Did I fall for my kidnapper girl?

Chapter 11

Sid's POV

     I felt the sun shine kiss my face and I  woke up rubbing my eyes. And then I was confused to see 'Ali' sleeping on my thigh. And then the pictures from last night came running back to me. When I was teaching her to play video game. The room was messed up and popcorn was lying around. I remembered the pop corn fight we had......well I started it since I just couldn't digest the fact that I  had lost the game with her.

     I looked at her 'innocent face'. But is she really innocent or not, I have no idea! She was so close to me for so long and I took the moment to study her features. She was fair. Her skin was totally flawless. Neither a pimple nor a scar was seen on her face. He hair were smooth, silky and pure dark black. I left an urge to caress through her soft hair. The free strands of her hair fell on her face and I couldn't anymore push down my urge to touch her hair. The moment I reached and tugged her hair behind her ear, her eyes shot open. Whoa, I did not expect that! Looks like she isn't a heavy sleeper like me. Just a touch, and she is already awaken. She immediately got up from my lap and looked anywhere but me, after realising the position we were in.

"How dare did you touch me!" She said, looking at me after a while

"Umm.....I didn't.......actually there was something on your hair. So I was just brushing it off." I don't know why did I lie? If instead of her it was some other girl, I would have started flirting or something.

"Okay. Thanks. And also thanks for letting me sleep on your lap. Actually I didn't realise when I felt asleep last night. And also sorry that you had to sit and sleep because of me." She said. Now I didn't expect her to say that!

"Its okay. My pleasure." I replied sending her a wink.

"You go have shower and I'll prepare something for us to eat." She said and left for the kitchen. While I went to have a refreshing shower.

       I walked to the dinning table, drying my hair with a towel. She was making everything ready for the breakfast. I threw the towel aside in random direction and sat on one of the chairs. Rubbing my hands, I got ready to fill my stomach with something delicious. She walked back to the kitchen and I took it as my cue to serve myself. I opened the lid of one of the utensils and scrunched my eyebrows and nose both at what I saw inside. There were two 'amoeba' shaped dosas. I opened the lid of the utensil next and it contained some orange coloured extremely thin liquid. I gulped on my spit, looking at the breakfast. This seems to be like 'Dosa sambaar', but why does it looks so undelicious? May be I shouldn't insult the food before trying?
I served myself and took a bite. But to no avail, the food was much more nasty than I thought it would be. I spat it out the moment I had put it in.

       'Ali' came out from the kitchen with a wide smile plastered onto her lips. She had a jar filled with juice in one hand while the other hand had two empty glasses held. She looked really cute and beautiful with that wide smile. I went into a staring daze at her. She seemed to be excited about something.

"How is it?" She asked.

"Huh? What? How is what? I mean, what is how? What the hell am I speaking?" I asked her with baffled tone coming out from my staring daze at her. She chuckled at me and shook her head.

"Oh, the dress? Its cool. Though it is looking as if you are put in some extremely huge sack or something, but you are looking cute in it." I said referring to the extra large shirt she has put on. She must not have found some lady wear, so she must have settled on this triple excel shirt and the bermuda shorts. But must admit, she look so damn cute in those.

"Nahh, idiot. I am talking about the breakfast." She said and I dare not miss on that light pink shade that appeared on her cheeks at my comment.

"Oh, that! Its delicious. I liked it!" I replied. I don't know why I lied. May be because I didn't wanted to see that wide smile of hers to be washed off. But why am I acting so concerned for her. Or maybe I just wanted her to taste the nasty food herself, if I would tell her already then she wouldn't eat it.

"Really? Thank you so much! Let me try." She said, making her smile even wider if that's possible. And sat on the chair, serving the sambaar and dosa for herself. She took a bite and mirrored my reaction when I had taken the bite. She gaged on the food and spat it out. While I roared in laughter at her priceless expressions. May be this what I actually wanted, 'to laugh at her' and so I didn't tell her about how tasteless the food was. Yeah, that's the right reasons! I am not concerned or anything. That's not my thing.

She came and hit me on my shoulder, hard.

"Stop laughing, you ass. Its fine, I get it that I am not a chef or something. I tried cooking for the first time." She said.

"Okay,okay. Sorry." I said, putting the backside of my palm on my mouth and trying to control my laughter.

"But on a serious note; you being an 'Indian girl', you don't know cooking? Now that's shocking!" I asked, after straightening up a bit and making the inverted comas in air with my hands for 'Indian girl'.

"So what? I don't know cooking. Not interested. Not a big deal! This Indian culture has made you boys too lazy. And by the way, we are living in 21st century." She defended.

"But I am NOT lazy. And I know cooking too." I replied.

"You know cooking? Now that was something unexpected. Good, now cook and serve me quick. I'm hungry." She literally ordered.

"Excuse me? I am not your servant. If you are really hungry and want to eat, then you'll have to come and help me in the kitchen." I replied back.

"I am not helping or anything. Make it yourself. You are hungry too, right?" She said.

"Yes. We both are hungry and so we both will make." I replied.

"That's injustice! I had made the earlier dosa and sambaar. I know that turned out to be gross, but still it took my efforts. Now your turn." She sounded somewhat right, but I need an assistant. Not to help, but to atleast make me feel superior. I always have assistants as my friends. And here too I need someone.

"Fine. I can control my hunger. And so I have decided not to cook." I simply shrugged and sat lazily on the sofa. And waited. I know she'll get ready to help me in less than 5 secs. Because hunger can't be controlled when you had only pop corn for dinner last night.

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"I am ready to help you!" She exclaimed in a not so excited manner. A victory smirk appeared on my lips and I titled my head to see her expression. She stuck out her tongue at me in a very childish way which I found extremely cute and my smirk turned into a smile and then a chuckle.

"Follow me!" I said in a dramatic way and headed to the kitchen. And then I heard dramatic stomping of legs coming behind me. I laughed. Dramebaaz creatures in the house.

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