Jiya's pov:
I woke up feeling all blushy blushy because of the dream I'd received last night. The dream was like I was forcedly arranged marriage with Arth and I'm now at his home. He's having his afternoon nap in the room and I'm talking to his mom. Just then, a guest arrives and his mom instructs me to call him downstairs. I call him and he replies in his husky voice that he's coming. BAS. KHATAM. Uff, main aur mere delusions. I quickly got ready for school without any second thought. I climbed in my van and finally reached school. My school did not felt like a school anymore. It felt like coming to home. This home has everything that keeps you happy - friends, crushes, games and all.
Arth's pov:
Today's morning went well without any daily bickerings between me and Ansh related to Jiya. He has started blackmailing me with my butterfly's name. Whenever he wants something at his side, he just speaks 4 words. And these 4 words are enough to well up the craziness in me. These 4 words are - "Tujhe Jiya ki kasam". These 4 words make me want to tear the world apart and get my butterfly to be mine. Anyways, I got ready and left for school without waiting for Ansh. I told mom and rushed towards my cycle and left. I soon reached the school. Today has to be a really great day. I parked my cycle and quickly scurried upstairs. I wanted my butterfly. I reached the class and waited for sometime andddd, there she was. She arrived in class and put her bag on the bench. She quickly did an iconic hair flip and moved outside. Her presence was enough for me to feel cheerful and happy the whole day. After a few minutes, Ansh came in my class, huffing like a mad dog. I knew it, just did it on purpose. "Arthhhh!", He came almost shouting. Hearing him, my butterfly moved inside the class to witness our bickering. "Tujhe bola tha na, chhodke mat jaana!" He began. Okayy bro, be it roast battle. " Kyu, tu koi Chhota baccha hai Jo akela nahi aa sakta?" I replied. "Dekh Bhai, chhod is topic ko. Bhabhi paas me hi hai, mere muh se kuch alta bhalta nikal jaayega!" Saying this, he ran away. I chuckled like a kid but stopped when I heard my butterfly laugh. Her laugh almost stopped my earth. Oh, what a nice coincidence; Her laugh stopped Arth's earth 🤭.
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(A/n- All credits to KinjalGoenka for that last line 😅)
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