Vihaan's P. O. V

"Yeah Kris," I mumble, still half asleep.

"Dont tell my you were still sleeping Vihaan. Get up! we have an emergency!" Krisanne yells at me from the other side while I lay in my bed, rubbing my eyes.

"Krisanne, the last time you said we have an emergency, you had called me all the way to your house because you couldn't decide the colour of the nail paint you wanted to apply," I argue and sit up with my shoulders resting on the head board behind and my legs sprawled in front of me.

"Just shut up Vihaan. Besides, you had not even come because I called you, you came to eat the cake that my mother had made," she counters and a lazy grin takes over my features.

"Okay, okay, fine! Just say what happen?" I ask her while getting out of my bed and trying to make my way to my window.

"Listen, there is a problem. You need to reach college asap," she informs me and I hear her deep breaths on the other end.

"What are you doing Kris?" I ask mischievously and I'm sure she understood exactly what I am trying to imply.

"Get your head out of the gutter Vihaan. I'm climbing down the stairs. I got into an elevator but I realised I won't get network so I took the stairs and that's why I'm a little breathless," she shouts and I kick my clothes and other mess out of my way before looking outside.

"So your going to look thin and nice today, huh?" I ask her and I hear her mumble on the other side.

"It's pointless arguing with you. Just get your ass to college as soon as possible," she says and hangs up before I get a chance to say anything else.

I run a hand through my hair before moving away from the window and going towards the bathroom.

I have this habit of going to the window, it reminds me of my dream, my aim in life everyday. My aim to replace the view. To replace my current view of the busy streets of colaba with sea coast or mountains. It reminds me that I have to become successful enough to be able to get that for myself.

I freshen up and start packing my stuff. I grab my bag, fill it with the usual books I need and my headphones. My headphones are my life. I might forget anything but them. I grab some cash for my breakfast and move out of my one bed room plush apartment.

I live alone. My parents bought me this place and appointed a house keeper to clean up the house while I am gone. They are too busy to live with me or do anything related to me. I don't even remember the last time I saw them. They're board members of an international company that I don't really care about. They're always on the move and I constantly avoid going with them.

They fake their entire lives. Their fake love for each other, their fake happiness, their fake love for me, everything. Only we know what happens inside the four walls.

They don't care about me, I don't care about them. I use as little, of the allowance they give me, as possible and send the rest back. I want a good job, I want to settle down and not be dependent on them.

That's probably why I excel in everything I do. All I care about is my two friends, Ayana and Krisanne, whose stories are pretty similar.

We are three friends, deprived of love in one form or the other, but we survive through it. Survive through it because we have each other. We are each other's back bones.

That's why I know, that whatever problem Krisanne is referring to, we're going to solve it and solve it together.

A/N - only if Vihaan knew ;)

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