The Not So Cliché Love story

Drunk confessions

Dont drink and drive guys! Be safe!

Dia's P.O.V.

We get drunk.

Well, Almost.

Paari smacks us both on the head and pushes us out.

Once the cold night air hits, I squeal and then snort when I hear the same kind of sounds from Aarav.

"Sit here and stop drinking. Who is gonna drive us home?"she glares at Aarav who cowers behind me.

I let out a laugh but turn it into a cough when the intensity of glare hits me.

Then we hear something awful.
Like cats fighting and nails on chalkboard mashup.

We all wince and Aarav points his hand at the roof.

As if he is familiar with all of this.

I hear Paari gasp and look to see what all the fuss is about.

Vivaan is dancing on the edge singing, if you can call it that.

Paari runs to save him.

"You can leave me now. She won't hurt you anymore," I say to Aarav.

He throws his arms around me and says,"My princess charming".

I hug him back and slowly whisper,
"I always used to imagine your face for a prince when we made stories in our childhood."

My eyes widen.
Thank God I have alcohol in me.

"Really?"

" I hated you too. I was bipolar back then."

He faces me and touches my nose.

"You still are. But don't worry I am very fond of you."

He stops for a second and says,
"I think you are very beautiful but you know what? I don't even acknowledge it half the time I speak with you. You are so much more. I just cannot get over you."

I stare at him.
He looks at me in anguish and ding dong the ache is back.
It brings butterflies in my tummy with it.

"Do you want to kiss me?" I ask.

He closes his eyes and lets out a huge breath.

"Badly."

"You can."

He drags me to him and holds my cheek.

"Dude.. She hit me," we hear Vivaan wail.

" I smacked them too," paari says from somewhere.

"We met today. Who hits friends of one day, even if we rightfully deserve it?" Vivaan mutters.

I frown.

What??

I look at Aarav's face.

Perfect.

"Drop me home," I whisper, suddenly exhausted. Too many feelings to deal with at once.

We all sit in silence while Aarav asks his friend to drop us all home and arranges for the cars to be delivered back safely.

I rush away to my bedroom and lock myself in.

I need to be angry to kick his ass and managing all that while I am not in my senses is pretty hard.

So I do the next best thing.

I drop on my bed and fall asleep before I can feel bad.

A/N:

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P.s. How many of you actually got drunk and blurted out secrets??
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