Serendipity [Temporarily Discontinued]

Chapter 5

The thumping from inside the club continued while Meha and Saee stumbled out of Club Aurora arm in arm. They were boisterously laughing and having a jolly good time. Both of the girls had gelled pretty well. In the beginning it was a bit difficult to talk since both the girls were at a loss of words. But as soon as they had thrown their inhibitions out of the window they had started to like each other's company. It was just casual talk until Meha was down on her seventh shot and Saee was on her fifth. Then things had started getting personal.

"Okay, so you mean to say," Meha slurred on her words, "your sexy neighbour...Alex...tried to kiss you and you... pushed him away? Why?" She gave the absolute expression of a confused person.

Saee who was barely keeping herself upright was taking support of Meha's arm. "You see," slurring evident in her speech, "I..." Saee sighed audibly and hugged Meha's arm as if she was stuck to it for her dear life. Meha waited patiently for Saee to answer, to complete the sentence that she had left unsaid. But Saee did not respond. Meha had to jerk her arm to get Saee to wake up again. "Yes... I was saying..."

"Ya'll are drunk."

Saee was cut mid-sentence.

Meha wiped her head to the direction of the voice. The force in which she turned her head made her head spin. "Woah!" She spread her arm to balance herself. She caught onto Saee to give herself a much more balanced base of support. Not that Saee was helping with her clinging. Nonetheless...

Sitting on the car bonnet was Aarav Khan. He had his blazer jacket slung over his right shoulder and a cigarette between his fingers. His Camaro was parked underneath the street light with its windows rolled down and music blasting from inside the car. With blurry alcohol driven vision Meha could see another figure inside the car but she did not try to focus enough to get a clear view. She had a just conscious mind which was enough at the moment. It will suffice.

Aarav slid down the bonnet and landed swiftly on the floor. He drew a puff of smoke from his cancer stick and walked up to the girls throwing the cigarette butt away. Aarav had a theory about drunken girls. He believed that single, lonely and heartbroken girls drank more than the committed ones. He had dated many in his life span and he had duly noted the statistics. The girls he dated and broke up with had an eighty percent more chance of taking up drinking. Well he didn't actually write the numbers down but he tried to take a note of them. Aarav stood in front of the barely standing girls. They looked Indian to him. He had a few encounters with the brown haired girl too. The other one was new.

"I don't think you should be roaming around the streets alone like this." It was a simple statement. He did not expect the response that he got.

"You are one to talk! I bet you stand outside clubs like this and pick up drunken girls." Meha was shocked by her ability of framing a statement without slurring. She tried to stand tall and act brave. This fellow who was standing in front of her, he had been constantly on her mind. She was frustrated-sexually, emotionally and mentally. The amount of times she had thought about this guy was uncountable. She just wanted to give herself a break.

Aarav stared at her dumbfounded. "Excuse me?"

"Yes. You are excused!" A low shot but Meha wanted to be very clear. "We are not getting picked by you."

"I was being polite. But since you are being a bitch about it, I'll just leave." Aarav had a very low tolerance for bull shit. It was incorporated into him. Before he becomes a dick and a total asshole to girls he usually leaves the scene and saves himself and the others some pain. He liked to call it his escape strategy. He heard the girls shout out behind him, calling him names and all. So he just flipped the bird to them and walked to his car. Rudra was bracing himself on the door of the car and was trying to look at the girls behind Aarav.