Out of her league

Chapter 9

Sidd's POV

"SIDDHHAAAAAAARTHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!"

Errrr, what? What did I do? I quickly ran into the kitchen to see what was going on. There stood a very angry Tanya with her signature red face with her hands clamped into a fist by her sides. I could literally see the smoke coming out of her ears. Calm down, woman... what is wrong?

Tanya's POV

There he comes. Okay, now I HATE SEEING MESS. And now the kitchen is a FREAKING MESS. There's flour strewn everywhere. Omggggg and who's the reason for this? None other than the Siddharth Nigam himself. I glared at him and I wished my eyes could literally throw daggers at him. If only I had superpowers. He looked so confused. He was looking at me with an expression that said what? URGH. But he looks so adorable. I felt so tempted to hit my face with my palm. What was I thinking?

"What is this mess?" I growled at him. Then he seemed to snap back into reality and his eyes skimmmed through the kitchen and his expression changed from confusion to ... was that embarrassment? guiltiness? ....

Sidd's POV

I have never exactly kept my place clean. Just realised I share my kitchen with someone else. Oops. Errrr, " I'm sorry" that came out as more of a sheepish muffle. Oh god, I seem to be apologising to her every time. It's getting tiring. This time I was looking anywhere but her. I could feel her icy glaze placed on me and if looks could burn someone up, I swear I would probably be ashes by now.

" Are you planning to clean up this mess any time soon?" Tanya growled again, but this time I could feel her anger wavering with the tone she was using on me. Thank god. I finally looked up to see her narrowed eyes waiting for a reply, with her arms folded. She was wearing a grey t-shirt and a pair of black shorts. Her wavy jet black hair cascaded beautifully down her shoulders and it seemed to be perfect although it din seem like she combed it or anything. How was that even possible? My thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a sharp cough. Oh shoot. I must have been staring at her for a long time.

" Um yeah, I will clean the kitchen now, I'm sorry," sorry for staring at you, I replied- more of stuttered- without meeting her eyes and quickly went to take something to clean up the mess when I realised I din know what would actually clean this mess. What a failure.