Drishti's POV:

Since the day Amay, aka my former crush, aka the person whom I hate the most now, arrived Rakshit had been constantly giving me attention. For the first time in my life I would say that I loved Amay, even if Rakshit was still on his decision of not marrying me.

"Hey, Drish!" Amay called me from behind while I was checking the final arrangements for my brother's wedding which would be held today. Rakshit had gone to check the flower arrangements for it was just 4 hours to the wedding.

My brother's wedding was the most plain wedding ever in regard to events. Direct vows and night reception, like hello! How would I digest that I have only two new outfits? No engagement no nothing, I am not allowing this for my wedding.

The groom is ready?

I'll kidnap him if he didn't agree. Or I will spread the news that he took advantage of me, I am carrying his kid and that now, He left me. And thus he will have to marry me.

Woah, I don't know about you, but I don't want to go on a Jail Trip.

"Drishti?" My conversations with my guardian and the discussion of my highly skill based ideas with it were interrupted by this mor of an on.

Mor + on= Moron

And you are Idi of an OT.

Idi of an operation Theater.

You're such a person that makes me feel nostalgic. Why can't I simply kill you and dump your body in a coconut pit.

Listen to me you-

"Drishti!" Again! This idiot spoke again!

"Can't you see how badly I'm ignoring you! Just frick off my way with that ugly smile and black heart of yours" I murmured a few curses and pushed him away only to be pulled closer by him.

If it was Rakshit I would have died of happiness. But that face wants me to suicide at this point. "Leave me Amay!"

"Why? Don't you still have a crush on me?" He whispered in my ears trying to tuck my hairs behind my ear. "I know you still like me. And guess what, I have considered it and the way you look now. I like you too"

His speech did something more than rising the feeling of disgust, it rose the feeling of being just an object which was valuable only when it was good at it's outward appearance. The time he came to know about my crush on him I used wear those dorky round glasses and had several pimples on my face like- um, guardian?

Just like sandunes in a desert.

Thank you.

So, my face had pimples just like pirhanas in a pool of skittles.

I can't. I just can't with you.

"Your eyes look too attractive without those glasses and your flawless face" he moved his index finger to trace my face starting from my temples till my jawline when he held my chin and made me look at him. "And those tiny li-"

"One more word and you'll go ten feet under the ground. Don't forget that it's my brother's wedding and you are merely a friend! If I told my bodyguards or Rakshit about this, then God wouldn't be saving you" I tried pushing him away but this made him chuckle.

Why? Why was I a joke to everyone?

A poor joke

"Agrh, leave me" I pushed him with all the force that I could manage to, resulting me being free from his grip but stumbling upon the wire mesh and falling on the ground.

"Aw, so little princess fall down. Pathetic" He sighed forwarding his hand for help.

I would rather die as chaste as goddess Diana, um- I am gonna take that back.

Character? Do you have?

No I lost it. And I wanna have at least two babies with Rakshit so I am not using that comparison.

I would rather happily swim with sharks in a pool of pulpy orange juice than taking his help.

Rolling my eyes at him I was about to get up when someone's hands grabbed me from my armpits and pulled me up. Without the least doubt, I would say it was Rakshit.

"You okay?" I looked back and smiled at him nodding my head in a bright yes, acting bewitched.

"Oh, Rakshit" Amay the devil gave a hyena laugh. This man is heinous. Just like-, guardian?

Just like Drishti mear Rakshit.

Thanks. Just like Drishti near-

Wait a minute. Hey!

"Hey!" I looked around and realized that I spoke that hey so loud when I saw two of them looking at me. "Um, hi!!!!!"

Last sentence before death-
I love you Rakshit
I love you brother
I love you Divya
I love you my brainless friends
I love you my non existant unborn child
I hate you guardian

Fuck you Drishti

"That's weird. But anyways princess, I will watch rest of the decorations. Your friends are calling you" He pointed towards Kavya and Airish who were standing near a car planning which weapon would give me a painful death.

Nokia 1100 on your head. Best! Too brutal!

"Actually we are busy Rakshit. She's not going anywhere" If I said I wasn't enjoying then it was a pure lie. Two guys fighting over me was so yu huuu types.

This is me! The one and only.

Things increased:-
My attitude
My attitude
My attitude

Things decreased:-
Your self esteem
Your self esteem
Your self esteem

Things I want to do:-
Kill you
Kill you
Kill you and bury you with a jumbo orangutan in plastic tomb of worms far away on a deserted island in Hawaii and doing Jinga La La Ho Ho over it

Things that never existed:-
Your brain
Your brain
Your brain

"Her brother's wedding is there Amay. She has to get ready for that and her friends that are calling her, are more important to her than you" Rakshit glared at Amay who smirked at him.

If it was a show, I would name it- Smirks and Glares
TRP- Sky Breaking

My slipper = your head breaking

"I am not answering you Rakshit" Amay sighed and then looked at me, "So Drishti, what do you think? Will you be mine?" Rakshit was amazed af at his sudden revelation of what he was asking me. "Drishti?" Oh that's me.

"I-I-I" I looked at Kavya and Airish who joined the situation with an actual nokia 1100 in their hands.

"Will you accept my proposal?" Amay smiled at me and that's when I felt the target of Nokia changing from me to Amay as Kavya's mouth was wide open while Airish looked like a freakin polar bear. "Tell me fast. Will you be mine"

It's now or never.
Do or die.
Give me hi-five.

"I'm sorry" I inhaled a huge amount of air and looked at Rakshit. Grabbing his collar I pulled him towards me and kissed him in front of the three, shocking ever single one of them. When we parted his face held the pure amazement with a tint of glee. Turning my face towards another shocked personality I smirked, "You see, I am already his"

"Aa!" A scream from Airish caught our attention leaving no time for Amay to react.

Nokia 1100 was lying on the ground along with Kavya and that's when the I realized, I screwed it up.