35. Phir Le Aaya Dil

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I don't have much to say, except thank you❣️ All your motivation, love and comments make my day, and I'm glad you're loving the story so much! No more spoilers though:)

Song of the Chapter: Kar Chalna Shuru Tu, Ek Main Aur Ekk Tu

I recently rewatched this movie, and man, I love it too much, especially its soundtrack♥️
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"Nandini! NANDINI?!? Where are you, are you FINE?"

A disheveled Manik ran inside the store room, panting for his breath, his hair ravaged, only to be met with a confused glare from Ayan Malik.

"What are you doing here? Where's Murthy?"

He asked him, eyes narrowed.

"I could bloody well ask you the same thing, Ayan. And I got a message from Nandini, saying she needed help and-"

"-and that she was locked in the Store Room."

Ayan interrupted Manik's haphazard reply firmly, squeezing his eyes shut. He knew what had happened, he was just waiting for confirmation.

A sudden sound rang throughout the entire room, the sound of a lock turning.

Yup, all the confirmation he needed, Raichand with his stupid Bollywood plans.

Manik too was not a first-timer with these elaborate missions, being Cabir Dhawan's best friend can with many such opportunities.

"So this was all a plan, then?"

Manik said, sighing deeply.

"Yes Einstein, and the Earth isn't flat, any more intelligent observations you might want to make?"

Malik replied, rolling his eyes.

It was bad being claustrophobic and being stuck in a small room, and being stuck with HIM was worse.

"I'm trying to be civil here, don't force me to go back to being the Manik Malhotra that you very well know I can be."

Manik reverted with a pointed stare, losing his patience with Malik.

"Oh I KNOW what you can be. I've fucking seen first hand what you can be. But tujhe ye bhi pata hona chahiye ki I'm NOT one of your band-buddies or Nandini- five years ago-, I won't take it."

Malik straightened up, raising his voice.

His voice was loud enough to be heard outside, where Rehaan, Mira, Mukti and Cabir had their ears pressed to the door.

"He won't fake it? Bhai ye log kya kar rahe hain andar!?!"

Raichand shouted, flabbergasted, as Mira facepalmed and flicked his forehead.

"Fake it nahi, take it, you idiot. He's angry at Manik, clearly."

Mira said, sighing as worry lines appeared on her forehead.

"I hope this plan doesn't backfire and make everything worse."

Mukti added nervously, as Cabir and Raichand both shushed them violently, wanting to hear the rest of the conversation.

"I KNOW YOU HATE ME! I GET IT! But you have to stop coming in the way every damn time I even LOOK at Nandini. We want the same bloody thing!"

Manik yelled back, finally releasing his frustration and saying what he's been wanting to say since he touched down in London.

"We DON'T want the same thing, Malhotra, don't you dare say that. I want Murthy to be happy. For her to have the BEST life that she can, and she won't have it with you, I know she won't."

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