Addicted to you

Chapter Five

A/N: Hello all, welcome back! Here's the next installment of the story. Thank you for following this thus far, and voting. I do enjoy reading your feedback so do drop a word or two on how you feel about Arnav, Khushi and their story...

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I remember the first time I fell in love. I held her hand in mine with not an interest to let go. I floated along lighter than I've ever felt. I kissed her hand as if she were my princess. There was a heart full of love and it was all for her. Every flower, every song, every cloud, every sunshine, every raindrop was a gift from heaven. For this angel had come to take my love. For the first time I felt love...

~~ Jason Micheal Ratliff ~~

November, 2000

Mumbai

"Are you okay?"

Khushi looked up at her friend as Lavanya rushed towards her where she had been seated on the bench at the end of the ground. She cursed her luck. High school was a place where everything goes around within seconds after the happening, the gossip mill crunching its way echoing in empty corridors, leaving very little for imagination. And a perfect place for the application of Murphy's Law. Why was the whole world conspiring against her? She sighed, trying to move her leg to see whether she had any twisted or sprained muscle. The pain subdued considerably, though she felt it shot up at the slightest movement.

"Rough day to focus on the game," Khushi said softly as she packed her belongings in her backpack. "I don't think I'm seriously injured, La." Or was this a plot for her brother, Khushi wondered mindlessly. If this was their way of seeking Rohan, as he would be coming to pick his injured sister, Khushi needed to seriously inform her brother of all the trouble she was subjected in his wake of graduation. But since the spokesperson of Club-Rohan had a smooth transition of being the head cheerleader of Club-Arnav, Khushi doubted it had nothing to do with her brother and everything with the new boy who, apparently, couldn't get the hint and leave her alone.

"I would have killed Sheetal if that's the case." Lavanya hissed rather loudly as she fixed her eyes on the girl who was now running towards the part of the field where the cricket team were packing for the day. "But still, you should have been careful, K."

Khushi smiled at her but nodded. "Yeah, I should have but I'm worried about the social paper that we have on Monday." She looked at her friend as she chewed her lower lip. "What if I couldn't manage to get the average percentage?"

"Khushi, please" Lavanya shot back, "it's bad enough you've been hit by that stupid ball just because Sheetal failed to keep her eyes off her boyfriend. Take this as an opportunity and rest well. Social isn't going to help us live our lives."

"It helps," Khushi interrupted with a sly smile, "us have a better GPA, which in deed helps us live our lives."

"I give up." Lavanya said finally. "I don't get it, K. First, you wanted to give up this subject and then, you decided to give it a try. Now, you're worried when your knee's bleeding..."

"It's not bleeding, stop being dramatic." Khushi chided her friend, cursing a certain Arnav Raizada for all her problems. Firstly, he forced her to stick up with social saying that he hated to be friends with cowards who runs away from their fears. Secondly, for having that stupid Sheetal as his girlfriend who knew nothing but throwing insults at others. Turning around, she picked her backpack. "Anyways, it's time to leave. I've so much to prepare. See you on Monday."