A little sneak peak ~

Poora plan paani me gya chappak,
Mera jooth paani me gya chappak chappak.

Well, I can take the plan out of the Paani.

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"It's puzzling that Shubman is capable of pulling someone like you."

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It can't be my MMS? I never got involved in those activities? A video of me naked? Nah, no way. I mean, who could have possibly put a camera in my bathroom?

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"Pimples" I ask confusedly.

"Yeah pimples they appear when you smile"

"You mean dimples?"

"Yeah.... same....no... difference."

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Obeying her, I go towards Ishan and hug him. Not the teammate wala hug, but more like - *OMG, I am so happy I just made my maiden 50, let me just hug my boyfriend* wala hug.

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Fake relationship, fake boyfriend, fake dates-the word "fake" sums up my current life quite accurately.

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My worries turn into frustration. "Yeah, you told me how fine you were. Oh my god, did I forget to mention how absolutely stunning you looked yesterday? And today, how glad I was to find out that you were gone and no one knows anything about your whereabouts, and on top of all this, His Royal Highness decides to keep his phone on silent so his peasant can't reach him." I finish my little sarcastic monologue, and he starts smiling. THE AUDACITY.

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I look at him with a pitiful smile. "Did you forget to take your pills?"

"What kind of pills?"

"Anti-delusional pills!"

He rolls his eyes.

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He ruffles my already unkempt hair with affection, and I can feel a layer of warmth spreading over my chest. I might just melt here.

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I fix his gold chain. "My choice is really good," I declare with a satisfied smile. He looks toward me with a hint of amusement in his expression.
"I mean the shirt, it's my choice, right?" I say teasingly. He acts as if he knew I was talking about the shirt and not about anything else.
"Of course, you mean the shirt," he responds, his tone a little defensive but cute.

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I have to intervene now. I try to say something, "Listen-" but before I can say anything further, I hear the swift footsteps of Ishan approaching me.

Before I can make sense of anything, with a bold gesture, he seizes the lapel of my tuxedo, pulling me towards him. And then, he presses his lips to mine.

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And in this moment, I realize that I am in love with him. I am in love with my teammate. I am in love with my friend. I am in love with my fake boyfriend.

I AM IN LOVE WITH ISHAN, and it's not good.

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I should have felt relieved to confess to him, but to my pure horror, he slowly opens his eyes, and I quickly shut mine.

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"Ishan!" Rahul bhaiya shouts from the field. This is the second time Rahul bhaiya has come to my rescue without even knowing it. I could practically kiss his feet right now, but then Ishan might see me, so I have to drop the plan.

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Previously, this section was a dull introduction, so I changed it and inserted some random dialogues and paragraphs from the book.

Thank you for giving this book a chance, I hope you have a pleasant experience while reading this.

~SINA💌🥀