Sara tapped her feet impatiently for the class to get over so that she could leave and doesn't have to witness Shubman flirting with an angrezi chick, according to her.

Her gaze kept shifting towards his side unknowingly even though the teacher had bashed her for not paying attention in the class.

She watched Shubman and the girl touching each other's shoulders. She fumed, why was she not able to watch them together? Her eyes closed as she again tried focusing on her class.

Finally when it was over she sighed as she watched the girl leave waving Shubman a flirtatious bye.

"Huh, chudail kahiki. Kitni badsoorat toh dikhti hai? Aur iski choice to dekho. Khud itna handsome dikhta hai aur ladki aisi choose krta hai?"

"Excuse me miss."

She looked at the voice, it was him. She was so drowned in her own thoughts she never saw him coming towards her.

"What?"

"Itna kya badbad kr rahi ho? Pura class khali ho gaya aur tum ho ki akele baatein kiye jaa rahi ho?"

"Haa toh tumko kya problem ho rahi hai akele kru ya kisi aur se kru? Tum jao na tumhe kisne roka hai."

"Ok ok woh toh bas mujhe laga kahi tumhari satak watak gayi hai isliye I came to help, warna."

He said and ran before she launched herself at him and she sighed in frustration.

Sara was tired, deciding to skip lunch she reached her apartment and looked at his door which was open.

"Door khula kyu choda hai? Check krlu kya?"

She muttered, and peeped in his flat. It looked empty. She went further in and accidentally reached his room. She looked at all the pictures hanging there, his family.

But most of the pictures were of him with his mother and some were of a man and a young girl. She assumed it would be his sister.

"Par inke iske aage photos kyu nahi hai?"

Just then, Shubman stepped out of the bathroom just clad in a towel. As Sara heard the bathroom door close she looked at the source and her widened like big saucers.

He was a hot boy, she stood there ogling at him and he smirked. Her eyes widened more as she saw him approach her with wide steps and a smirk.

"Like what you see babygirl?"

"Very much. I mean what are you saying chup karo pehle kapde pehno."

"Ab jabtak tum yaha se nahi jaati mai kaise pehnu kapde? Ya tum bolo toh ye towel nikal ke yahi pehen lu? Ohh nahi ek aur idea hai, let's let's just dive into each other. Aisa mauka kabhi nahi aayega baadme."

He teased her and she ran away from there muttering curses for him while Shubman laughed looking at her flushed face. After dawning himself in a pair of tshirts and shorts he went to the living room.

She was still there. He went and sat beside her.

"So what brings you here babygirl? Chori krne aayi thi kya?"

"Shut up mai aur chori? Mai toh bas aa gayi kyunki door khula tha mujhe laga koi aa toh nahi gaya."

"Ohhh toh kisika bhi darwaaza khula hoga and tum aa jaogi. Nice. What other hobbies do you have mam instead of exploring other people's houses?"

"Woh sab chodo. Why do you have so few photos with your father and sister after you grew up?"

His smile faltered as he heard her. A sad smile graced his lips and she became worried.

"They died three years back in a car crash."

"I..I am so sorry. I didn't know this."

"That's okay not many know this."

"So what are you waiting for here? Should I cook you food?"

"Tumhe aata hai?"

"Yeps, mom has taught me everything baby."

"Yeh baby and babygirl kyu bol rahe ho? I am not your girlfriend. Aaj toh bada flirt ke rahe the uss witch ke saath usko jaake bolo."

"Aree someone is burning ha?"

He said and flicked her nose getting up to make some food for them.

"Aeyy I am jealous."

"I never said you are burning, I said someone is burning."

"Kya bana rahe ho?"

"Umm maybe sandwich and pasta."

"Good. I love Pasta. Waise tum itne bure nahi ho jitna maine socha tha. So friends?"

"I thought we were better as enemies par koi nahi friends sahi."

She smiled contented, while he finely worked in the kitchen as if it was a daily work.

"You know mujhe khana banana bilkul nahi aata."

"Not a problem, you can crash anytime and I will make food. Mujhe sab ata hai even puranpoli for that instance."

"Are you for real? Thank god I won't miss home now."

He smiled, unknowingly she had called him her home. As she blabbered about her home theories he finished the cooking and kept the plates on the island kitchen.

"Itni jaldi bana bhi liya. I am impressed."

She said as she slid herself on the highchair and he bowed down.

"Things are pretty easy for me your majesty."

"This bowing down celebration looks very very good when you score a century."

"Thank you. Iconic hai hum aisi choti choti baatein krte rehte hai."

"Waise isse yaad aya, next match kab hai aur kaha hai?"

"Aree I am very glad ki match agle hafte hai and upon that London mai hai. I am so glad you know. You should come and watch it."

"Ofcourse agar tum ticket dilaoge."

"Kyu nahi ji jaroor."

She smiled, they talked various things as they finished their lunch.

"I will take your leave now. Waise bolna to nahi tha but food was delicious. Agli baar tum aloo ke paranthe banake khilana okay?"

"Yes mam."

She laughed as he again bowed infront of her and then went away while Shubman kept looking at her retreating figure.

"She is such a child at heart bas natak krti hai strong hone ka."

He said chuckling and still immersed in her thoughts started cleaning the kitchen counter.
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Yeh dono badi jaldi dost ban gaye hai, so you might know aage kya aa raha hai! 😂. Pyaar, ofcourse guys🌚.

Waise I really loved their banter but we need to move forward with the story so here we go.

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