Priyanka's p.o.v
When I turned, a familiar boy happened to be there. I recognised him as the boy whom I had bumped into while chasing a butterfly, almost one year before, before meeting Haider. The guy whose "staring at me" hadn't made me uncomfortable.
Nick's p.o.v
Priyanka.
This girl, with whom I had fallen in love one year before, was infront me right now. Last year, I saw Haider along with Priyanka infront of a house. Haider was a good friend of mine and was my school classmate. When I saw Haider that day, I thought to surprise him but as I went closer, there was this girl, this beautiful girl. It astonised me so much. An aunt, who was almost in her late-forties, was scolding and screaming at Haider and two girls ( out of one was her). Out of the speech of that aunt, I got to know that this girl's name was Priyanka.
I had gone abroad for studies to America for one year. I returned home today for a month's holidays. Just after the sunset, I started wandering around the society when I discovered the same house as of that day. On the terrace I saw Priyanka crying. She started to turn back when I spoke in a loud voice:
"Hey, are you Priyanka? Right?"
She turned back and was amazed to see me. I continued, 'I am Nick. Nick Jonas. Why are you sobbing, my lady?"
Priyanka's p.o.v
Upon his question, I became furious. Everyone asked me the reason for crying, for being in depression, but no one really cared about it, it was just a matter of words. Everyone saw someone crying, asked them the reason and after getting their questions replied, they went forth, without solving their problems, without consoling them and without doing anything. Then what was the reason to interrupt their lives by coming out of nowhere and interrogate them by questions that were fruitless! I shouted at him, saying :
"Whyy? Do you even care why I am sobbing? No, you don't. You a stranger to me. And yes, I already apologised to you that day fro bumping into you and for everything but you mean nothing more than that to me. Please don't interfere in my life. You're no more than a stranger to me! "
With that being said, he burst into tears. And a second later, after gathering some words to utter, he finally spoke:
"Yes, I do care but I don't know why you don't. I am not a stranger to you, I am your lover!"
He ran after that, away from me, leaving me with a lot of stress, plus, wonder. I don't really want a lover. I just want a friend, who can just listen to my feelings. Not sure if this person is just fake one or really an angel? God protect me from any further heartbreaks.
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Roman d'amourA girl, Priyanka Chopra, being one of the friendliest and down-to-earth human is the one who loves equality. But is the world also fair to her ? Do they also equal the amount of her love and care ? Her depression and sucidial thoughts are ceased whe...
