Chapter 8 Deepali

“You bastard! How dare you to date my sister you idiot!”

Furious Ron started chasing around Nikhil while Ayaan drank a bottle of coke and suppressed his laugh while Sonal and Sparsh were petrified that these two will make the house as a battlefield.

There was silence in the house as those three men were fast asleep over the couch while Sonal and Sparsh decided to have their tea while standing over the balcony.

"Look at them, all three are sleeping like babies."

Sparsh chuckled and gave a nod while looking at the trio who were fast asleep after having pizza fest together.

"Thanks a lot, Sparsh you were right. I shouldn't keep things inside me. If I wouldn't have spoken to Nikhil at that moment, I still would have thought that he would always be a playboy. Not the guy who secretly liked me for long and was scared of my brother to death."

Sparsh never knew her indirect rage over Nikhil would actually resulting in Nikhil n Sonal being a couple. She smiled a little and then Sonal engulfed her into an embrace. The warmth and the feeling of being wanted are something different. She can never imagine that she would be considered a friend even in her wildest dreams. Obviously, who would like to even have a look at that bird’s nest of frizzy Auburn hair? Not to mention, the lanky skeleton-like features of her. Her boring doe-like eyes and weird, small pig-like nose. Who would even notice her unless she is standing out from the crowd? A warm hug, a gentle touch and someone asking if she is okay… it’s something that her mother used to do all the time. Now, this is something she can never relate to.

"... right?"

Sparsh snapped out of her trance and blinked her eyes for a few moments.

"Umm… sorry I was just-"

"I know, you will be thinking how come Ayaan have such, dysfunctional friends na?"

Sparsh shook her head and was about to reply but Ayaan cut her off immediately.

"My girl is not a judgmental idiot and never dissed anyone. That's why I love her Soni."

As soon as Ayaan uttered the word love, Sparsh tilted her head towards him and couldn't help but stare right back at him. How could he play with the word 'love' so easily? Even though her rage towards him didn't faze, she maintained to smile and throw a glare towards him in the meantime.

"Aww, you both are way too cute."

Ashita never felt this nervous ever. Being a tomboy, she always has been fearless and never bothered about what people talk about. But after last night’s fiasco, she just wants to get herself buried six feet under.

"Why are you acting like a ticking time bomb? And your pacing is doing no good but making your favorite sneakers dirty."

Ashita threw a glare at her cousin Deepali. That cousin of hers ignored her and started looking around the canteen.

"Ashie yar where is everybody? It feels like it's been ages since I have seen Ayaan and others… I wish I would have never gone to Ambala due to that stupid wedding of my uncle's son. I missed A- all off you so much."

Ashita sighed and was about to scream at her cousin but Ayaan's voice stopped her.

"Deeps… what a pleasant surprise! What's up, darling?"

He right away hugged Deepali and lifted her up causing her to scream at him to let her go. At the same moment, Sparsh entered the canteen and at the sight of the two friends being too close, a sort of ache erupted through her chest making it her look towards Ayaan very difficult. She averted her gaze and tried to walk away but at the same moment, Sonal entered the canteen with Nikhil and Ron along with him. Without any word, Sonal dragged Sparsh with her while the other two boys tagged along.

"Umm… you guys carry on, I have some work with the radio studio. So catch you guys later."

By blabbering those words to Ayaan and Deepali Ashita strode away while completely avoiding the trio who were approaching Ayaan.

"Oh, mister! Enough of sticking with Deepali now."

Sonal pinched Ayaan's ears causing him to push away from Deepali. While stumbling back, his gaze fell over Sparsh. Ayaan cleared his throat and stood straight.

"Umm… Deeps… meet my girl… my girlfriend, Sparsh. And Sparsh… she is Deeps… umm… my friend and she is Ashita's cousin."

The nerdy-looking wide-eyed girl wearing a simple tee and Jean pants just like Sparsh stared back at her in a way that Sparsh felt a bit uncomfortable. Deepawali then threw a smile and extended her arm towards Sparsh.

"Hey, it's nice to meet Ayaan's girlfriend now."

With a nervous chuckle, she kept her arm in mid-air while Sparsh wanted to run away from this new person somehow. Looking at the awkwardness, Ayaan cleared his throat causing both the ladies to snap out of their trance.

“Umm… sorry hi… but I need to leave for classes, umm… nice to meet you.

Sparsh left in hurry without glancing at anyone while Ayaan felt awkward due to her behavior.

“Uhh… she is not usually outspoken. So don’t mind her.”

Deepali chuckled and ruffled his hair in a childish way and made her way to the classes while the other two boys were recording a video of him being speechless for the first time. Ayaan turned over towards them and they were laughing. Embarrassed, he ran towards them to delete the video they were making while both of them were busy laughing and yelling at Ayaan that ‘Oh so perfect Ayaan can be speechless too’.

The way he was close with that girl still irks Sparsh that she chose to leave the place and go straight to her department. When she was about to reach, she dashed into someone and that was the worst mistake. The same bully who doused her in alcohol… Natasha.

“Woah! Look who is here now. Hey Ayaan’s girlfriend...”