Picking Up The Pieces

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----Danish's POV---

"Relax!!" I yelled at Rohan for the millionth time.

He was pacing back and forth, and it was making me nervous.

"We have to leave," I said.

"Right. Okay, I think I am ready to go," he said and we walked to the car.

"Sit in the back. I don't want you nervous in the passanger seat," I said.

"I'm not going to throw up in the passenger seat," he said.

"You never know," I said.

"Let's just get going," he said and we left.

We eventually got to their house.

"Fix yourself before you get out of the car," I said.

"Your being mean," he said.

"Hey! I'm just looking out for you," I said.

"Fine," he said.

We left the car and rang the doorbell.

We were greeted by what I'm assuming is her parents. We greeted them and they welcomed us inside.

They asked Rohan questions about himself and they asked me some questions, as well.

I'm not interested in a relationship. I still have 1 that I'm working on fixing.

"We will go get our daughter," they said and left.

We both relaxed a bit.

She eventually came and Rohan's eyes went wide. I had to stop myself at laughing at his face and reaction.

They spoke with each other for a bit.

She said she would get the snacks.

I felt awkward sitting here, so I offered to get the snacks.

She pointed to the kitchen and I left.

I knocked over something, which thankfully wasn't glass.

"Oh my God. You have to stop knocking things over," someone said.

What the hell, this place is empty.

A second later, I froze seeing who it was. She was on the other side of the counter, looking through the cabnits and just stood up.

"What are you doing here?" She asked.

I couldn't speak. I was shocked.

I was finally seeing the girl I wanted in front of me. FINALLY!