Eshaan had taken few sips when Monica hiccupped. He turned his head to look at her and frowned on seeing a dreamy expression on her face.

Monica looked towards the door and blinked. Suddenly, her vision was getting blurred. Just one drink shouldn't have caused so much dizziness and blurry vision.

'What happened?' Eshaan asked concerned.

'Not-', - Hiccup, - 'Nothing.' Hiccup.

Eshaan eyed her as she blinked few times. She hiccup-ed again.

'Moni-?'

'Yeah.' She slurred. Eshaan was confused because with just one drink it was impossible to get so drunk. She blinked at him and smiled silly. She placed her palm on his shoulder.

'What is happening to me?' – She leaned close to his ear, - 'You were supposed to feel like this, because, because, I spiked your drink.' She said and leaned back. Eshaan looked sharply at her. She looked him and began giggling.

'Oops, I wasn't supposed to tell you that.' She said happily and then leaned against him.

Eshaan shifted and took the glass from her. Monica was startled but smiled as he walked around the bed and placed the glasses on the bedside table. He walked back to her and stood next to her.

'You will never change.' – He placed his palms on his hips and shook his head, - 'Why did you spike my drink?' He questioned. Monica blinked at him and smiled dreamily. She tried to stand up but kept stumbling. Eshaan sighed and grabbed her arm and made her stand. She swayed on spot and leaned placing her palms on his shoulder.

'Because, because I wanted to prove to Jhanvi-Jhanvi that you-you are a womanizer.' She said and fell on him. Eshaan pursed his lips tightly and held her arms. He pulled her off him and glared into her eyes. She blinked cutely at him.

'I can't believe you -- anyway, there is no use talking to you now.' – He held her hand, - 'Come.' He tugged her hand.

'No.' Monica shook her head and freed her hand from his grip.

'I have to prove-prove-' She closed her eyes and dropped on his bed. She opened her arms and took a deep breath.

'I so missed this.' She caressed the bedsheet with her arms.

Eshaan glared at her, - 'Come.' He said seriously.

'Give me your hand.' Monica extended her hand. Eshaan sighed and gave his hand. She held his hand and pulled him. He lost his balance and fell over her.

'Oww!' Both winced. Eshaan was about to move when Monica held his shoulders. He stopped moving and looked at her. Their faces were only a few inches away from each other. Monica blinked slowly at him, a small smile on her face. Eshaan also found it difficult to avert his gaze from her hazel eyes. Slowly, Monica extended her hand and held his face. She kept looking lovingly at him.

'You know,' – she ran her gaze over his face, - 'Why I wanted you to fall in Jhanvi's eyes?' She asked looking back into his eyes.

'Why?' He breathed. His gaze locked with hers. Monica smiled moving her hand. She caressed his stubble and rested her index finger on his chin. She eyed his lips briefly before looking back into his eyes.

'Because, because I want-want you to not be with her. She annoys me.' – Monica made a face, - 'Especially, when she talks about you, and when you hug her and-and when you say you love her and, and when I think about you two getting married.'

Eshaan frowned, - Marry? – Then he rolled his eyes, - Monica and her imagination. He shifted back. Monica watched him sit and blinked at his back for a while before sitting up on the bed. Eshaan sighed and looked at her. She tugged down her dress and looked back at him.

'Why?' Eshaan asked seriously. Monica shrugged.

'Dunno?' She gestured with her hands. Eshaan nodded looking away. Then, he placed his palms on his thigh.

'You are drunk,' – he twisted his body a little and looked at her, - 'That is why you are blabbering.'

Monica blinked at him and shook her head.

'No.'

Eshaan sighed and held her arm, she pulled her hand away from his grip and folded her arms. He shook his head and extended his hand, but she turned to face away from him. He sighed dropping his arms. He took a second before he got an idea. He looked at her and forced a smile.

'Hey, Monica.' He called sweetly. Slowly, she looked up at him. He faked a smile, she smiled too.

'Come, I want to show you something.' He said lovingly. Monica's eyes widened.

'Really?'

Eshaan nodded. Happily, she jumped on the spot but felt dizzy and was about to fall. Quickly, Eshaan held her hand and pulled her. She fell on him. Their gaze met, and she blinked at him. Then, she flashed a goofy smile. Eshaan bend and Monica giggled.

'What are you-' She stopped speaking as he scooped her up in his arms. She giggled and wrapped her arms loosely around his neck and looked seductively at him.

'Oh, so restless.' She winked at him. Eshaan forced a smile and turned them. Monica frowned when he carried her out of the room.

'Where are you taking me?' She asked looking cluelessly at him. He smirked and then looked at her.

'To your room.' He said.

'What?' Monica began protesting by moving her legs and arms. Eshaan groaned. Just as he was about to enter the room, Jhanvi opened the door. She was in haphazard condition and looked around bewildered.

'What happ-'

'Stupid woman.' Monica interrupted her. Jhanvi closed her mouth instantly.

Eshaan shook his head and looked helplessly at Jhanvi, - 'Sorry, she is drunk.' He said. Jhanvi nodded and stepped aside. Eshaan carried Monica into the room and dropped her on the bed. Jhanvi followed them inside. Then, Eshaan was about to walk away when Monica held his arm. He clicked his tongue in agitation. Monica held his arm firmly and looked at Jhanvi.

'Listen, you go out. I and Eshaan need some alone time.' She said seriously. Jhanvi was taken aback.

'Huh?' She looked cluelessly from Monica to Eshaan. Monica rolled her eyes.

'Are you a kid? Don't you know what adult alone time is?' Monica said, irritated. Eshaan looked sharply at her and jerked his arm from her grip. Monica glared at him. He walked towards Jhanvi and held her arm.

'Come, let her be. She is drunk.' He said seriously and tugged on her arm. Monica gasped and tried getting up but felt giddy. She held her forehead and sat back on the bed. She blinked at Eshaan and Jhanvi. They walked out, and he closed the door behind him. Not once did he glance back at her. Monica dropped on the bed and moved her hands up. She stared at the ceiling. The ceiling fan was blurred, thanks to the spiked drink. She felt a dropping feeling in the pit of her stomach. She sighed.

What was happening to her? Why is she getting so affected? Why Eshaan not giving attention to her or getting seduced is bothering her so much? Why is Jhanvi bothering her so much? Why?

With her mind working in overdrive, eventually, she fell asleep.

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Drunk Monica *hehe* But on a serious note, why is she getting so affected? Any ideas, guys? 

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