The Not So Cliché Love story

Invitation

Dia's P.O.V.

Breathe in.
Breathe out.
Brea-
That ass-
Breathe in.

Remember what sir told you in sixth class?

You would never get anywhere by killing people!

But how can-

I stop and stare at the wall. What did he even do?

Something bad is happening to me.

The devils incarnate walks in and settles down.

"Yeah, please make yourself comfortable," my voice dripping with sarcasm.

He just stares at me thoughtfully.

"You know, paari is dating my friend Vivaan. Did you see him?"

My heart lightens.

What is happening? I think I know but I will deal with that later.

I frown, then smile. He seemed nice. I have to bother Paari for details.

"Oh! The coffee-house. Yeah sure. That cute guy! "

He frowns.

"Anyway, he is bringing tickets for a party. Want to come?"

A party.
In manali.
With Aarav.
Yes please.

"Of course not. You will bore me out of mind."

He glares but the same time looks almost...hurt?

My face becomes soft and he pounces on it again.

"You want to. I know. Give in to the temptation."

I shake my head.
For seemingly no fault of his, he is making me suffer. I want to tease him. Just once more.

"Not this time!"

He stands up and rushes out of the room as if he forgot something.

I run behind him but see him jump into his car and drive down the road at topmost speed.

What did I even say?

I look at the mirror in the hallway. I am still that sexy thing. Why did he get so scared??

We never really know with Aarav.