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Hey lovelies. I wont talk much now.... so....Here's the next chap.

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Chapter 10 - * Aww Stan! I love you...Damn! This was what I was scared of *

[I'm trying to make it a little not usual and so here is Eva's POV for you].

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Eva's POV.

I was really worried when Mac started striking John. I stood there stunned, unable to react, as I was in a totally bewildered state. As soon as Scar came out of the balcony, I understood that this was one one of her purposefully created conflict. I was now feeing sympathy for John's misfortune. It was always me who used to suffer Scar's vengeful wrath, but I won't complain. I annoy Scar off the limits and I enjoy it too much to complain about her revenge pranks.

Whatever, Scar's nasty revenges sure were humiliating. I've always had Kenny on my side and hence mostly I was safe. Scar always forgets her anger on me when Kenny enters the scene.

As for Kenny, he surely doesn't own a sweet talking mouth, at least not for Scar. He always demeans Scar for her dressing, talking, walking, almost everything but Scar just ignores his comments. I'm sure if I were in her place, I would cry or at least slap the shit out of Kenny. I guess that's the difference between Scar and I, obviously ignoring the fact that she's a total tomboy.

When Scar was playing her hoax of words with Mac, I moved towards John to ask and check if he was hurt due to Mac's little physical confrontation. I dunno what's with men loving these freaking fights. I only like seeing combat and fights in the movies, but never in real life. Its damn creepy to see bruises and blood. Urgh!!

Okay! Now, back to the present situation, Mac was glaring at me, the type of glare which could get me buried ten feet under the ground. I didn't react much and moved a little away from John, obviously taking the cue Mac was giving me. He had already once mentioned his suspect of something going between John and I. He's been out only for a month and God knows what other assumptions he has come up with. Now I have to deal with Mac and his crazy suspecting attitude.

Mac started his usual banter with Scar while John left to get dressed. I slumped onto the couch watching Mac's and Scar's little reunion chatter. I could call them the sweet siblings more than I could call myself and Mac. He sees Scar as his own sister and sometimes I do feel a little jelly when he prefers her, hence the special treatment.

Whatever it is, I know Mac loves me a lot and our days cannot pass without our mini fights. We became close, more like best friends, only when we were in high school. Earlier, it was only the blame game between us and Mom used to be thoroughly annoyed by our arguments. It was only later that we had our stipulations sorted.

Once, in high school, Mac revealed his little secret to me and guess what...He accepted that he had a crush on....Guess who?....It was the one and only Scarlett Brown!!! At first, I didn't believe him but later, it set in. Him having a crush on Scar was not totally unbelievable but him accepting it to me was a total shock! From then on, both of us share our joy and sorrow together or at least we let the other know what was going on in our lives.

I got out of my reverie once John came into the living room. He was wearing a red T-shirt which was hugging his torso, giving perfect details of his well pumped muscles beneath it. His hair looked hand groomed, but on the whole he looked hot. I could sense his gaze searching the room for a particular someone, and obviously that someone was Mac. Only then did I notice that Mac had left to his room, to freshen up perhaps.

John sighed when he found no signs of him and a smile tugged on my lips on seeing the outlandish expression on John's face.

He pulled Scar by her forearm and rushed through the main door. He informed me of their returns, and then the room was filled with silence. Then came Mac out of his room having a towel over his shoulders. He was drying his hair with the towel when he started a small talk with me. I was not much interested so I replied to his questions vaguely.

Initially he was asking only about studies and college. Then he kept asking about John, why he is staying with us, and when was Stacy returning and all such crap. I was really getting annoyed and to avoid his never ending banter, I slumped back on the sofa. I groaned feebly when he continued talking.

He sat on the sofa near my feet and wore his sneakers. He called Stan and was busy talking with him. As I had nothing else to do, I had myself eavesdropping on their little banter. At first they were talking about Vegas and party and what not. I got bored again. That was when I heard my name, I eyed Mac.

"Yeah, I am fine. Let me tell you, actually, I returned this morning. I am at home right now. Couldn't call you earlier as I was stuck up in Eva's little commotion." He said, making teasing faces at me, and for some reason I was whining with irritation.

After cutting the call, Mac just ruffled my hair making a small, oh wait scratch that, a very small apology with a sorry face. I wasn't expecting it, but that actually decreased my irritation a tad bit. I couldn't quite figure why Mac was apologizing. Was it for annoying me or was it because he couldn't accept John? I dunno.

