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For the Delhi Tycoons' kids, life has always been too challenging, and it's no different for Arvika Deewan. It's not everyday that her divorced mother remarries another business man, and there...
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||CHAPTER 20|| 《¤》
It seemed as if Mickey was everywhere my gaze rested. The corridors whenever I roamed, the abandoned stairs; the hidden corner of the canteen.
And it was just me who saw him all those times. It was as if he knew I might need to look for him. As if he knew that I was slowly reaching the stage of devastation.
As if he knew I might want something I told him I'd never want.
It was the free period we rarely ever got, and everyone was busy making something for the soft boards or studying. I sat with the Physics text book, near the window, and that's when I saw him again. He was passing through the corridor near the window. He saw me, but didn't acknowledge me. It was after he crossed my line of sight that I rose up from my place, trying to sneak out of my classroom.
Just as I was stepping out of the corridor, Vansh held my upper arm as he entered the classroom.
"Where are you going?"
"Where were you?" I ask back, looking out for Mickey. He had turned a corner, and I would soon loose track of him if Vansh kept his interrogation going on.
"Washroom, kyu, mujhe dhundhne nikal rahu thi?" He winked.
I had noticed his three minute absence, but hey, I wasn't smitten by him yet.
"Well, I kinda need to go to the washroom too," I said, slowly freeing myself from his hand. "Urgent hai."
"Oh," his eyes widened, "Sure, sorry."
I literally dashed out of the corridor, searching for Mickey. He was walking across the hallways without a care, so I slowed down. I followed him quietly until we reached the staircase.
"You came sooner than I expected, Deewani," he broke our mutual silence without looking back.
"How did you know I was going to-"
"Take the other route to the abandoned entrance. Don't follow me, I will meet you there," he said, as he continued on his way. I took another route from that floor, sighing. My washroom break was going to be long.
And sure enough, Mickey was waiting for me.
"So." He started.
"So?" Was that a drug or a code-word? I was hesitating at this point.
"What do you want?" He proceeded to sit on the stairs.
"You know what I want," I tried not to cringe at my own decision.
"It depends on what you actually want to feel. How you're feeling. Is this your first time?"
