At the sleepover~

"I've told you like a hundred times. Quit smoking. I could smell smoke all the way here" Khyati scrunched up her nose as she glared at Meera's younger brother. "I didn't do anything this time" he refuted. "Who else would smoke in this household?" She scoffed. "A lot of people do it. All around the world. Your own classmates do" he pointed out. "And I'm not so happy with that fact" she walked away seemingly pissed.

" Why the foul mood?" Alesha looked up from her phone. "Vivan was smoking again. And it stinks too much. I could smell it all the way over to my house" Khyati flumped down on the bed. "I don't think he was even home today" Meera went deep into thought. "What do you mean?"

"Vivan wasn't at home today. He came back like five minutes before you did" Alesha answered. "Who was it then?" Khyati thought out loud. "Maybe some lousy passers-by? Or horny teenagers?" Alesha shrugged. "Can you not be so lewd around her?" Meera smacked her. "She's sweet, I know. But, the world ain't. She needs to be prepared" Alesha winced. "You guys! I've tea to spill" Khyati interrupted the cat-fight.

"Go ahead baby" Alesha smiled. "He's moving away. He's going to Mumbai. " Khyati couldn't stop the tears in time. Alesha and Meera were the only two who knew about her one-sided love. Alesha was her senior at school and Meera was a graduate. Both of them loved her to death and were willing to hypnotize or manipulate the guy to fall for her.

"Baby, it's time to move on. It's been years. It hurts to see you like this" Meera gently patted her tears away. "But, I can't. You know that" Khyati whimpered. "No moving on. How about we make him jealous or kidnap him ? That would work better for sure!" Alesha suggested. "And how would that even work?"

"Kidnap him with you. And I'll hold you at gunpoint and I'll be like ,' Any last words?' and you can be like ,' I've always loved you!' and boom, he'd say it back!" Alesha ended dramatically. "You two never fail to make me laugh, do you?" khyati chuckled. "Wouldn't want you crying now, would we? And Alesha please keep your violent plans to yourself we all know how badly the last two plans backfired" Meera hissed.

" I didn't know he could fight when I sent people to make it seem like Khyati was being bullied. But, he did protect her right? He cares. And when we tried to make him jealous, he fought with the guy didn't he?" Alesha reminded.

"He beat up the people because they were acting like they were bullying me as he cares about his "friend ". And he fought with the guy you sent to make him jealous because of a basketball match. Not because of me." Khyati refuted.

"It didn't seem like it though?" Meera added. "You guys will end up making me delusional some day" Khyati sighed as she laid down on her back. " But, the way he looks at you. It's not how a friend would." Meera continued. "Nope. I came to the two of you to help me get over him  not to be more into him. If you two don't shut up, I'll pack you two and send you off to therapy" Khyati refused strongly so the other two backed down. "Okay, face mask time" Meera chirped instead.

Her friends were hopeless. Anyways welcome back to my internal monologue. Here I go ag-
Okay hold on for sometime, I have a message from him.

"Hey. I'm going out with some friends tonight. We cancelled last minute. Do you want to go with me? You know since you were bummed out when I told you about my plans after this year." Was what his voice message said. The girls heads perked up. "Oh my fucking god. Say yes. Say yes!" They jumped up. "I can't lie to my mother. She thinks I'm with you!" Khyati backed away. "Plus, the face mask time isn't up. It would be a waste." She added.

"We'll, it wouldn't be a waste. I'll buy you more of it. " A deep voice made them whip their heads around. What in the world was he doing there? At the fucking door? Of Meera's room?

"What are you doing here?" Meera scowled and covered Khyati with the blanket. "Your brother was one of the people to go out with me but cancelled and then he told me that she is here so I came up to ask. If you two want to join I can borrow a friend's vehicle, we can all go together" he nervously scratched his nape.

"No. You two can go ahead. And can you just close the door and get out? We're not properly dressed" Alesha scowled. "Cool. I'll see you down in ten minutes then" he walked away after closing the door.

"Thank goodness he didn't hear anything" Meera breathed a sigh of relief. "I think he saw me though" Khyati gulped. She was in a black bra and a pair of shorts. "Even better you might be able to seduce him!" Alesha said earning a whack. "We can dress her into pretty dresses!"Meera offered.