I sighed in response. He got up, went to his room and returned back only to inform me that he was now going to meet Stan in his restaurant. He exited the house saying sorry again and that he really missed me the past three and a half weeks. That sure did bring a smile on my face and cheered me a little. I missed him too. I was now left alone on the edge of the couch staring at nothingness.

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Stan's POV.

I was on my way to our restaurant and Al was joining later, with all the decor goods and stuff. Mac called again and informed me that he was bringing Scar to the restaurant as well. It's been a while that I met her. Since the day Scar shifted to Eva's, she and I have almost stopped hanging out. Now that Mac returned, she would be back to her place.

I guess I started feeling a little lonely. I would now be able to disturb Scar well, not to forget, teaming up with her brother, Ash. It has always been exciting to spend time with him and I feel he's my little bro. I was grateful to have him though, as I don't really have any siblings. I always found Scar and Ash's sugarcoated sarcastic fights amusing and I was really looking forward to spending time with them.

I thought to get some black coffee for Scar as it being her favorite and what else could be more preferable than Starbucks? So, I stopped the car across the nearest one. I went in and stood in the line to buy a black coffee and some flavoured shakes for the rest of us. I got the bill and stood at the counter to get my order.

I waited for some time looking at the images on my phone, the ones taken in college, and other hangouts. The selfies that I took with Scar sure brought a smile to my face.

Finally, after what seemed like forever, I got my order and I was heading outside towards my car, only get hit by a guy. The white liquid that he had in his hand, which I guess was an ice cream shake, was now all over my tee. The ice cold liquid soaked my tee and sunk in, and that was enough to make me feel disgusted.

If it had been any other day, I would have got into a fight with that guy, but since I was in a good mood today, I decided against it. Also, the guy seemed to be a little frustrated over something, and hence, I decided to buy his lost drink for him.

But I did not expect him to start an argument. It was his mistake that we dashed and that guy, instead of apologizing, began to yell at me.

"Why do all the clumsiest jerks always have to run into me?!!!" The guy yelled throwing the now almost empty cup into the bin.

I would have let it go if it were my mistake that we dashed, but no. The mistake was his and still, he had the guts to blame it on me and even call me clumsy and jerk. That sure got into my nerves. I just threw a bill on his face and told him to buy a new one himself.

He didn't shut up and continued his cavil. "I have enough dignity to not take money from cheap people like you!"

Now he was calling me cheap, that dog! I was really furious and on impulse, took one of the milk shakes I had and poured the contents all over his head. By the scent I could say that the milkshake I spilt was strawberry. It messed his well done gelled hair and I sure did not regret doing it.

All the eyes were now fixed on us, and it was kind of awkward. He stood still, huffing and cussing profanities under his breath, and guess what, that just got me smirking. I did not want a ruckus rising, so, I took whatever was left of my order and strolled through the door.

I opened the car trunk to take the extra pair of clothes that I always kept. I used some water and wiped sticky feeling of my chest with the dirty T-shirt and wore the clean one. Not wasting a minute, I drove straight to the restaurant.

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I went inside our restaurant with the Starbucks take away and placed it on a booth. I saw Mom was with Scar, probably gossiping about some new hot news. She sure loves Scar so much that she considered her as her own daughter. But hey, it's Scar that we're talking about. It would actually be another son and not a daughter.

Mac was just talking with the manager and by the looks of it, I could surely tell that he was bored. I went to him and the look of relief that filled his face on seeing me brought a smug smile on my face. The manager left once I came and Mac soon started his nonstop banter about the trip, hangouts, times square and all the other experiences that he had in the States.

If it were any other time, I would have been interested in his talk. But now, after that fight, the state of my mood was precarious.

Bored because of his talk, I looked at Scar still conversing with mom. She saw me looking at her and it took only a glimpse for her to understand that I was in a sour mood. She enquired about it with gestures, but I just waved her off.

I should thank God, Mac got a call and so he went outside to answer it, leaving me alone on one of the customers' tables that we had occupied. I looked at Scar to see her typing something on her mobile and simultaneously talking to mom.

It was not more that a minute of looking around when I got a text message. I decided to check my phone as I had nothing else to do.

