Infatuated Love

Infatuated Love

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"A STORY OF AN INTROVERT- AN IDOL- INFATUATION - LUST -LOVE -AND FATE" 'Beetles' the world famous Pop Band from Toronto, Canada were disbanded two years back, since then there is no sign of the members, no update on their social accounts,they can't be traced by the paparazzi too. It's like they vanished from the world. But no they didn't. The boy group is living in Abbotsford, a small city in Canada. It was Tuesday evening when Mahi was sitting at the bus stop wasting for the bus, listening to the Bollywood Lofi songs when a cold voice audible inside her headset made her look towards her left at the man sitting beside her "What are you listening to?" The story is heart wrenching, with some scenes that can't be true.
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~Even on my worst day, did I deserve, Babe, all the hell you gave me?~ - Prithvi Saxena. Prithvi Saxena and Vipun Sengupta are the two names people hate to take together. And there's no one to blame but these two thoughtless lovers and their impulsive decisions. One wrong decision after another, one accusation after another, one wounding move after another, one desperate attempt after another, one lie after another, one memory after another, one heartbreak after another, one tear after another and both the boys are left aching for their irreplaceable another. Love. That was what they always shared. Then why hate defined them more? Lies. Career worries. High hopes. Break-ups. Regrets. Griefs. Public interferences. Helplessness. Egos. Lies again. And they were left ruined. Prithvi and Vipun are two hard shells needing each other but preferring to break than bend. And they did. They broke, scattering themselves to pieces which pierced them and made them bleed again. Medicine? Each other. But will these two star-crossed lovers let go of all the superficial things and heal each other by holding onto something as raw as the love they share? ~You wear the same jewels that I gave you as you bury me.~ - Vipun Sengupta. (Before I'm accused of plagiarism for no apparent reason AgAiN (if not self-created personal grudges), I'd like to mention that both the lines are from Taylor Swift's, my tears ricochet.) *** FICTION. FICTION. FICTION. ╭∩╮ In uppercase for those teeny-tiny brains who don't seem to get it.╭∩╮ If you don't like the concept, or are homophobic/character-phobic/love-phobic/hate-phillic/with reason love-phobic/with reason hate-phillic -- don't read, don't vote, don't comment. That's what Wattpad tells you to do. Remember to follow through the guidelines of the platform you are on. A needful reminder: Cyber-bullying is a crime. ~I hate the word homophobia. It's not a phobia. You're not scared. You're an asshole.~ - Morgan Freeman.

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