SHIVAAY'S POV

*The club isn't the best place to find a lover
So the bar is where I go
Me and my friends at the table doing shots
Drinking fast and then we talk slow
Come over and start up a conversation with just me
And trust me I'll give it a chance now
Take my hand, stop, put Van the Man on the jukebox
And then we start to dance, and now I'm singing like

Girl, you know I want your love
Your love was handmade for somebody like me
Come on now, follow my lead
I may be crazy, don't mind me
Say, boy, let's not talk too much
Grab on my waist and put that body on me
Come on now, follow my lead
Come, come on now, follow my lead*

I opened my eyes and felt like someone is banging hammers on my head.

I felt that my head will blast now.

Oh God! This hangover. It s*cks.

I clutched my head with both of my hands to relieve my headache but nothing worked.

*I'm in love with the shape of you
We push and pull like a magnet do
Although my heart is falling too
I'm in love with your body
And last night you were in my room
And now my bedsheets smell like you
Every day discovering something brand new
I'm in love with your..... *

I looked at my phone and it was buzzing my favorite song which I think suits my personality. I looked at the caller ID. It was Om.

Who the hell calls someone at 5 in the morning that too on the day of holiday?

I disconnected the call because I am not in the right state of my mind due to this stupid hangover.

Then I looked at my surroundings and realised that I'm in my room. How did I reach here? I remember I was last time in the club. A girl was literally clinging on me. I shooed her away then....

Oh right! I remember now, Om dropped me to the building. Then I.... Anika....

I facepalmed myself as I remembered all the happenings of the night. She must be very pissed with me.

Anyways, Let me Introduce myself, I am the great SHIVAAY SINGH OBEROI. But I don't know why I'm getting a feeling that Nutsy has already introduced me to you all.

Right?

Well, I know she might have given a very nice and sober introduction of me. *sarcasm to be noted.*

I rolled my eyes on my sarcasm because I know Nutsy very well.

She is a total nerd but at the same time she is very kind-hearted. She has only one friend, no actually two- One is Gauri, my best friend Omakara's girlfriend and second is that M*r*n Daksh. I don't why she befriended him. I mean look at me, I am much better than him and plus i am her neighbor also but she runs away from me like I have some dangerous disease which spreads through touch.

She is different from the other girls. All the girls throw themselves on me, why not, actually I am the hottest guy in the town. But Nutsy never gets affected by my presence. I think that if some day she tried to woo me then I am sure that she will burn herself alive.

Hahahahaha..

I know that's silly but that's Nutsy.

I felt some throbbing pain in my head and I realised that I'm suffering from hangover.

Oh Sh*t!

Now what?

Nutsy.

I immediately freshened up and went towards her flat and knocked the door.

After few minutes, she opened the door while yawning.

She looked at me and rolled her eyes as if she knew that I'll come to her house.

I shrugged my shoulders.

"Hey Nutsy! Good morning." I said cheerfully.

"What? " She asked me non-interestingly.

"Huh?", I asked her totally confused.

" What do you want?", She asked me.

"Umm... Actually I'm suffering from hango....I mean headache... Can you please give me a glass of lemonade?", Shivaay said while smiling sheepishly.

" Am I your cook, your maid or your nanny?" Anika asked.

I shook my head in no with a confused face. I really don't know why is she asking me that.

"Why? ", I asked her.

" Why should I make lemonade for you? ", Anika asked me while narrowing her eyes.

Oh God! This girl. I know she will make lemonade for me but she has to refuse me at first to maintain her attitude. Uff! This girl.

" Please Anika, I really have a bad headache. " I pleaded her.

Her eyes softened a little.

"Is it paining very much?", She asked me.

I nodded my head innocently with a pout.

"THEN GO AND DRINK MORE DRUMS OF ALCOHOL. ", she yelled at me and closed the door on my face with a thud.

A shooting pain ran through my body and I realised that she banged the door on my nose. I caressed my nose with my hand.

Nutsy can be heartless sometimes.

I went back to my flat and sat on the couch while caressing my nose and head.

After few minutes, I heard the doorbell ring.

Who the hell is this?

I opened the door and found no one. Who the hell did this stupidity?

I looked around and found a glass of lemonade kept on the side table in the corridor of my flat.

I took the glass and a note was also attached to it.

It read, " I am not heartless. "

A small smile covered my lips.

Nutsy will always be nutsy.

I gulped the lemonade and after few minutes, I felt relieved. Nutsy has magic in her hands.

Well, for your information, I very well know how to cook and lemonade is just a piece of cake for me but I like to have this lemonade made by nutsy.

I like to irritate her. She is like a coconut. She cares for everyone but doesn't show.

That's my nutsy.... What.... No... Not mine.. That's nutsy.

I locked the main door and sat on the couch while watching TV.

Suddenly my phone started ringing.

*I'm in love with the shape of you
We push and pull like a magne.....*

I answered the phone. It was my best friend, Om.

"Hello", I answered.

"Hey buddy. How are you and your hangover?", Omkara said.

" I'm good. All credits to Anika.", I said.

"Great. Actually I and Gauri have decided that we should go to a local fair in the town. It will be fun.", Omkara provided me with a new piece of information.

" Are you asking for my permission that you should take Gauri with you or not. Dude, I'm not your or her dad. Go have fun. " I said casually.

"No. I'm not asking for your permission. I called you to inform that you and Anika are joining us. It will be a friend's day out.", Om told me.

Really. I know very well that after taking us to that stupid fair, they will disappear from there and I had to spend my time with that nutsy. They always do this. Mad lovers.

" Shivaay are you there? " Om broke my chain of thoughts.

"Umm.. Ya... But I'm not sure about Anika. I mean I'm not going to tell this to her. She'll pounce on me like a tigress.", I told Om and he chuckled.

" Don't worry about that. Gauri is talking to her. You just have to come there with her. Okay?" Om said.

"Ya Okay. I'll do that. ", I answered him.

" Bye Shivaay. See you. "

"Bye Om." I disconnected the call.

Uff! Its going to be A long day. Let's hope that there will be no mess today because when me and Nutsy are together, problems come to us without invite.

Let's see what will happen today.

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Here you go with the second chapter and Shivaay's POV. ☺☺

I thought that if I've given Anika's POV then Shivaay might feel bad if I'll not give his POV. So here it is. 😁😁

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