Our Story

|| Chapter 04 ||

Abir stood rooted to his place watching her each action. All she did was , scared the shit out him , only to buy freaking balloons. Though he loved them and are very dear to his heart , particularly those heart shaped red balloons that she carried along her , at very moment his hands were itching to stab a pin in each of them equally so that he could remove all the helium from them , just how all the oxygen from his body was sucked out due to his anxious state which was because of them.

" Wow ! " He exclaimed as Mishti stood infront of him grinning widely holding the string of balloons in one hand.

" Matlab , kaise kar leti ho tum yeh ? " He flashed her a sarcastic smile making her frown at his sudden words. After all she brought those for him because from her relevant sources she got to know that he loves them and instead of being thankful for that here he was passing her sarcastic words.

" Tum mujhse really impressed ho ? " She asked crossing her arms across her stomach. He confusedly nod in positive first but sensing it to be a sarcastic question he nod negatively. He frowned for a second , thinking about the same and again nod in positive.

" Hairan ho ? " She suppressed her laugh into small chuckle looking at his confused face and then , asked. He didn't say anything nor did he nod his head , he only tilted it little with his raised eyebrows trying to decode her voice and words which only made her to bite her inner cheeks to suppress her hysteric laugh.

" Saif Ali Khan ho ? " She asked and that's when it strikes him , all this while her famous three questions were in action. He sighed and rolled his eyes at her making her narrow her eyes at him which made him slowly nod in negative with a constant frown adorned on his forehead.

" Toh phir yeh wow , wow kyu kiye jaa rahe ho ? " She raised her eyebrows and waited for him to say something.

" Tum ne mujhe gadi rokhne ko kaha , kis liye ? In balloons ke liye ! " He pointed towards the balloons accusingly , narrowing his eyes at her.

" Tum toh aise chilayi jaise , kisi ki jaan ja rahi ho. Agar tumhare iss sudden action se mujhe heart attack aa jata toh ? " He ended dramatically , placing his right hand on his chest and sighing heavily. She rolled her eyes at his drama.

" Drama Queen. " She muttered , shaking her head a little making him narrow his eyes at her as he tried to figure out did she really said him drama queen or he was just listening things.

" Ye lo. " She stretched out her left hand in which she was holding the string of balloons.

" Yeh , mujhe kyu de rahi ho ? " He asked confusedly looking between her hand that was stretched out and her face which had a small smile on it.

" Koi kuch de na toh chup chap le lena chahiye. Khas kar ke tab jab koi dost de raha ho. " She affirmed , and gestured him to accept it.

" Phir bhi ? " He blurted out making her sigh and pull her hand back.

" Tumhare liye hi layi thi. Agar nahi chahiye toh phir ---- " She pretended to leave the string free , from her hand as she slowly started unwrapping her fingers from the string.

" Rukho. " He watched her actions and literally snatched away the string of balloons from her hands making her smile a little to herself

" Thank you. " He uttered looking at the balloons , smiling.

" Koi khass wajah ? " Curiousity made her blurt out only to curse her tongue and brain later.

" Kis chiz ki ? " He frowned as he shifted his eyes from the balloons to her , down.

" Kuch nahi. " She forced a smile and waved it off making his frown grow more deep.

" Yahi khade rehkar in balloons ko niharne ka irada hai kya ? Agar hai toh mujhe thoda bahot Rajkot dikhane ke baadh , tum apna admiration session on kar sakte ho , so at the end of this day I shouldn't regret gifting you these balloons and killing my sunday sleep for them. " She teased and ended dramatically , trying to put off the topic which her use - less brain put on and turned to walk towards the car. He heavies a sigh and walked behind her as he smiled to himself.