes Sarthak baba, who is twisting and turning his body to catch glimpses of Hiral. These coy glances make me suspicious for what they feel for each other.
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