Third person's POV

Amaira was roaming around her room, searching for her phone when the door opened abruptly. She sighed again, turning around, to find her brother lazily munching another pack of Pringles. He already made himself comfortable in her bed. 

Ama was already irritated, not being able to find her phone and the sight in front of her made her more. 

Did his teacher teach him manners? 

Didn't they tell him to offer and share food?

"You bull! Did your professor teach you not to eat junk food? And here you are shoving them in your mouth like you didn't ate my panacota and my brain a hour ago." She yelled searching for her phone under the cusions for the 5th time. 

"Geez, old woman! Stop yelling like a hyena. Ask if you want something. But anyways, mine is completed so you can ask a shopkeeper!" Rishabh said cheekily. 

"Asshole!" She muttered. 

"Call me!" Ama demanded after a while. 

"Huh?" Was his response. 

"Chimpanzee" She grumbled approaching him. She tugged him, holding his hoodie, causing him to stand with a shriek. After taking out his phone from pocket, she pushed him again making him fall back on the bed with a small thud. 

She opened the phone and it was easy because she knew the password. It was a silly dare by Piya for her to get his password and she did it very easily considering how evil she is. Going to the contacts she searched for her name but couldn't find it. 

"What did you save my number as?" She asked. 

"How did you know my password?" He re-questioned her. 

"Urghhhh! Tell me what did you save my name as before I slice your di-" She didn't complete her sentence because Rishabh stopped her. 

"Eww! You mini hippo, give me some respect." He said and ran to him room, probably to get another packet of Pringles, according to Ama. 

She searched for 'Mini Hippo' and rolled her eyes when she got her number. After dialing on it, she got her phone under her pillow. 

She was already dressed in a blood red dress, giving sexy look as well as rich and professional vibe. 

After she got her phone, she quickly put it in her clutch along with her ear pods and mouth freshner. 

(Free advice from the author- Do not ever forget a mouth freshner if you're going on a date or to somewhere you don't want to get embarrassed. Believe me, bad breathe are just eww)

Then she scurried to her walk-in-closet and took out a white pearl necklace, matching with her dress. 

As she was about to start her face makeup, a loud ring tone startled her. She came back to Rishabh's phone and saw some 'Dove' calling him. 

Dove? She frowned.

As soon as she answered it, she was caught off by a startling scream. 

"You stupid bastard, if I get one more stupid bouquet in my house then you are going to end up in the jail the next hour, you understand?" 

Ama blinked. And blinked again. 

"Uh-" She cleared her throat. "May I know who is this?" She asked. 

"Uh-huh, Oh shit! Ma- Wrong number, sorry!" And the call was disconnected. 

But Ama couldn't help but think. 

Was that Naina?

*

Ama noticed a old man driving her car as soon as the glass dividing them slid down and she couldn't help but what would have happened if she wouldn't have step back at the right time. Or should she say that pulled back at the right time. 

Flashback

Ama was looking forward at her driver who was coming out of the car. Just as she was about to keep her phone in her bag, she was pulled by someone and was crushed in someone's front. 

She was all set to slap that guy but gasped loudly when she saw a black car passing just from where she was standing. And it was as fast as a bullet car, if there will be something like that. 

Her breathe left when she saw the car crashing in a big tree in it's front. People crowded it. Soon there was police van's siren and then the place was filled with many officers. 

"Are you okay?" She looked in her front when she heard someone ask so. 

She noticed that she was standing, leaning to someone. The same one who has also had his hands on her waist. As soon as she saw that, she quickly took a step back. 

Fortunately the hold on her waist was not that strong. 

"Uh... I am sorry!" She mumbled and turned around to go but was stopped by him holding her hand. 

She looked at her hand and then the person in front of her, with narrow eyes. 

"Oh sorry!" He smiled sheepishly which Ama didn't like. 

He was creepy and he was creeping her out.

"Well don't the famous class monitor, remember me now? You wrote my name so many time in the board and yet you forgot?" He said smiling and pouting a little at the end. 

Ama frowned. 

"Oh c'mon! You can't forget your mango pickle so soon." He feigned a a hurt face. 

Ama's eyes widened. 

"Aaron Richard?" She asked, her eyes going bigger by each passing second. 

He smiled. 

"Oh my god! Aaron! It's so surprising, meeting you. And you still remember me, huh? And you here, in India?" She asked excitedly after hugging him. 

His creepiness was long forgotten. He was his best backbencher after all. 

"Yeah came here for a business party! Was important!" He said scratching his neck. 

They had a pretty good conversation and then soon drifted but they were unaware of the living storm watching them. 

Flashback ends

"You look good hippo" She narrowed her eyes, ready with a comeback. 

"I always look good." She said as if it's a universal truth. 

"Hahaha! That was a nice joke. I will give you 2 rupees for that. Wait!" Rishabh took out his wallet, fishing for, maybe a 2 rupee coin. 

"Keep that! Maybe it'll help you when police will come to arrest you for sending bouquets to a girl." Amaira said with a evil smirk of her own and turn to look at him with a innocent look. 

"How di-" 

"We reached, Sir" He was about to say something but was cut off by the driver. 

