BLAZE: Of Passion And Allure

21. FAVORITE

Prisha's POV

“ Yes.. ” Aadi shouted over my shoulder and my feet stopped, I looked at him before looking back to see his face brightened.

Did these two have something conversation behind my back? Nah, what am I even thinking, what could they possibly talk other than my baby's ramblings.

“ Don't shout bacha. ” I told him as I patted his back and made our way inside. Reaching our room, I deposited him on the bed before helping him out of his shoes.

For all the spirit he has had all day, he was being too lazy to even move. I had to change his clothes while he laid on the bed, and by the time I was done, my baby was fast asleep.

One thing I've learned as a mother, you never know when they can sleep or wake. At least my baby is a sound sleeper, there have been only a few times when he managed to wreck my sleep schedule.

I changed my own clothes, going with a t-shirt and loose pants as I picked my laptop and settled on the bed.

Lifting him from the edge I placed him on the middle and deposited pillows on one side while I took the other.

I was only ten minutes in when my eyes started drooping. I had to close the laptop and keep it on the table before I checked on maa and baba. They were wrapping up at the temple and when I told them I could stay, both of them had thrown daggers at me with their gaze.

Baba decided to drop me and Aadi home before going back to get maa and Poorvi and before I even had the chance to reject the proposal, Kartik had made his suggestion.

He was passing by when he heard it and knowing baba I knew he'd never let me go alone, I agreed to his suggestion.

I just hadn't expected how congested that car would feel. And that wasn't even because it was actually congested. It was a Mercedes for God's sake.

I couldn't even explain the lack of air inside when he sat beside me. Far enough but still too close. Much closer than anyone had ever been in these past three years.

As if just seeing him wasn't enough, I had to be near him too. And when he spoke, I had to pinch myself to gather my resolve. His voice was so, I don't know how to explain it but it should be illegal to have such a deep voice.

If I met him during college, he would've been the guy I had a crush on for sure.

But that fact is I'm not.

I'm not the nineteen year old who's allowed to have crushes, I'm not even the twenty year old who can get butterflies from men who look at her. And I'm not the twenty one year old who can go on dates with the person she likes or dream of a future with.

I'm a twenty seven year old who has more responsibilities than of her own.

I hadn't even realised what I was doing until the page loaded.
I had searched for his ID, I'm actually behaving like a teenager with her first crush by looking for his profile.

It wasn't hard to find though. I only typed his name and the first account I came across was his.

My eyebrows rose at the number of followers he had, 7.8 million is a lot for someone who doesn't even make a living from it. He isn't even a public figure, why the hell is his account public rather than private?

There are barely any posts though, 47 in total and I don't see anything worthy of this many followers. Are people really so superficial these days? They see a pretty face and they just follow it rather than going for some actual valuable content? The sheer misuse of social media these days is completely unacceptable.