《Mr. Mystery》Lounge
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"Let's go and sit at the bar." I said.
"Why? No, let's go and sit on a table."
"Ok. But 1st let's sit at the bar for few minutes. Please?"
"Ok." He sighed.
"Thank you." I squealed and hugged him tightly.
"One Vodka, please." I said to the bartender.
"Ridhimaa! We aren't drinking." Armaan hissed.
"Wrong. You aren't drinking."
"Armaan please and I'm drinking it because I'm with you. I don't drink with anyone. It's been a long time though. Just tonight. Please?"
"Ok. But don't over it. Only few shots. That's it."
"Ok."
"Lets dance?" I asked Armaan.
"No. I don't dance." I know he's lying.
"Ok. I'll dance then." I stood up to go and he grabbed my hand to stop me.
"Let's go and eat, Ridhimaa."
"I want to dance first."
"Then go and dance alone." He said. He's so rude, we are on a date and look at him.
"I will." Saying that I went on the dance floor and started dancing on the rock song alone. Later few boys joined me.
"Hey beautiful, my name is Mayur. What's your name?" A tall guy asked me. God! He's so handsome.
"Urvi." I replied. What's the need to give my real name to a stranger.
"Nice name. My name is Akash." Another guy commented.
"Thanks." I fake blushed, but giggled inside my head.
I turned towards the bar and found Armaan talking to some beautiful girl. Seeing him talking to that girl hurt. I looked towards the guys and started dancing. I was trying to not feel hurt, but couldn't stop it. After sometime the boys tried to come more closer. I tried to get away from them, but the have me surrounded.
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"Let me go." I said.
"What? Not so soon darling. We aren't done yet." Mayur said and yanked me to him.
"What are you saying?" I asked scared and glanced towards the bar, to see if Armaan is seeing me, so he can help me, but I got worried, when I didn't see him. Mayur started dragging me somewhere with him.
"Let go off me." I said crying.
"Aww, baby don't cry. We'll have lot's of fun." He said caressing my cheek.
"Please, let me go." Now he was dragging me on the empty roads. This man is going to do god knows what not with me and Armaan is busy with his beautiful girl, god knows where.
"I'll, once I'm done with you." He said with glint in his eyes. I felt horrified.
"Leave her!" I heard familiar and demanding voice.
I turned around to find Armaan behind us, looking pissed. I wanted to run to him and myself hide in his arms. But Mayur's grip on my hand was too hard.
"Or?" Akash asked.
"You won't like the results." Armaan said.
"What will you do to four of us, alone?" Mayur taunted.
"Try me." Armaan said and they started fighting.
When the three of them couldn't cause harm to him. Mayur pushed me and went for his friends aid. Everything was blur and unclear in the darkness. God knows how they were able to fight in this darkness. At the end all the four guys were on the ground groaning.
"Next time onwards, don't you dare trouble any girl." Armaan roared.
"Armaan." I whispered.
He glanced at me and came towards me, he held my hand & dragged me along with him.
"Where are we going?" I whispered.
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No answer.
We reached towards our and pushed me in the back sit and went to the drivers sit and started the car. After few minutes, when he didn't say anything. I said.
"I'm sorry."
No answer.
"Fine don't talk." I said and looked out of the window. I couldn't control my tears.
I woke up with someone snoring next to me. I tried to move a bit, but was trapped by something around my waist. I looked under to find a hand. I looked up and saw I'm not in my bed.
I turned around and couldn't belive whom I saw. It's impossible. How? When? Why?
I shook him, but he mubbled something and slept again.
I poked his stomach and he groaned. "Wake up."
"No. Go away." He shooed me.
"If want me to go then I'm leaving. Bye." I faked hurtful voice.
"NO!" He said and sat up. "Not fair." He whinned and I smirked.
"Now tell me how did I end up here?"
"You were slept in the car, so I carried you here?"
"Ok. But how did you know about this? I mean, I was with Armaan. How did you-"
"He called me and asked me to take you home." Zac cut in and explained.
"Oh.." I trailed off.
"All good? I mean he looked pissed and he didn't even drop you." He asked concerned.
"I don't know.." I trailed off and explained him everything that happened yesterday.
"Do you think he won't talk to me again?"
"Off course he will. Why won't he?" He said, but he looked uncertain himself.
"Hmm. I hope so." I smiled weakly.
"Yaa. Let's sleep now. It's only.. 5am.." He said and pulled me along with him to sleep.
I just hope Armaan talk to me tomorrow. What if he likes that girl? What if he doesn't like me? Why was he behaving this way? Many questions were running in my mind and I wanted their answers. Thinking about all this, I fell asleep.
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