Chapter 3

'Good morning, little baby!
 Sorry I had to leave early yesterday. Ravi called me for help.'

I woke up to Aarav's message, yesterday I surely was disappointed at his antics but it's fine he apologized right!

I screenshot that message and send it to Sara to show how nice my fellow is. But she replies with- 'He could have told you that yesterday only, rather than disappearing from sight.'

Why is she always trying to point out at him? Sometimes people are just in a hurry and don't know what to say, maybe it was an emergency who knows?

Another message from Aarav distracts me from my thoughts.

'To make it up! I will take you out today evening.' He says with a cheeky smile emoji.

'My favourite restaurant. Bill is on you.' I tell him, to which he just sends a thumbs up and goes offline.

I need to get ready for my college. Like every other student in India, I neither was interested in engineering nor MBBS(Medicine). All I was interested in was music and making music. According to my mom, my dad loved music, we still have his huge piano decked up in his belongings room. I love playing that piano.

Music has always been my safe space, my heaven. It's where I go when am sad or mad. Funny how I listen to songs based on my mood. That explains why am listening to so many love songs these days. Each song reminds me of Aarav in different ways.

It takes not much time for me to get ready. I chose to wear jeans today after a long time. With a lot of time to spare I finish my breakfast and get on my scooty, my trusty pal to take me to college every day.

I reach the class and everyone greets me except one person who turns her head off and sticks into her phone whenever I enter- Shruthi Sen. The arrogant yet super good-looking douche bag in our class I hate the most. We had a fight in middle school I don't even remember why but apparently she is still after that.

I take out my phone and see Sara's text

' Today that bitch is here again and staring the fuck out of me.' I read the text.

Just like I have Shruthi in my class Sara's class also has this weird person who just keeps staring at her. According to Sara, she is the most annoying person ever and she thinks the whole world revolves around her.

Sam- 'But the Bitch in my class diverts her eyes away as if she is scared to even look at me. So scared she is just looking at her phone.'

Sara- ' Same here, she is typing as if there is no tomorrow.'

Sara-'Class starts in some time, I will ttyl'

Sam-' here too, bye

The class goes on pretty well. I got to learn the physics of music basically the 'Law of Acoustics'- which states how music is perceived through human ears. Yes! Music requires physics. Physics will haunt you forever.

The day wraps up and as talked about Aarav comes to pick me up for dinner once again.

"Sorry, I kinda bailed yesterday." He says as he skillfully backs the car from the parking lot, while I try my best to not drool on his veiny hands. They seriously look like strings of a violin, freaking prominent and long.

Did I just zone out?

" Yeah, yeah it's fine," I shove the unholy thoughts that followed as quickly as possible.

"Is something wrong?" He asks me.

Yes, you are too hot for my own good.

"No, no! Am fine. Just a lot of classes today." I say as I gulp my almost empty bottle of water, that I took out from my bag, to cool down maybe.

"Classes remind me! When will I get to hear the first music piece you made? Am dying to listen to it." He asks referring to the music I made a few months back. Am not ready to show it to anyone.

"It still needs a bit of tuning." I try to calm down the topic.

"You always say that." He pouts.

Fuck! He is playing with my heart today.

"Maybe another time," I say my cheeks visibly getting pink. Why the hell is his pout affecting me so much?

We soon enough get to my favourite restaurant, choose our seats and ordered our food. The food arrives and we get into our talks like always.

But between talks I don't know what happened, I started admiring his looks. He was wearing a normal black Tee as usual with blue jeans. He is wearing his favourite watch, which his mom gave him on his 15th birthday. 

Today after a long time he brushed his hair and even took time to gel it, he was talking about something, as if it's about something he loves. His eyes shine bright and his mouth keeps on moving. I really want to kiss his lips shut and before I knew it, words on their own spurted from my mouth.

"I like you"

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OMG! She said the words out loud. Like she said it to his face! What do you think will happen? let me know in the comments!
This is where the shit will go down. What do you think Saumya will do?

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