Finding us

Chapter 15

Rushing into the building, Diya burst out laughing.

Wah kya akal hai!! A whold world of reasons but apun ko nature call k bina koi bahana nahi mila?! Diya rolled her eyes at herself.

{Translation - my God I'm so dumb!! A whole world of reasons and I say nature's call?!}

She was just waiting for the elevator at the ground floor when the sound of approaching footsteps made her turn, and she froze to find Nikhil making his way towards her.

Nikhil smiled as he stopped to stand beside her, and Diya felt her cheeks turn warm and looked down.

"You think they're kissing now?" Nikhil grinned, trying to break the silence.

"I so hope!!! She's been single for so long now!!! At least birthday k din p bandi ko ek kiss toh miljaye...." Diya trailed off dreamily, clapping her hands excitedly. But then she looked up to meet Nikhil's warm gaze and her smile faltered.

"I don't want to talk to you... Stranger!" Diya twisted her mouth, crossed her arms across her chest and looked away.

The lift pinged halt in front of them, and whilst Diya moved inside, Nikhil too sighed followed her.

"Why are you following me... Stranger?" Diya scowled, glaring up at Nikhil.

"This is a public space miss... I can go anywhere I want" Nikhil replied coolly, leaning against the wall of the elevator.

Diya almost broke into a smile, but she reminded herself of how he'd ignored her for one whole month, and she huffed.

But ignoring him, she pressed the lift button to Priya's floor, trying hard not to look at Nikhil, and his annoying smirk.

"Apun bola, tu meri friend hai.... Woh boli phekta hai saala..." Nikhil sang, with his hands deep in his pockets, and Diya stared at him.

{Translation - I told her she's my friend, but she said I'm lying }

"Apun jab bhi sachhi bolta hai aye... Uss ko jhut hi Kai ko lagta hai rey?!" Nikhil sang along and pouted, making puppy dog eyes at Diya.

{Translation - why does she feel I'm lying even when I tell her the truth? }

As she finally understood which song he's singing, she burst out laughing, and Nikhil heaved a sigh of relief - finally!!

"Yeh uss ka style hoinga.." Diya trailed off, winking.

{Translation - this might be her style }

And he smiled.

"Apun ne itna maafi manga, phir bhi mujh ko stranger bula ti hai!" Nikhil whined and pouted, looking so adorable, Diya couldn't help giggle again.

{Translation - I've apologized to her so many times and yet she calls me a stranger! }

"Dost bol k tu agar Mr.India maafik gaayab hojayega to bechari bandi kya karegi?" Diya raised her eyebrow.

{Translation - now after calling her your friend, if you vanish like Mr. India... What can the poor girl even do?  }

He chuckled, and at the same time the elevator came to a halt, and the doors opened.

Diya moved to get out, but before she could walk out of the elevator, Nikhil caught hold of  her hand, and tugged, pulling her into the elevator once more.

Her eyes went wide with shock and her cheeks started turning pink as Nikhil looked into her eyes and continued to hold her wrist in one hand.

"I'm sorry Diya .. I just... I'm really very sorry .. really!! Please give me one chance to make up to you?" He looked into her eyes.