In a struggle to know the reason for the hatred she gets from her never ending crush, Nandini Murthy, realises that it isn't easy 'to love or to be loved.'
Will she be chosen? Or will she be the one to chose?
ARRANGED HATE - a new cliche love story...
Totally lost in random thoughts, I didn't know what was I even doing, until Abhi yelled.
" Are you serious?? "
" Yes, I am ! " I confidently said.
" You were the one who asked, right? " he questioned and I glared at him.
" huh? NOOOO! He is the one who asked me to go with him to shopping. " I shouted.
" You're not imagining things, right? " Abhi, who knows Manik better than Manik himself, asked me, ruining my mood.
" argh! You think I'm that crazy to image such things? " I made a disgusted face.
" You are, Nandu. " he said and I could see his concern for me.
" Oh, please. He really asked me out. I mean... for shopping. " I hesitantly said.
" I'll call him and confirm. " he said and took his mobile out from his pocket.
I immediately pulled it from him. " Are you mad? " I cut the call.
" Give my phone back. " he shouted.
" Nopes ! " I shook my head.
" Nandu, give it bac— " he was cut off by the door bell.
" I'll get that. " I ran to the door. Nice escape.
It was Manik. White coloured shorts with pale yellow shirt tucked in. My jaw dropped to the floor when I saw him right in front of me, dressed perfectly for me to drool over him.
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" umm.. uhh Hey " he hesitated to say hi and then weirdly looked at me.
" wha-what's wrong? " I asked.
" Nothing. " he just looked at me and tried to control his laughter.
" What the hell is wrong? " I thought as I took a looked at myself.
Realising the reason behind his weird look, I instantly ran to my room. I stood in front of the mirror with me wearing a knee length plain white shirt and black shorts completely covered by the shirt. My hair was messy and my face looked like crap.
Face palming myself, I immediately changed into a long sleeved, oversized tee and a black ripped jeans. I tied my hair into a ponytail and walked downstairs.
" Hey " I awkwardly greeted him and sat beside Abhi.
" Abhi, lemme borrow your sister for sometime. " said Manik and looked at me. My heart fluttered for a second when he said that.
" Dude, she ain't a thing to borrow. " Abhi chuckled.
" Lol. Your sister and I are going to shopping. Are you okay with it? " Manik asked.
