Karishma: What the hell do you think you were doing there with Darshan?

Jaimi: Excuse me?

Karishma: I asked you a question!

Jaimi: And, I'm not obliged to answer you!

Jaimi tries to keep her calm, so she walks towards the door to just leave. Karishma catches her arm and pulls her back with coercion.

Jaimi: What is wrong with you?

Karishma: Who are you?

Jaimi: Nothing that should concern you, miss.

Karishma: Tum Darshan ke saath andar kya kar rahi thi?

Jaimi: Why do you care?

Karishma: Because he's mine!

Jaimi: What's your name?

Karishma: Karishma!

Jaimi: I don't think so. Woh aise insaan ke paas wapas kyu jaaega who sleeps around with his acquaintance behind his back.

Karishma: How dare you?

Her voice booming through the room. Jaimi grips Karishma's hand that is gripping her arm and throws it to her side.

Jaimi: Don't you dare raise your voice at me because I can raise mine too!

Karishma: Karo! Mujhe bhi dekhna hain ki tum kya karogi.

Jaimi: Mein cops ko call karungi kyu ki abhi tum jo kar rahi ho usse harassment kehte hain in legal terms so mera raasta chodo warna hum dono ka raasta police station jaaega!

Jaimi moves away from Karishma. She is fuming with anger. Her nostrils are flaring as she stomps out of the room in search of her target, Darshan. He is standing outside of the door listening to their conversation. He runs towards the other locker room with Jaimi behind him.

Jaimi: Darshan Godamn Raval, idhar aao!

Darshan: Tum pakad ke dikhao!

Jaimi: Mein heels mein nahi bhaag sakhti!

Darshan: Mein haath mein nahi aane wala! Mera aaj pitne ka koi irada nahi hain.

He quickly runs into the room and slams it shut on Jaimi's face, who fists her hands in anger and stomps back towards the gym area. She looks outside the floor-to-ceiling window and smiles remembering how she acted like a little child chasing around.

Darshan comes out of the locker room in a t-shirt and shorts. He takes inaudible steps towards Jaimi. He stands behind her. Karishma comes out of the other locker room and follows him. He brings his mouth closer to Jaimi's ear and inhales her vanilla scent which is enough to intoxicate him. He says, "boo" in her ear.

She jumps in her place and turns around. She sees him laughing at her, who has placed a hand on her chest to calm her beating heart. He laughs and she pouts. She balls her hand in fists and starts hitting his chest. He takes hold of her arms just above the elbow and pulls her against his chest.

Darshan: Gunde piche pade toh daudna warna aise punch toh chote bacche ko bhi nahi lagenge.

She slaps his chest with a little force and he fakes wincing in pain. She bites her lower lip to suppress her smile. They break away as someone clears their throat. Darshan turns to face the person with a smirk on his face while Jaimi rolls her eyes. 

Karishma: Darshan, can I talk to you?

Darshan raises his brow. 

Karishma: In-private! 

Jaimi starts to move away from Darshan, but he grips her arm and pulls her back. He puts her in front of him. Her back touching his front. An electric current runs through their body in form of tingles. 

Darshan: Yahi baat kar sakhte hain par mere paas tumhare saath baat karne ke liye kuch nahi hain!

Karishma: Mere paas hain! 

Darshan: What?

He clearly sounds uninterested in his tone. 

Karishma: Tum aisi low-class ladki ko kaise date kar sakhte ho? Who is she? A secretary? Like, seriously?

Jaimi fists her hands and grits her teeth as she looks at Karishma with lethal looks. 

Darshan: Don't you dare speak about her like this! Low-class kaun hain woh toh sab ko pata hain! It would be better if you leave now because I'm in no damn mood to talk to you!

Karishma: Darshan?

Darshan: Please, leave or we'll leave! I can't stand your mere presence around me. 

Karishma: Time will show!

She turns around and starts towards the stairs. She flips her hair on her way out. Om enters a few minutes later to see Jaimi and Darshan standing in the same position. Jaimi quickly jumps away from Darshan, leaving him baffled. 

Om: Aaj ka routine shuru kare?

Darshan: Haan. 

Jaimi takes a seat on one of the fitness benches in the room. She crosses her leg with etiquette and starts reading a book on her phone. After about 45 minutes, she finishes the book and stares out of the glass at the city. She starts tapping her feet on the floor and bites her lower lip out of boredom. Hardik enters around the same time and is talking to Om. 

