The Rules Of Pursuit

57. Richard to the Rescue

Avinash's P.O.V

I closed the door, leaving a disappointed Naxi wrapped in a white bedsheet, sitting on Mia's bed. I had promised her I would be back soon, but she didn't seem convinced.

This was the second time Danny had interrupted our intimate moment. That arsehole owes me for life. My irritation disappeared the moment I stepped into my room.

"Danny Shit! Are you okay?" He was lying sprawled on the floor, eyes glazed and bloodshot.

"She left me." He sniffed. I sat down on the floor next to him.

"Tell me what happened Bro." Danish had never been this shattered. I rubbed his back, as he shifted his body, burying his face on my lap.

"She said it's over." He shuddered.

"Danny you are scaring me. Get up now, its freezing on the floor." I pulled him up and made him sit on his bed. His eyes and nose, both were overflowing.

"Tell me what happened." I asked concerned, handing him a bottle of water, which he gulped down.

"She...she..." he hiccuped, "she is going to Europe during the summer break." He replied, wiping his nose, with the back of his hand. "Apparently her father had made the bookings without asking her."

"So?" I asked bewildered.

"It means I won't get to meet her on her birthday." He said, indignantly.
"We had promised each other to spend our summers and winters together since her birthday is in June and mine in December."

"Oh!" I grinned at the silliest reason for a fight. "That is why you feel you have lost her; because you won't be able to spend your summer together."

"Actually," Danny scratched the back of his head before continuing, "I pestered her to cancel the trip. She said it was her father's decision and she couldn't say anything over him, which pissed me off. In a fit of anger I called her a slut who was dying to go and hook up with Europeans."

"I never knew you were an insecure asshole." I said reproachfully, shaking my head.

"Avi you won't understand. I...I cannot imagine being away from her for the whole of summer. I am too attached to her, and thinking of her in the midst of handsome and dashing Europeans, who were probably much better than me in every way, scared me. What if she realized they were better than me? What if she liked one of them?" He tried to explain his reason behind being such a dick.

"Danny, would you have been attracted to a ravishing French or Italian beauty, knowing that you have Olivia waiting for you?" I asked.

"Ofcourse not. No one can ever be Olivia, she is the epitome of perfection. I could never be attracted to anyone else other than her." He said shaking his head.

"Ok imagine her old and cranky, with sagging skin and uncontrolled bowel movements. Would you then be attracted to some young hot Italian chick?" I asked.

Danish crunched his face trying to imagine Olivia in such a state.

"Nayyy! Not even then," came his convicted reply.

"That is exactly what Olivia feels. You mean everything to her. We all know Danny how rigid her father is. Even if she told him, he wouldn't have listened to her." I patted him on his shoulder.

"I wish I had a lot of money, then I could have followed her around Europe." He lamented. "This is the first time I will be missing her birthday, since we started dating."

"Go and apologize, that will be the best birthday gift for her." I chuckled "I can't believe you of all people, could be so naive."

"Ummm, there is more." Danish hesitated, "this entire fight took place at the courtyard, with a large audience who stood witness to my words."