Those Silly Days

Chapter 24

"Stay with Anash! No wandering! And, after the race we leave. No excuses. Okay?" He speaks in rapid succession as he gives me string of instructions.

"Gosh Yash! I'm not a kid. I can handle myself. "

"You can. But I don't like people in here nor do I trust them!"

"Then why do race with them?"

"You have to. It doesn't matter whether you like them or not. You have to bear them! " His words hit me home. I felt that all the time. You don't like some people still you have to bear with them, be friends and behave like you actually like them. For instance, Priya. Many a times, I find her annoying, I don't like the way she behaves but can I say it on her face? No. I can't. I do understand what he means. I totally do.

"We're here. " he announces. I peek out to notice the place packed with people. There seems loud chatter mixed with the roars of cars. Tonnes of cars of all kind  are parked. All kind you would see in Hollywood movies. I am fascinated. I never knew India could have such glamorous cars.

"This place is so cool. "

He chuckled and said," You like it! "

" Yes! " I said excitedly. He stepped out and I followed his suit. As soon as did that, I realised that all eyes were on us rather Yash. He walked around the car and beside me as he said," Let's go. "

I followed him through crowd. They seemed to greet him like he is the hero here. The popular one. He nodded to them, barely greeting anyone. Until he stopped in front of black GT. A man wearing sweatshirt turned around as the girl beside him mentioned Yash. He had long oval face with high set cheekbones and sharp jawline. His hair were pushed back from his forehead and shaped in light spikes. His eyes had grey touch making them stand out. They fist - bumped before doing their man - hug thing. After that his eyes landed on me. So I smiled and greeted him.

"J, this is Anash and Anash, this is Jiya. " He nodded to me before turning to Yash," You said you were busy? You were missing this race. What was so important, huh? "

Yash glanced briefly at me before saying," We'll talk about that later. I need talk to you for a minute. " And, they walked away while I stood there. Letting my eyes roam around, I noticed the type of crowd. Most of them were males but you can clearly spot females on the field. Almost all of them had leather jackets. Girls had heavy dark makeup, high - heeled booties, high waisted leather pants or denims with crop tops or leather jackets. The dressing style, here, was very common. And, frankly, I felt out of place. I am in light blue shirt dress which ended mid-thigh paired with black slip-on.

"Hey! " A girl greeted me. She was in black leather jacket with dark makeup and a beaming smile. She had a square face with long thick lashes and attractive black eyes with a sharp nose." I'm Demi. "

" Jiya. Is that your real name? "

" Ha.. Ha.. No, that's her Street name. Her real name is different. " I heard Yash say as he came beside.
They greeted each other before Demi excused herself and left.

" Jiya, listen to me. "He said as I turned my attention towards him.

" You gonna stay with Anash. No roaming around. I don't trust few people in this place. So, you stuck to him until I finish my race. Done? " He went on, just the same instructions he had given me in the car. But then, it was means that he trust Anash.

" Gosh Yash! Calm down! I can handle myself. Don't worry. " I said, shaking my head at his precautions. He looked at me narrowly. I sighed before nodding," I will follow them. Fine? "

" Fine. "

He walked me to Anash's car since the announcement was already made about his race. He nodded to Anash, a message shared between them. Then, he turned to me." Good luck. " I wished. He smiled and walked towards his car.

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I am getting bored. Yes, the race did start but... This place is so cool and I just want to roam around but I can't. You want to know why, because of this non - talkative big guy called Anash who won't let me roam around, or talk to someone. Few people did approach and he shooed them away. Like really, am I a freaking kid? Because he seem to be treating me like that. When I asked him why is he doing so? Guess what he replies, he's supposed to keep an eye on me. What the...?

So long story short, here, I'm getting bored. Anash has his eyes running around the field while he's talking to some guy. Sighing, I try to slip away seeing that his attention is preoccupied but...

"Where are you going? " Anash speaks suddenly.

" Um.. Nowhere. " I mumble as I lean against his car. He has a black GT which I presume is modified just like Yash's.

Loud noises catch my attention as well as of Anash. He rushes towards the root of it  and I follow him, interested. Nearing the source, I see a brawl happening. Anash, on seeing this, steps up between them, pushing both the guys away.

"Mandy.. Rahul... Cut the crap. Calm down. "He says to both of them.

" He fucking started it. I'm going to smash your shit face. " one of them yells.

Before other could reply, a smooth loud voice booms," Does it really matter? Rahul you lost the race so give your damned car as the deal was. " My eyes land on the origin of the voice. Oblong fair face with long hair pulled back in a pony, a compulsory leather jacket which I might say suited him very well, his face had light stubble and fuller pair of lips. With 6'feet of height and toned body, he seemed like a model rather than a racer.

"But... "One of the guys said but before he could go on this model - looking guy shut him up.

" No, no buts. Just do it. " He said. He had, as I said before, strong loud but smooth voice. His body language commanded attention. One of the guys who were fighting handed his key to another who smirked in victory. The other growled angrily but left the scene. Soon, the crowd dispersed but I couldn't leave. I was still mesmerized by that guy who commanded attention and power. He was talking to another guy who seemed to be listening.

"Let's go. "Anash said. I didn't want to leave before knowing who that guy was.

" Who's that? " I said, pointing towards the mystery guy who solved the fight.

" Nirav. "

" Street name? " I queried since most people here had street name except few people such as Yash, Anash.

" No. "

" That means it's his real name? " I asked since I wanted to confirm it. Anash rolled his eyes meaning that it's a yes. In this brief time, I had picked few habits of him. And, very obvious of it was this man barely spoke anything.

" Nirav, it is. "I mumbled under my breath.

" C'mon, race will be over soon. " I nodded and followed him to the finish line.

The cars zooms past the finish line and guess who's the first one? Yash. Obviously. As he steps out of his car removing his helmet, people are greeting him. He surrounded by herd of people who keep on congratulating him. He nods, smiles and shakes hands. His eyes catch mine and he drops one of his megawatt smile. I walk over making my way through crowd. On nearing him, I greet him.

"Congratulations, Mr. Racer! " I say.

Hello 👋,

So ⤴ above is the outfit Jiya is wearing.

Btw, this is the first time I'm writing a chap. Where racing , cars and stuff is involved. So..... If there is any mistake, forgive me but lemme know.
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