WE WERE MEANT TO BE LIKE THIS...!!

Its just the starting....

Hey guyz m just letting you all know from the first only that its just a work of fiction and nothing else....

Hope you all enjoy....

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Ahaana's P.O.V

Well finally I am here, oh god..! I just can't believe m here.

This moment is my moment. I am in London.

OMG...!!!

It was a dream for me to come here and start a life.

Actually an independent life.

I am Ahaana Bose. I am from India.

I have this big dream of becoming a fashion designer, not just a fashion designer but a very famous fashion designer. I want to work with all these you know, Betsey Johnson, Sandy powell, etc.

So finally I got admission in The Fashion School of London.

Well I have other plans too.

To forget my past.... about Sam.... my x- boyfriend.

So my plan is to totally forget about him, because he was totally a jerk, possessive and a cheat.... huh..!

But I loved him with all my being.

And so here I am to start a new life.

As I came outside the airport with all my luggage ( which was actually too much) I halted a taxi ....

1st I threw all my luggage inside then climbed in.

" where to...?" Asked the driver....

"Ummm FSL " I replied without even looking up at who is the driver.

I was trying to get signal on my cell phone because I got to tell my mom and dad that I finally reached and that I am SAFE..

" Woah FSL....?even I study in FSL....." the driver turned arround in her seat and said.

As I looked at the person talking I gasped... it was a girl... I know I know its all fine in London... but back there in India god a girl cant survive doing this job....

"Hey ... " the girl waved her hands in my face... I came back fro my trance of amazement and smiled at the girl.

" you ohk... ?" She asked .

" yeah... hi I am Ahaana and I am from India.. .."

" well well hi there ahaa... ? Sorry can you please repeat your name...?" She asked soundig a little sorry.

"Ahaana.. cl me annie... whats you name..? I asked..

" I am victoria but call me vicky... please..." she said rolling her eyes and wriggling her hands in air..

" so vicky can u take me to a place which is cheap to rent and near to FSL.. "

" well yeah lets go to my house then..." vicky said smiling.

" huh...? What do you mean..? I asked with confusion written on my face.

" yeah I live alone here in london .... my parents died 7 years ago... so now I have a house with 4 rooms , 4 bathrooms , 1 main hall , 1 kitchen , 1 swimming pool, 1 store room all by myself..." she said again rolling her eyes...

" woah then why are you driving a taxi.." I asked .. god my questions I dont know what to do with my curious nature.....
" well I do need money to keep that house up ... "

" ummm ohk so like how much I have to pay you...? " I asked .. knowing that I don't have too much budget for this...

" duh my stomach is growling .. lets grab some snacks first.. we will discuss it later... what say..? She asked excitedly..

" well ..."

" hey dont worry I know you are worried about the rent right..? I nodded,

" its ohk if yu sont pay... actually the thing is that I just want a company at my house .... after my parents died I feel so lonely at that place.. " she sounded sad.

" hey its nothing like dat I dont want to pay.. I definitely want to pay itzjust thati dont think so I can afford livving with... "

" a taxi driver.." she cat me off with a tight squeeze on my hand.

We both fell into hysterical laughter.

" so Vicky friends...? " I asked....

" best " she said giving me a hug..

" so lets go then to your new house ...." she said smiling.

" yeah yeah" I said sarcastically.
We drove off . Its such a good feeling that as soon as I set my foot in London I got a great new friend , a great house to live, a great school to study at.... woah I m lucky...
Well now lets see what waits me