THE NEW COUPLE IN ICT AND B-TOWN; ESHANYA SINGHANIA AND YASHASVI JAISWAL

Prithvi Sinha could swear this was the nth article he came across with a headline about the two in the past month.

But how and why would Eshanya date Yashasvi Jaiswal out of all people?

Prithvi found it absurd, he didn't believe it.

Yashasvi wasn't even Eshanya's type, was he?

His gaze lingered around, the party had almost every other public figure and celebrity among the invitees.

But Eshanya seemed to be nowehere in sight.

Until he heard the familiar laughter, and he knew she was there.

His eyes searched for her silhoutte and she stood next to Tanvi and Sara Tendulkar, giggling.

As the music changed, a small hopeful smile spread on his lips and he started making his way towards her, intending to ask her to dance.

But, to his utter disappointment, he received a rude shock when someone familiar approached her before him, pulling her in for a back hug.

Eshanya squealed in surprise when Yashasvi swept her off her feet, twirling her away,

She put her hand on his shoulders, her head resting on his chest as she tightened her hold.

" Jitna tumhe giraane ka mann kar raha hai, utna hi nahi gira sakta. So, relax."

" Jaahil insaan! Tumhe pata bhi hai mai kitni darr gayi? What was the need to do this?" She hissed under her breath.

" The media somehow snuck in here in disguise. We need to put up a show, don't we?" He muttered, his hands on her waist, pulling her in and closer.

She hummed.

" Look up."

" Huh?"

" Look at me. Don't look down."

Sighing, she lifted her head up.

Yashasvi stared down at her,

He wasn't going to tell her that he saw Prithvi walk towards her.

Neither was he intending to tell her that the paparazzi wasn't the reason why he did it, Prithvi was.

Unnoticed by them, Tanvi and Sara had quietly slipped away.

Tanvi was taken away by Abhay, Sara spotted a friend and needed to call Shubman.

" Esha hey!" Eshanya watched Yashasvi stiffen as he tightened his hold on her, possessive, furious.

" Prithvi, hi! What's up?" She forced herself out of Yashasvi's hold, her cheeks heating up as she saw people glance at them.

Yashasvi, nonetheless, put his arm around her slim waist, his expression grimmer than usual.

" Am I...interrupting something?" Prithvi arched a brow, his gaze darting down to Yashasvi's arm around Eshanya's waist as he held her close, no doubt, possesive.

" I would've said yes, but that would earn me a reprimand from my girlfriend for being rude. So no, you didn't."

Prithvi didn't know how and what to react at that, with that grim expression planted on his face, it didn't seem like Yashasvi was merely playing around.

Rather, he seemed serious, and unhappy at the interruption.

So he just forced out a chuckle.
" Girlfriend?"

" Yeah. Girlfriend." He enunciated and Prithvi simply blinked in response, however, the rude shock that he'd just received hearing that, was evident as it swirled in his eyes

Trying his best to mask his emotions, he forced a smile and turned towards Eshanya.

" So you're...committed now?"

Eshanya nodded her head, and his empty hands that locked behind his back now turned into fists at the way her face lit up like a bright light, a soft, fond smile dancing on her lips, her eyes glittering with the same fondness, and an unmistakable happiness radiated through both her, and Yashasvi.

The corner of his lips slightly, involuntarily quirked up, and the mere hint of a smile on his face had Eshanya's attention for a while.

" I thought...you hated each other? I'm sorry I don't mean to offend you, but...the last time I checked you couldn't even breath the same air as the other one."

Fear, for a split second, took over Yashasvi, but it was taken over by curiosity, wondering if he'd managed to see through their act.

But his features relaxed, and he chuckled mirthly, something that Prithvi, despite being an actor himself, couldn't make out.

What a fool! Yashasvi thought to himself as he shook his head, a wider smile on his lips.

" Enemies to Lovers does sound quite angsty does it not? I guess that's what we turned out to be. We're often like that, aren't we Anya?"

She blinked at him, her expressions did not give away her surprise as she nodded her head, rolling her eyes, but a smile on her lips nonetheless.

" What about you? Didn't you find anyone yet Mr.Sinha?" Yashasvi asked him, intending to rub salt on his wounds.

" I'm uh...intending to keep myself away from relationships after my last one." He said, forcing a smile.

Eshanya couldn't help but feel bad for him, but nonetheless felt a pang of satisfaction.

Yashasvi's satisfaction, however, was at a much higher level than her's.

All that he felt for the man, was pity.

And whatever he was going through?

He deserved it.

He led Eshanya on in an attempt to get closer to Sharmin, and now that she used and threw him, he knew what it felt like.

" I hope you find someone you deserve." Yashasvi said genuinely, someone who makes you feel worser than what you made Eshanya and so many more girls go through—He wanted to add, but let it slide.

" Excuse us, I think we've got friends calling." He said as he spotted Shubman wave to him in the sea of people, his arm wrapped around Sara.

As they made their way towards the couple, Eshanya tried pulling away, but in vain.

" We need to pretend, don't we? That's what you told me before the party. Have you forgotten your endless warnings already Singhania?"

" Shut up, I've not. It's just that...I need to fix my dress."

Nodding, Yashasvi pulled away.

The tension lingered about for a long time,

And the two did not spare each other glances unless required.

And much to their sheer horrors, no matter how bad they wished to forgot this night,

It going to be awkwardly unforgettable for the two,

Something that they weren't forgetting for a good while.