The Perfect Match

Maybe One Day

I had a wonderful sleep and I felt so relieved and good. I was just getting through my daily routine of brushing and washing when my phone went off.

Without checking the caller ID, I answered the call.
"Are you home?"

What?

I checked the ID and ofcourse, it was Arjun. "Yes," I replied, sounding all monotonous.

There was silence on the other side for sometime. Then he reminded me,"We had to meet today, remember?"

My bad...why have we planned to meet by the way?

"Yeah...," and I realised, I had to meet him because I wanted answers.
But what are the questions? Silly me.

"Seven tonight?" He asked.

"I am not planning to go on a date with you Arjun. I need answers. Come over to my place in the afternoon," I literally sounded like I was ordering him.

"Okay," I heard him chuckle over the other end of the line. "Bossy much?"

"I think I was never bossy Arjun," I asserted.

*pouts* Bossy and me are two opposite things.

"No Amaya, you really were bossy. I think when you went on a mini hunger strike to make me apologise for getting mad at you, you had me on my knees to beg for your forgiveness. After you forgave me, you dragged me to a stupid clubbing night with you and I had to obey your commands because had I not done that, you would have set my study on fire,"

Okay, maybe I'm a little (very little, 0.00001%) bossy...

And he remembers this incident?
Glad! So he knows, I'm dangerous.

"That was one incident. Only one," I stressed on the word 'one' to prove that a single incident cannot prove that I'm bossy.

"I have a number of incidents to prove that you are bossy and stubborn but I have a meeting to attend and I don't think you would like to tolerate me over a call for so long,"

I rolled my eyes and blurted, "Exactly,"

And I heard him chuckle.
I raised my eyebrow and even before I could say anything else, he hung the call.

I'm not bossy.

Ignoring Arjun completely,
I went back to my morning routine and for a moment I just felt like having some fun - alone.

After a very long time, I was home alone without any nonsense going on in my life and even if Arjun was still there to remind me that my life wasn't yet ridden of all the troubles, I still felt like enjoying a little bit.

I put my 'Favorites' playlist on the home theatre and stripped to my shorts, letting my hair loose and poured myself a nice morning drink. Morning with whiskey.

Rich girl was the first song that played and I danced all the way down the stairs, making, what I thought, were legit sexy moves and in that course, I bumped into a wall and hurt my head a little. But that didn't stop me from having fun.

I really started to enjoy and it was when the song shifted to Blank Space, I started to sing out loud.

"GOT A LONG LIST OF EX LOVERS, THEY'LL TELL YOU I'M INSANE...," but I've got a blank space baby, and I'll write your name.