Ek Duje Ke Vaaste

Part 14

Three months later.

Khushi woke up to the sound of her phone beeping, she lazily picked up her phone and unlocked it to check at the message she had received.

"Good morning." She smiled as she read the text, it was obviously from Mr. Writer. In the past three months, they talked almost every day for hours, it was like they had become so close despite not knowing each other's names.

"Good morning." Khushi typed a reply back as she sat up yawning and with a stupid smile on her face, she loved receiving good morning texts from him, it made her feel special, like someone thought of her the first thing in the morning.

In the past three months, they talked a lot, told each other a lot of things and he was always just flirting to cracking jokes making her laugh, and she liked it, she liked him.

He just made her so happy and every time her phone would beep, she would get excited and get goosebumps when she saw his ID on her screen, she just wanted to keep talking to him and to get to know him better.

"So what's up?"

"Nothing, just woke up, I've got some shopping to do, college starts tomorrow so..."

"Wow, mine too. Imagine maybe we're going to be in the same college."

"Yeah right, you don't know where I live neither do I know where you live, the chances are one in a million."

"You never know, destiny plays its game."

"That's true. So... I was wondering, we've been talking for so long, don't you think maybe we should tell each other things now, maybe our names, or where we live and if by chance we live in the same place, we can meet up." She typed and pressed the send button nervously.

She kept waiting for a reply which dint come as soon as the other replies and that just made her more nervous.

She had just started liking this guy so much and she really did want to meet him, but what if he dint want to meet her? What if he didn't like her that way? What if he liked someone else?

But if he liked someone else he wouldn't be flirting with her right?

Every few seconds, she would pick up her phone and look at the screen hoping to see a reply but it wasn't there, so she decided to take a shower hoping that when she would be done with it, she would finally get a reply.

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Arnav stared at the text he had just received blankly, he dint know what to say or what to reply. Was he really ready to know more about this girl? Was he ready to meet her or something?

Things were great this way, it was just good to talk to someone without knowing a thing about them yet knowing so much, it was a kind of friendship you wouldn't want to lose, like you could talk to them about anything, tell them stuff without the fear of being judged because they dint know you in the actual sense.

If he agreed to meet her, that would change, and he wasn't sure if he wanted this change. He did like talking to her and all, but was he really ready to meet her and change this whole situation?

He kept typing things and he would erase it, type again and erase again... it went for a while until he got frustrated and just decided to think for a moment about what he really wanted and then reply.

Maybe if she had asked him to meet or exchange actual details about each other a few months ago before he met Khushi, he would have agreed, but after he met Khushi and took her on that date, he hadn't been able to forget about it since that day, and now that he was finally here in Mumbai, he did hope to cross paths with her someday.