HIGH //Abhishek Sharma Fanfiction//

4. Spoiled brat.

ABHISHEK

Zaisha went flying up with the lat bar.

"You fine?" Manjot asked her, before I could open my mouth to ask the same question.

"Yeah." She said, standing on her feet.

"Oh, by the way, happy birthday!" Manjot wished.

"Thank you." She smiled at him.

"Happy birthday!" Mayank, Shubman and Kamlesh said in unison.

"Thank you guys." She chuckled.

"Happy birthday, Zaisha." I smiled.

"Thank you." She said, blushing.

I like the effect I have on her.

"You know them?" The gym instructor asked her.

"I met them last night." She told him.

"Then you might know that she has a huge crush on you, yeah?" The instructor asked me.

I smiled, but before I could say anything, Zaisha spoke.

"Can you stop embarrassing me? God!" She said, hiding her face in her hands, and walking away.

"Leg press machine." The gym instructor called out.

"Okay." She shouted.

"I'm Neelesh, but you can call me Neel." The gym instructor said, shaking our hands.

We greeted him and he led us to the machines.

"If you guys need anything, just let me know." He said, leaving us, and walking to where Zaisha was standing.

The boys and I did some warm up, looking at Zaisha.

She was trying so hard to push the weight up, but failed.

"Ughhhhh!" She shouted, trying to push the weight up again.

"Aishi, mai bol rahi hu, itna pressure mat daal, potty nikal jayega." A girl, on the treadmill said. She was there at the party last night too.

We couldn't help but laugh at her comment.

"Ughhhh!" Zaisha tried again.

"I can't feel my legs." She said, causing us to chuckle.

"That's what people say after a leg day, but I've no idea why you're saying it." Neel said, facepalming himself.

"Go back to the dumbbells." Neel told her.

She got up quickly, running towards the dumbbells.

"2kgs, I'm coming!"

"5kgs minimum, Aishi." Neel told her.

"Fine." She rolled her eyes at him.

"She's really cute." Manjot said quietly, stretching his arms.