"But,this is like sneaking out!" And a knock silenced them. "Can you two go out for a moment?" He stood at the door again. "One second" Alesha turned to sit in front of Khyati and whispered slowly, "Pop those bunnies out" she pointed at her breasts. "No!" Khyati refused. "You do it or I'll do it with my own hands" Alesha threatened. "No you won't!" "Yes I will!"

Khyati did as instructed showing a lot of cleavage at her friends instruction. And to make it worse Alesha dragged the blanket along when she left with Meera and in came the guy clad in his usual black shirt and leather jacket in hand. "I was going to..." He stopped mid-way as he saw covering herself desperately.

"It's fine. Just chill. I won't look" he sighed. Nothing I haven't seen before. Not like, I'd still get used to it but, still.

"What were you saying?" She cut him off. "I was saying since it's your first time sneaking out. Do you want to actually sneak out or something? Like just to get the feel of it?" He asked. "Like what?"

"I'll help you out through the window. So like just get dressed" he rushed away. "His eyes dipped right? He was blushing so bad" the other two rushed in immediately. " Stop dressing like the sweet innocent girl next door. Go for something bold tonight. Blow his mind. He's going to move away two months from now anyways. It won't be that bad if he even refuses you which I don't think will happen" Meera goaded on a clearly embarrassed Khyati. "Okay fine" she gave in."Yes!" The other two exclaimed happily.

Around ten minutes later, Khyati stepped up to the mirror. This can't be me is the first thought she had.

A pair of solid black pu mini shorts that clung to every curve of her sweet backside and a white full sleeved solid white top. Everything was skin fit. And damn, did she look finer than hell. Meera got her a pair of boots to go with it.

"Damn the mafia wife vibe" Alesha whistled. "What mafia wife?" Khyati was genuinely confused. "He has a mafia vibe on like 24/7. Have you never noticed?" Meera questioned. "He has a puppy vibe on 24/7" Khyati retorted. "Blind in love"

"He's at the window" Alesha added. "Do I have to jump out?" Khyati gulped. "Rapunzel Rapunzel let down your hair" he teased at the sight of her peeking down the window. "I'm scared" she responded. "I'll catch you" There goes her heart. "Do I dive head first?" She asked her inmates. "Sit on the window sill and then I'll push you straight into his arms" Alesha suggested. "Here goes nothing" and she jumped. He caught her. "Hey" he smiled cheekily. Her breath hitched at the sight of it. Words. She couldn't form words.

"That went smoothly. May I carry you to the bike?" He started walking off. "Let me down. This is embarassing." She struggled in his arms. "Stop your futile attempts. You'll wake your parents!" He whispered back. "Oh shit. Is that your brother?" He gasped. "Oh shit it is" she ducked into his chest holding on tightly.

"Can you keep this a secret?" He asked to the boy in the window and he nodded and waved them off. "Your brothers love me. They won't spill don't worry" he assured resuming his walk.

"Biased" she huffed. "Here we are" he let her down to the good 'ol mother earth and instead of a beat his heart skipped an entire tune because, the girl in front of him was drop dead gorgeous. He had to hold back from screaming his guts out or going back in and brutally murdering or thanking her friends for what they did. Because controlling, tonight would be a huge task. An impossible one.

"You're wearing too little" he gulped as he tried to not let his eyes stay glued to her exposed length. "Yeah. Not really my style but, yeah. Does it look bad?" She asked acting indifferent. "It looks good. Won't you be cold?" He asked instead. So that's what he was thinking. That I'd be cold and not that I'm hot. Too delusional.

"Won't you be cold?" He repeated. "Nah. I'll be fine" she shrugged. "Wear this" he draped his leather jacket over her and it immediately engulfed her. She looked at him with her big pouty eyes and it was a direct hit. Ladies and gentlemen here lays the grave of Akash. Reason of death: The love of my life was too good looking to be handled.

" Where are we going?" She asked. "Let's go to the lake? I know a diner that's open 24/7" he got on the bike and she joined him. "Hold on" he said and she held onto the seat with the space between them. "Hold onto me is what I meant" his voice, demanding. "That's not needed" Khyati was clearly embarrassed. "You do it. Or I'll make you" And she immediately wrapped her arms around his waist and the muscles she could feel through the thin material was not the only thing that made her heart pound. And they speedily took off.