13 Reasons Why... I 💓 you

#9

I love you,
Cause you love it when I claim you by my mouth!

"What is this test and why is he screwing us over? God teachers are such jerks!" Vanshika said agitated. They were sitting at a table in the canteen and Niti had been eating while Vanshika kept complaining.

"Who told you to take history?" She said chuckling but then her eyes moved to the figure walking up to them.

"Hey ladies" he said,taking up the middle chair and greeting them with a smile. It was Vanshika's boyfriend and he was in the football team, same as Parth, though they weren't really friends.

"Hey Ravish" she greeted with a nod. "Rough day?" She asked when she saw his bandaged knee.

"Oh ya! Horrible day. Didn't get much sleep- was a little bleary on the field- as it happens, somebody pushed me while playing and I scraped my knee" he said shrugging; his expression was like he had eaten something bad.

"That's awful hon-" Vanshika said placing her hand atop his on the table but she couldn't even complete it as he snatched his hand back. Right, secret boyfriend! Niti had asked her once what was the deal but Vanshika never wanted to talk about it and pretended like this was fine, so Niti didn't meddle with it further.

"Are you out of your mind?" He whisper yelled after scanning the area and making sure no one noticed them. "Will you never understand?" He said grabbing his kit and storming out of the canteen within seconds.

"He's always like that" Vanshika said, on the verge of tears.

"Well he shouldn't" Niti replied.

"He says he has a reputation to maintain. He's one of the best, most attractive players; girls want talk to him all the time. He didn't wanna ruin that by telling he's dating me" she said breaking down finally.

"Is he? Dating you I mean cause this doesn't look like dating to me" she said disgusted by that brat.

Vanshika went to her test after nearly ten minutes of crying- or rather bawling. That was bound to happen after keeping her emotions down and swallowing her pride for so long.

Niti was sitting in the class and looking out of the window ; the art teacher called in sick so it was a free period. There wasn't much to look at outside except their large, well maintained playground. It made her think of Parth. No actually she had been thinking about for a while now.

The incident earlier at the canteen had been bothering her very much. She couldn't concentrate on math, she just scribbled some nonsense in her notebook. And just like that she had been thinking about him, just didn't realise that it could be in connection with this. But it was.

She thought about how Parth was so different. He always wanted to hold her hand, sneakily slip it while she looked the other way. Wrap an arm around her shoulder, and catch her by surprise, spin her around, kiss her goodbye. Let her snuggle in while she was cold.

In reality it was her who had always resisted in showing affection. Always held back, holding his hand, from kissing him, holding him after a long exhausting day when they were in public. She had at times even snatched her hand back while tried to hold it. Pulled back from a embrace in seconds, looked away when he made gooey eyes at her.