"Yeah let's go" He said, scurrying out and opening the door for her, ignoring her. 

"Remember bro, it's not over." Amaira whispered smiling at the paparazzi and waving at them. 

*

There were chaos everywhere and everyone was enjoying, well except one person who was assembling a lava ready to burst anytime. And it wouldn't take a genius to know who was that. 

It was Siddharth Raichand. 

Well apparently, Aaron shouldn't have met Ama again in the party and they shouldn't have dance together and Rishabh shouldn't had click their photo and send it to his brother. 

But they did!

Aaron Richard did meet his school crush again for which he was very thankful to God. Amaira did bump into him again and she also accepted his offer to dance. Why wouldn't she? He was just a friend for her. And Rishabh Raichand did click a picture of them when he was twirling her and send it to his brother. 

Only if he have had a invitation, he would have stormed into the party and dragged his girlfriend along with him and cuffed her to his bed and had his ways on her. But he didn't have the invitation. 

He even called her secretary, Naina, to ask her if she could arrange the invitation for the party. She couldn't but she even couldn't help but think that, 'if he wanted free food he could have asked anyone to share. Why waste thousands on some party's invitation.' She didn't express it openly though. 

*

"Yeah, and they didn't had brownies. Though everything else was okay but brownie was missing. I mean how can they not include brownie in the menu." Amaira spoke as she had her phone pressed between her shoulder and ear and her hands were busy opening the door. 

They have reached the  hotel earlier than planned. Rishabh Raichand got a emergency case and Ama didn't had any problem for leaving the party early. Now he had dropped her in their hotel and went to some hospital whose name's pronunciation was very difficult  for Ama. 

"And what about the media? Did they react after seeing you and bhai together. I'm sure they must have made stupid comments." She heard her bestfriend's voice from the other end. 

"Nah! I am surprised, they didn't." 

"Babe, I need to go now but remember that we need to get Di ready for her first date and then do packing for the trip as well. I'll see you later. Doodles!" Piya said and disconnected the call. 

"Why the fuck is this not opening" Ama hissed putting the card inside again and again. 

"Excuse m-" She was about to call the person cleaning the hallway but refrained noticing the door open. 

She frowned and opened door. After passing through the small kitchen and bar, she entered the bedroom. Her eyes widened as the length of a football, when she saw Sid laying on her bed, munching some fries and playing with some remote. But that didn't make her eyes wide. What did is that he was just in his boxers. 

{ Are your eyes still virgin, huh? }

(PS: That's not bed. But you guys can imagine this as bed and kindly ignore the dog)

"What the hell are you doing in my room? That too like this?" A startling shout made Sid bite his own fingers. 

He looked at her and grinned as if he got a lottery. 

"You don't like this? Should I remove this as well?" He asked as his hands went to the waist band of his boxers. 

"Ewww! You nasty man!" Ama said turning around, her back facing him and threw him a pair of shorts which was lying on the couch. "Wear these" 

After a few seconds of shuffling, when she she made sure he was not as naked as before, she turned to him. 

"Now tell me! How did you get the keys?" She asked with her hands placed on her hips. 

"I said to the receptionist that I am your husband and she seem loyal to her husband cause she didn't even look at me and gave me the key." Sid stated proudly, making Ama roll her eyes. 

"Well that's fine. It's fine to be loyal, isn't it? Not everyone is like you" Sid continued but his last sentence made Ama twirl and look at him with rage filled eyes. 

"What did you just say?" She asked, calming her anger but inside she was boiling. 

"I was ju-" 

"Weren't you the one who asked me to spare some time to you? I did nah! Then why did you follow me here? Okay you did! And then when I was not here, you were in my room, in my bed, doing god knows what and now you have the audacity to tell me that I not loyal? Why should I be loyal to you, huh? Am I am dog, that should be loyal to his master?" She yelled as slow as she can because there were people living in the room beside her. 

"I am sorry fo-" He started. 

"I don't need your godamn sorry for fuck's sake. What did you do to say sorry? You were 'loyal', isn't it?" She said sarcastically cutting him off. 

"Ama, I am not saying about that. I just wanted to say that what was the need to dance with some stranger wh-" He said but was again cut off by his angry girlfriend. 

"Great! Now I know why you are here. Because, you mister got jealous. And why shouldn't I dance with him? Why? You can't control my life. I can dance with whoever I want. Not only dance, I can do whatever I want in anyone. You shouldn't be having any problem!" She snapped again. 

She knew she was exaggerating but he too didn't think when he snapped at her, for no reason. 

"Enough! Are you even listening what rubbish you are talking, huh?" Sid said, his patience going off. 

"Yeah I am listening and now I will go to where ever I want because, it's my choice. And you are not gonna interfere in that." She yelled again, storming to the closet, leaving a frustrated Sid rubbing his temples. 

To be continued...

Hey guys! I know I am late but I stated the reason on the previous chapter. I had my finals and it's still not over. But if I wouldn't have updated today, then Myra would have surely made a car run over me, this time. 

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Well all the difficult ones are done and just 2nd Language is left. Wish me luck for that. 

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