The music was way too loud at the party and Lavanya hated it, she didn't even want to come to the stupid party and she surely didn't want to leave deft. Her elder sister Anjali along with their friend-slash-colleague Payal and Mayuri had dolled her up and forced her to come at this party Payal's some friend had thrown. Lavanya was wearing a red short dress, something she would never wear on her own and don't ever get her started on her hair which wear curled and makeup. Though she couldn't argue that the things that she wore tonight, she did look good.
There were people in the living room of whoever's house this was, dancing together. The kitchen was full of a group off jocks cheering a shaggy haired guy on to chug down his drink. Lavanya, Anjali, Mayuri and Payal stood as far away from the commotion against the wall.
Lavanya yelled over to Anjali, Mayuri and Payal who stood next to her: "I'm got to get some air!"
Anjali yelled over the music: "Sure thing! I'll be on the dance floor!" they gave Lavanya a smile then they danced off to the living room.
Outside it was cold, the slight breeze made Lavanya shiver and grab for her arms. There was a set of swings in the back yard that Lavanya didn't hesitate to sit on. She sat swaying back and forth on the swing wishing that she had worn a shirt with sleeves.
"Want a jacket?" asked a husky voice, Lavanya turned around to see a stiletto of tall guy standing behind her leaning against a tree barely visible in the dark. Pushing himself from the tree as he stepped out of the shadows much to her surprise it was Arnav wearing dark jeans, T‐shirt, and jacket. He smiled when Lavanya didn't answering.
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