Scar: "You know, somebody actually complimented me on my driving today. They left a little note on the windscreen which said 'Parking Fine'. So that was nice."

I looked at her and that automatically dominated me to smile. She returned her sweet smile and I texted her back.

Stan:"I got in a fight on the way here, and thus this mood."

Scar:"Just remember...if the world didn't suck, we'd all fall off."

Stan: "You always know what to say :)"

Scar: ".............."

Stan: "Are you a camera? Because every time I look at you, I smile."

Scar: "Has anyone ever told you that your eyes are clear like the ocean? Because I can see straight into your soul."

Whatever she did to cheer me up actually worked. I was now vivacious, the tension long forgotten. I moved my eyes off my phone to look at her, only to find her missing. Mom was now along with the chef, having a talk with some customer. I guess they didn't like the food or is it that they liked it. I hope its the latter.

I turned to look around but I couldn't find Scar. I felt someone standing behind me and it was obvious that it was her. I could see her stretch an arm over my shoulder knocking the table.

"Knock knock." She said. I decided to play along with her childishness.

"Who's there?"

"It's Tank."

"Tank who?" I replied. [For those who don't understand, this is a pronunciation trick: Tank who = Thank you]

"You're very welcome." She smiled sitting on chair next to me. Even if I fought hard, I couldn't stop myself from smiling. This was my best friend. Though I proved it or not, she always did.

"I thought happiness started with an H. Why does mine start with U?" I grinned.

She chuckled then continued. "Your smile lit up the room, so I just had to come over."

I stared at her for a while and then we both bursted out laughing. I felt the awkward silence when I turned to see all eyes on us. We apologized randomly and people again became busy in their talk. I let out a sigh.

I saw Scar holding her fist against her mouth chuckling low. I went towards the booth to take the coffee and shakes I had bought. Mom eyed me, indicating me not to have outside eats inside the restaurant. I pulled Scar by her wrist outside, having the beverages in the other hand. When we were out, she began to laugh hard. In mere seconds, I too joined. All the passers by were eyeing us but that didn't matter, I loved and enjoyed laughing with her.

"Life without you would be like a broken pencil.....pointless." I winked.

"The same implies for me." She smiled smugly.

I handed her, her favourite coffee that made her lips curl up into a wide grin. She was holding the cup in both her hands.

"For me? Aww Stan, I love you." She pouted. She looked so cute.

"Drink! Before I change my mind." I smirked. She kissed my cheek then started drinking.

Wait! She kissed me!!!

Whatever, I liked her warm lips on my cheeks. I'm already missing it! Woah! What am I even thinking.

"Mmm! Nothing could make your day like a coffee from Starbucks." She licked her lower lip. I frowned. She looked at me confused.

"Your wrong! You made my day." I kissed her cheek. She grinned and continued to drink from her cup.

This time I kissed her. Are we kissing a lot lately or is it just that I'm noticing it a lot now. I don't know but I don't like where my thoughts were taking me. She would think of me as a creep if she came to know of what was going on in my mind. Gosh! I need to stop. I shuddered my thoughts and started to drink of my strawberry milkshake.

I could now see Mac approaching us. God how long was he on the phone! Whatsoever, its my luck that he wasn't anywhere near us to witness our weird actions. Thank God! If he would have seen us sharing kisses, his thoughts would have totally taken it to a next level.

Mac was in a hurry to leave. He asked Scar whether she was going along with him. She looked at me as if pleading something and so I suggested to drop her. It was not only because Scar wanted to stay that I denied Mac, but also because I wanted her to stay. This past one month, I have been unable to hangout with her and I missed my bestie a lot. I don't care what you think of me, but I really missed her.

I handed the rest two milkshakes to Mac, for Eva and him. He was about to leave but turned to look at me with what I understood as a smirk.

"I know you were not yourself today and I wanna know the whole story behind it, but later. I guess Scar has it already sorted out." He winked when Scar wasn't seeing, waved and then left. I could visualize Mac having an evil laugh.

Damn! This was what I was scared of.

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So guys how do you like this chap?

Did you like Eva's POV? Would you like to have more of it in the upcoming chapters?

And now for the most important question....

Which couple do you like more?
The 'Saylor'(Scar+Taylor) couple or the 'Star' (Stan+Scar) couple.

Do you have any other name suggestions for these ships. If you do, then please care to leave a comment.

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