Darshan's eyes fall on her after a minute. The first thing he notices is that she is biting her lower lip. Then, he scans her full body and sees how she has crossed her legs elegantly, in a lady-like manner. She looks cute in his opinion as she looks confused about what she's supposed to do. 

Darshan: Darshan, kahi aur dekh! Yeh ladki aise baithi hain toh kahi aur nazar thehregi hi nahi. What the hell are you thinking? Woh confuse hoti hain tab cute lagti hain. Yeh humesha aisi kyu nahi reh sakhti? Humare jhagde bhi kam hoge aur saari problems bhi solve ho jaaegi. Tujhe kyu problem solve karni hain? Tu sirf uska sach jaanana chahta hain. Bas!

He looks at her for a minute observing her and collecting his thoughts. Om and Hardik are now looking at Darshan, who has been staring at Jaimi for quite some time and she's oblivious of it.  

Darshan: Jaimi, waha baithne ke alawa kuch karo! Aise bahot weird hain.

Jaimi: Mein gym mein kya kar sakhti hoon?

Darshan: Jo koi normal insaan karta hain gym mein. For example, treadmill pe bhaago!

Jaimi: Mein teen inch ki stiletto heels aur bodycon dress mein treadmill pe bhaagu?

Darshan looks at her with a questioning look.

Jaimi: Maybe, sometimes apna dimaag bhi use kar lo. Oh wait, sorry! Jo cheez hain hi nahi woh kaise use kar sakhte ho?

His nostrils flare and his eyes narrow as she puts on a fake sweet smile. She looks at his scowling expression and pouts. Om and Hardik chuckle. 

Jaimi: Ok, fine! That was mean par tum mujhe yaha kyu leke aae ho? I'm bored out of my mind!

Darshan: I can see that! Issi liye mujhe yaha roast kar rahi ho?

Jaimi: Yeah! You are a nice source of entertainment. 

Darshan rolls his eyes and looks at her. He tries to keep his angry expression on but melts seeing her pout. He shakes his head after a few minutes and looks at her patiently. 

Jaimi: Raval, I'm bored! 

Darshan: I know, Patel!

They both stare at each other in silence. 

Darshan: Ek ghante ke liye kuch karo phir chalte hain. Thik hain?

Jaimi nods slightly.  She grabs her phone from her purse as it rings. She excuses herself and returns after a few minutes. She grabs her iPad and stylus pen. She starts working on something. Darshan shakes his head and goes back to working out. 

He trains for another two hours seeing Jaimi busy with something. She doesn't even bother to move or look at the three other bodies in the room. Darshan goes to the locker room and showers. He changes into a new outfit. He takes out her mask from the pocket of his previous pants and holds it as he packs up his stuff. 

He goes back to the gym to see Jaimi talking to Hardik while working. He stands beside her and holds the back of the bench. He glances down at her iPad and sees her drawing something. 

Darshan: Jaimi, chale?

She nods and quickly packs up her stuff while he chats with Hardik. He helps her up and hands her the mask. She wears it and they make their way down. They are bombarded by paparazzi. Jaimi freezes in her track and her mind becomes completely blank. The paparazzi start throwing questions his way about her. 

Paparazzi: Yeh ladki tumhare saath kaun hain? Darshan, yeh tumhari girlfriend hain? Tum dono date kar rahe ho? Is she pregnant? Iski wajah se tumne aur Karishma Sharma ka break up hua?

She grabs his arm in a panic and hides behind him. 

Darshan: Aap sab please thoda piche jaiye. She's scared! 

Paparazzi: Yeh aapki girlfriend hain?

Darshan: Yeh meri girlfriend nahi hain! She works with me. 

He takes hold of her hand and quickly leads her to his car. He helps her in and locks her side of the door. He jogs to his side and throws the bag on the backseat before slipping into his seat. He pulls out of the parking lot in a rush and drives away as quickly as possible. He pulls to the side of the road and turns to Jaimi. 

Darshan: Jaimi?

Her gaze is trained in front of her. He shakes her and she looks at him. She embraces him in a tight hug. He can hear her raspy breathing. He rubs soothing circles on her back. He pulls back and removes her mask to help her with the breathing. She is sweating and her breathing isn't normal at all. 

Darshan: Jay? Little Warrior, look at me! Kuch nahi hua!

He cups her face and has her face him. She looks at him for a second before her vision becomes blurry. She faints.  

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