Annika was at her study table going through an anatomical thesis to divert her mind. She had wanted to rub off last night's incident as Shivaay's concern for her. But she was finding it too hard to behave normally with him. Whenever she saw his face she had wanted to fight and to top it he had been showing her some unknown attitude and ignoring her since morning.
So here she was locked up in her room since the time she returned from the hospital. She had been successful in diverting her mind which was filled with only and only anger for Shivaay.
She was slowly dozing off while reading when she heard someone knocking, no rather banging her door. It had to be Shivaay, who else could knock the door in a house which had only two of them living. She thought to irritate him a bit, thus paid no heed to him and continue her reading with a smile playing on her lips. She herself didn't know why she was behaving like an immature kid with him where as she had always been very practical throughout her life from her very childhood days.
"She's behaving like a little child with him coz she thinks he's her equal. When will this fool understand this readers? It's me Destiny. Hello"
"Annika Are you there? Please open the door!" Shivaay shouted this time.
"Let him shout a bit more" annika muttered to herself with a playful smile.
"Please open the door yaar. It's urgent" Shivaay shouted frustrated.
"Poor thing! Let's me see why he's shouting" Annika muttered to herself smiling and stood up to open the door.
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"What took you so long?" Shivaay questioned irritated as soon as Annika opened the door
"Why are you looking so anxious?" Annika questioned him back
"What took you so long?"
"Why are you looking anxious?"
"What took you so long?"
"Why are you looking anxious?"
"Will either one of leave your EGO and answer. Time is running out yaar. This nok jhok is becoming unbearable"
"Ok let me answer" Shivaay finally said fed up with Annika's bantering
"Mom is coming home" Shivaay burst out finally
"Aww, Maa is coming home. It's a good thing. Why are you shouting for that and acting like an intoxicated rat" Annika asked irritated
"Don't call me a rat" Shivaay retorted back
"Oops sorry cats hate rats right. Sorry billuji" Annika replied playfully
"Don't call me billuji, I hate it"
"Ill call you that. Billu! Billu! Billu"
"Ok Annika stop it please. Can we focus on the main issue" Shivaay pleaded this time
"Hmm" Annika replied folding her arms
"Mom says she wants to surprise you...." before Shivaay could complete his sentence fully Annika jumped in
"Aww if she wants to surprise me. Why are you revealing it to me now? How insensitive Shivaay?"
"Will you please let me talk" Shivaay questioned folding his hands literally and Annika nodded her head in response and remained quiet
"Cant you get it annika? Mom is coming here. I mean here!"
"So" Annika asked confused
"She'll come here yaar understand" Shivaay replied looking his cool
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IS THERE A CHANCE🎵(completed🔚)
FanfictionRanked #931 in LOVE out of 140k+ stories as on 10 July 2018. Two individuals who are not interested in the institution of marriage are forced into it by their parents. How would they cope up, how'd love develop between them.
