I hate/Love you.

chp 16 "my world is rotating"



pic of Veer

I was pulled out of my deep slumber by the low voices speaking.

"You really are a piece of sh*t!" It was a feminine voice.

"I don't need your certificate for that." A man replied.

"Yeah , of course!" The girl commented.

"Will you two shut the hell up? You have been fighting since an hour already!" I recognized the voice. It's Arav!

I wanted to open my eyes but it was proving difficult to do so. My eyelids have stick tight. I try to open them again.

"Man, can you please stop your running parade? I'm getting dizzy because of you." Again the man said. His voice...I have heard somewhere.

"Shut up, veer!" Arav responded. Veer, oh, yeah. It's Veer, his friend.

"But-" Veer was cut off suddenly by my grumpy voice.

"Niya...." Arav wishpered. I could feel him near me instantly. His one hand were now on my hand and another was stroking my hair. "Could you hear me. Open you eyes, Niya." He wispherd enough for me to hear.

I tried again and this time I was able to open my eyes. Though it was little hazy when I opened my eyes, after a few seconds I was able to see all. First one that I recognize was Arav, who was just in front of me.

"Ara..v" I sweak out.

He immediately pulled me in warm hug.

"Are you fine?" I asked still nuzzling my face in his chest.

"It's my line. It was you who fainted." Arav responed, stroking my hair, with his chin placed so firmly on my head.

Fainted, oh! Yes. That loud knocking on the car window.

I pulled away and in panic said "Arav, Someone tried to ...and then...I got scared...called you..."

"Shhhh....shhhh, Niya. Everything is fine." I cut me off.

"But..". I again tried to say something when I was interupted by someone.

"It was me, Nitya!" I heard voice from my right. There was a man standing in black jeans and black t-shirt, and it was well accomplish by the light brown jacket. His hair was not fully black nor fully brown but in between and slightly curly. He was giving me most intense look with his hands folded below his chest. And having a height of about six ft was certainly not helping the situation.

But all of that vanished when I looked carefully at him.

Oh, no! He is ...

"Balveer?!" I sequel like a child got asses to chocolate factory!

"Of course, Rani Pari!" He responses giving me small smile.

When I was young, I was obsessed with Balveer soap Opera. The child in the opera, saved the world with his superpowers. And when I first met Veer, I named him Balveer. And in return he would call me rani pari. We still use the same.