As pink as white (COMPLETED ✔)

14| As pink as white

When did I lose you?
When you stayed in my heart refusing to give it back.

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I am greeted with curious eyes from all around the class as I enter in with Darshan by my side.

Dang! I had never even thought that the few students in the class were as much as this!

I spotted Deepa and Smriti and made my way to them while Darshan smiled at his friends and waved at them.

“So, what's happening?”, Deepa chimes twirling a strand of hair on her forefinger.

“Nothing”, I shrugged and sat in front of them.

“Ahhan... Then what about him and you sleeping together?”, it was Smriti who chimed this time.

“What—How did you know that?”, I asked, clearly shocked.

“Well, we have our sources... Now, spill all the juicy information”, Deepa smirked.

I am going to kill Rudra. Why the fuck did he talk about him being in our house in the first place?

Bloody moron!

“Well, fine. But it's nothing like you guys are thinking. He just came over for a sleepover. There was a lot going on in his life and his dad was not there. So, he came over to my house”, I said calmly, not trying to be over dramatic and gain attention.

“Ooh... Sleepover, haan. So, how did his frustration sound like?”, Smriti asked.

It took me a moment to understand what she was saying. When I did, I wished I never understood what she was saying.

“Eww! Gross! I already said that we didn't have any kind of sex”, I said shoving her away.

“Well, it's kind of hard to believe, the hot guy being in my friend's room and no monkey sex happening around. Ahh! That's the so-called despair!”, Deepa did one of that old timed drama keeping the back of her hand on her forehead.

I rolled my eyes at her.

“Okay, if it soothes your soul, I will just let you know that we, you know, just... Kissed”, I said trying to be calmer and unpacking my bags.

It was quiet for a few seconds and I assume, it came to them like a lightning bolt. At once, I hear their shrill voice. “What the heck!?”, Smriti jumped to me and grabbed my both shoulders.

“We definitely need to go for the lingerie shopping”, Deepa said firmly, now gripping my shoulders.

“Oh please. Fuck off!”, I shrugged them off and tried focusing on my books when my eyes reached has across the room. His hair flew messily on his forehead as he laughed at something one of the jerks said.

Slowly, the world started to fade out and tune out.

The only things that mattered now, were him and I.

Him, laughing.

I, staring at him.

It felt better that way. Just like old days. Like a security that we won't leave each other anytime soon.

I come back to my zone when I get shaken hard.

I shoot my glances to Deepa sitting beside me.

“She is doing it again”, she scoffed.

Right now, they don't seem anything but a bunch of hormonal teenagers who don't believe in love but just strict sexual relationship.

I cringe at the thought.

It makes me gag.

“What? Isn't it okay?”, I ask her, nervously chewing at the corner of my lower lip.

“Not until you say him that you love him”, Deepa says folding her hands across her chest.

“You see, making him fall for you, giving him all sorts of sparks, isn't okay at all. Especially since, you, yourself aren't sure that you love him. It will make things worse for him”, Smriti said, her voice softer this time.

And, here I was thinking I was doing everything I could to protect him. But, of course, he said he loved me and he had the right to protect me. But, what was I doing?

If whatever the books and movies said is real, then maybe, just maybe... Everything I am doing might seem to make him fall more deeper than he already is. And, by the time I say what I actually want, he must have gone too deep for my liking. He might have gone too deep to get out.

I give out a deep sigh.

“Coming that from you guys, who are just probing me to have sex with him, it feels like a shock”, I said, nervously, not trying to hurt them.

“See, we might get too much demanding and all... But, at one point, even we know that that guy loves you. As much as he is in pain, as much as he pretends, he loves you. We might seem like a bitch, but we are definitely not that type of friends who want their friend to end up as an one night stand. We know you deserve the best, and we see that, he is the best... Maybe we don't know you, as much as you, yourself do... Maybe we don't know him, as much as you do... But we know that you both are the best with each other... Unlike the toxic teenagers”, Smriti chuckled lowly at the last sentence... And, I hate to admit, but it made me somewhat emotional.

They are the same irritating, hormonal, annoying friends that I made when I was five. It lasts till now.

“Where did you guys get all these emotional motivation thing from?”, I chuckled nervously and they chuckled with me too.

“But, that guy pretends a lot”, Deep said from behind us and it literally made me jump and I am sure it scarrd Deepa and Smriti too.

“Deep, oh god! At least let us know that you are here! You surprised us!”, I exclaimed.

He chuckled at it. That idiotic moron!

“But, it's too true. That boy is a whole body of white pretence”, he said.

“Why do you think so?”, I asked him, curiously.

“You see, he laughs too much”, he said and sighed out. “And even he loves too much”, he continued, “He loves as much as he pretends. It's like... It's as pink as white”, he sighed.

His white pretence. His pink love.

Pink love makes him as much as white pretence.

He is as pink as white.

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// Hey guys!! I hope you are doing well... I am not still back to writing daily... Because I am losing interest day by day... But, even so, I managed to make a trailer of "The Sky Is A Conspiracy Of Stars". I wanted to share it... But I might as well share it along with the book, what do you say? If you want it now, I will give it with the next chapter or so... Anyways, stay safe and stay healthy... Love y'all//