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Point of view: Bela's POV....

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You know how you feel when you have literally nobody to share your thoughts and feelings with. I used to feel the same everyday. Literally everyday. I won't say that I have been a great friend or anything else. But at least I have tried my best to be a listener and to be their for my friends whenever they need me. But when I actually need someone, nobody shows up. I have been a go-to person for so many people but nobody have been the same for me. Vish was the first ever best friend I made. We were through each other's thick and thin but from last few days we have got distanced too. She is too busy with her boyfriends. So at most, I just had my self's company and that's it.

But then. Things started getting changed. I got a friend out of nowhere, whom I asked to fuck me, as soon as we met. Lol. But then his friendship overpowered everything. And suddenly all the friends I ever made in my life started looking less in comparison to him. I don't know when and how I started relying on him. And for the first time I am experiencing this selfless friendship, where he is happy for me, and I am happy for him.

That's why only when he asked me if I I will come to that fashion show, I couldn't say no. Infact I want to meet Heli too. Because obviously Mahir's choice can't be bad.

While being lost in my thoughts, I shove the last slice of pizza in my mouth because anyway I am gonna live on takeaway only no matter how much groceries I buy. And by that I remember. Mahir didn't come. I thought he will but anyway leave it.

As on the queue, my phone rings. Take the name of 'old granny' and my old granny is here. Mahir.

"Hello old granny."

"Bela stop calling me that. It's wierd.", He said and I can guess that his lips must be forming a pout just now.

"Okay daddy.", I said teasingly when he got silent for a minute. God. Is he blushing?

"You are such a pussy Mahir. I am kidding.", I tell him when remains silent.

"Bela. Your jokes scare the shit out of me.", He said in mock surrender making me chuckle.

"So Shoot. Whatever you wanted to say.", I ask him to go ahead.

"Yeah. So. Bela. I won't be able to come for dinner since I am having a lot of work. So may be some other day?", He said.

"Yeah sure. Why not? Infact see if you make it tomorrow only, otherwise day after tomorrow, whichever suits you.", I reply to him chuckling at his formal self.

"Okay tommorrow it is.", He said chuckling back.

"Okay. À demain."

"You like French. Don't you?", He asks catching up on my French.

"I love french Mahir. Such a sweet language it is. Isn't it?"

"It is Bela. Okay. See you tomorrow. I mean 'À demain' to you too", He said warmly.

Then I disconnect the call. And then quickly I light up a ciggerette and started watching F.R.I.E.N.D.S all over again. While ciggerette in between my lips, suddenly my phone rang again. Mahir. How is he running a goddamn Sehgal groups when he calls people again and again.

"Hello."

"Don't 'hello' me Bela if you drink or smoke. I saw you dumping packets of ciggerettes in your trolley so. Don't you dare.", He literally yells from the other side. God what will I do with such caring people.

"Tell me are you smoking or drinking?", He asks again. I look at the ciggerette in my hand, and then at phone, then again at ciggerette and then I spoke up.

"No Mahir. Infact I didn't even remember if I took ciggerettes. Also yeah I am over smoking. That's so nasty isn't it?", I said pretending I wasn't smoking. Innocent girl britches on. Smoking? What's that duh?

"Yes it's nasty but I am not falling for your excuses. Smash that ciggerette right away.", What? Is he got cameras fixed in my house?

"Are you god? Because you know it all.", I chuckle lamely.

"Smash it Bela."

"Okay daddy. Chill. Geez. Done.", I said finally smashing the ciggerette.

"Daddy like seriously?", He said and I can bet on it that he rolled his eyes.

"Yes daddy. Bye."

"Bye Bela. Good night.", He said and I disconnect. I smile unknowingly remembering how caring he really is. God. Heli is a lucky bitch. Heli, not trying to steal your man but he is adorable.

Then I continue watching friends and then after a few hours,I go to bed. I don't take ciggerette, I don't drink, and I try to sleep. But sleep was far away from my eyes. So unwillingly I had to go for the other option to sleep. I just hope nobody gets to know about that option.

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I get up startled by blaring sound of alarm. Sighing, I get up lazily, but then I remember today I have to organise an event and I can't be late. Then quickly I went to freshen up myself. After showering, I quickly get into a navy blue business suit since it's formal from my side. And then fixing myself a cup of coffee, I quickly drove off to the church since it is the venue.

That church just needs flower and curtains to be decorated and then it's all perfect for the wedding.

I quickly call the flower distributors who supply flowers to us. After talking to them and asking them to send flowers by right time, I quickly dial my staff checking where they are. And I feel so pitiful, when I get to know my staff is already there at church and I am late.

As soon as I reach the church, I quickly go to my staff, waiting for me in porch area already. I quickly take the plans and then designs and instruct them for decoration as it will just take 3-4 hours there and then we have to reach the reception venue too. After giving instructions I finally sigh looking at the church.

I go inside the church. Looking at Jesus, I just smile sadly. It's not like I don't believe in God, but he has taken much more from me that he gave. Still I kneel down in front of god, not wishing for anything, but thanking him for whatever he gave me. Thank you God for giving me Vish and Mahir. And thanks to make me know about Vyom's life before anything else only. Because I am happy for him, but I don't want to have misconceptions. And yeah god, Mahir has a friend. Heli. I mean his fiancée, it's her fashion show tomorrow as a designer. Please make it successful one.

After wishing, I get up and went to supervise the decorations.

As I was supervising the workforce, my phone rings.

"Hello Bela Sharma speaking.", I answer in haste without checking who was this.

"Hello Bela Sharma. Mahir Sehgal here. How are you ma'am? Can I get your appointment please?", God Bela couldn't you see who called you? And you replied in a businessman like tons, earning a taunt from him.

"I wasn't taunting by the way. I was just teasing you.", he covers it up. How did he know what was in my mind?

"Can you read minds?", I chuckle.

"No. Unfortunately no. But Bela. I called you for a serious discussion.", He said.

"Yes say."

"Bela remember? Our Collab? We got an event to be organised under that collab only. And they wanted you to organise their event with Sehgals. What say?"

"Yaa sure Mahir. Pleasure will be mine to collaborate with Sehgals and my new friend.", I smile warmly saying this.

"Yeah even I would collaborate with the best event planner of London and with my new friend.", He said from other side and I can hear his smile in his voice.

"So when do we need to meet for discussion?"

"You can come to my office. Or I can come to yours. Whatever suits you."

"Um Mahir. Just now I am out with an event so. I am not at office, also I can't come to yours. What about my place in evening?", I suggest because anyway he was coming for dinner today.

"Yeah sounds good. Till when should I reach?"

"Mahir you can come anytime you don't need to ask. But anyway I would be home till 4 pm I guess. After that?"

"Sure Bela. All the best for your event. See you soon. Bye."

"Okay Old granny. Bye.", I said chuckling only to hear him chuckle too and I disconnect.

I stood there smiling thinking about him. Then as I see church's decorations are almost done, I instruct the staff to reach reception venue soon to finish work since I need to make it to my place before 4.

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