Before I start... Let me ask you something?
Are you a guy?
If yes,
Do you have a girlfriend?
If yes,
I Simply Don't Care,
Yes, I don't.
And
If no,
Then you can totally understand, why I don't care!!
And if not having girlfriend confuses you....In...
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"Mom, this isn't fair."
We were in a busy mall where my mom forced me to perform in frony of many strangers.
"Didn't you ask us to take you to the amusement park this holliday?"
"Duh, but why I have to perform at this mall for that?"
Back then I was 10 years old and apparently they had organized an open mic competition for kids under 15. It was sing and win offer. If you sing a song you will get a ticket to an amusement park with family and my always evil mother lured me to perform there.
Performance went terribly wrong and since then I lost confidence to sing out in public. Stage fright or whatever, I had also decided to quit the music and stuff, but besides my lovely mother, my very dear friend Eshan, believed in my so called god gifted talent and so because of him, here I was on stage, not to perform, but to celebrate the medal that our club had won and for the first time the reason to pass out was not my stage fright but,
HIM.
---------------BACKFLASH---------------
It was that day. The day which I remember as clear as a night sky. I jumped off my bedroom window and ran off from my house just for some weird reason. I was on a hunt for a girlfriend and it took me to a random parking lot of a cafeteria on a random car where I decided to rest on it's bonet.
That night I met a face which I remember as clear as sand and his eyes as clear as crystal.
I remember his hand on my shoulder and I remember his voice.
I remember how stupid I acted and how I lost him. Lost those sexy eyelines and that curled up smile, but it came in front of me in a face of our music club president.
---------------BACKFLASH END---------------
I had grabbed so much attention back there in the school auditorium and I was sent to the music club with Mayank. Eshan somehow found his way here, I don't know how he managed to escape from those teachers without being caught.
Mayank had already questioned me multiple time that if I am feeling well or not and I hardly had answered him as I was lost somewhere, but then Eshan comes up very concerned and pushes Mayank away. He grabs me and asks tons of questions, which I do not answer.
I was in a stance where I didn't know what was wrong with me. I couldn't breathe well, I couldn't make efforts to adjust my glasses on my nose well, it was like I was rushing through something that I am not so sure about it myself.
Whatever it was, this boy had to be the reason behind that, as he rushes my pulse as soon as he walks in the club.
The hell is wrong with me?
Shake off those feelings out Advik.
I literally try to shook them off, but then he speaks up and his voice even allure me towards him.
