"Abhi." He was called by his friends interrupting his thoughts. He was clad in black tightly fitted shirt with two white buttons left free on chest side with matching dark blue jeans.
"Hmm." He hummed silently as he still not open his eyes. His friends had called him for a little party, in the newly opened restaurant. It was their little conseutude, meeting in Sunday. The person giving treat changes once a week.
"Pragya. What she was doing with that guy?" His eyes snapped fleetly hearing her name associated with a guy. Which he probably hates?
They are four members in the gang, including Pragya. Abhi, Pragya, Purab and Harmaan are the famous friends of the college. Least studying, still gets high marks and attention from the Professors. Pragya is the single girl stuffed between Boys team, handling all the three idiots.
He saw through the window, spotting her with another guy, he had never seen him before in his college. So less chance of being Colleague. She dressed in two colored churidar of light yellow and orange with minimal golden work on it. Her shawl was draped over her chest and in neck loosely, giving him perfect view of her curvy body. The longer jhumka she worn was dazzling and moving with her face, making clutter sound beautifully.
"It might be her boy friend." Purab suggested as his eyes was hovering around Pragya and the boy.
"It would be definitely." Harmaan decided to conclusion making Abhi hands flinch. And creating new staggering emotion in his heart. What was the need to talk with other guy when they are waiting for here all this while? Who could it be, making her come late and talking with him even now when they are waiting for? Was he that much important! Who could it be! Her friend. If it was she should have met her any time, why on the precious time of them. Is he her boy friend, might be or may not be. Still.
Wait Abhi! We can answer her. Don't judge everything fast. His inner feeling raised voice making him agree with it. When the interruption of his brain came as evil.
Then what he was doing with her. Right now!
What was you feeling? What was she to you? Why you cares what was he? His inner voice queried him making him speechless. He had no answers for them.
"Abhi, you might be know. You are both are friends from school days right?" Harmaan raised his brows at him. Waiting for him to reply, Abhi and Pragya had been studying togther from the Higher School. Purab joined them on the last year before School. And Harmaan came as a member in College only. Well, it was no easy way they had in School, like they do now. They had some little rivalry always in School. Even now, if they talk some time normally, another moment they would be clashing for some trivial matters. It would be his fun to make her premise.
"Not. I don't know about her top to bottom." Abhi scowled at Harmaan. Why was they asking him? As if he is her lover, well it would be good if he was!
Abhi! What's this you like her? His evil asked pushing him to divert.
Yeah. A little bit more! He admitted for the first time, not going with Egotic side.
"Okay. We can ask. Not decide now." Purab put forth a deal as Harmaan nodded seeing that guy walk off leaving Pragya make way in.
"Hey guys." Pragya waves her hand smiling at them. As they reciprocate the hands waving. Her eyes shine in rejoice, as it made way with pair of daek black shining like the way her eyes shone. Her smile widened more, making her cheeks hurt.
"Take your seat." Purab suggested showing her the couch Abhi sat, with his beside side empty, while the others occupied the place opposite to them.
"Thank you. So anything up." Pragya question gentle, seeing them silent. They never keeps quiet when was asked to. Now! Quite puzzling. And Abhi keeping shut. That was even new!
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Abhigya One Shots Collection
FanficHere, I had collected my Stories of One Shots. Hope you like it. The original was from RagSan, my another Favourite Couple. #816 in Fanfiction (27/01/2018)