Sarang | Hardik Pandya [Completed]

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Dear Mona,

Remember when I took you to our senior farewell?

The theme was black and white tie and boy, were you excited. You had planned out the colour of your dress to the heel size of your shoe, because you wanted to be tall, but you also wanted to dance.

When I saw you in your prom dress with that beautiful smile of yours, I knew.

You had got me. You had got me good.

And the best/worst part?

It wasn't for me. The dress, that smile. It was Manav, that you dressed up for. You wanted him to see that you were a girl, ergo see that you could be more.

Sigh.

Waise, I'm on the flight now. Waiting impatiently to meet you, to see your face. Manav came to visit me before I left. He wanted me to give a package to his family as he couldn't travel. I was jealous of him once upon a time.

Now, I'm jealous of the old Hardik.

He had all the time in the world to make you his, he had spent time with you. More than ever, I want it to be Hardik and Mona against the world. Or as you called me, Harry.

Could it be Harry and Mona against the world?

Love,
Harry.