Aadhya's POV
Hmm… next morning. I woke up late—8 am. Done. It's Sunday. Full masti mode on. First bath. Brushed teeth—shining, hmm diamonds. Then straight to my cupboard.
So many clothes… but most were for washing. Wow, great timing. I just stood there staring like something magical would appear. Then my eyes fell on a denim skirt. Long ago I bought it but never wore it. Practically new. Nice. I took it out along with a white tank top.
I looked at myself in the mirror.
Okay… this is actually cute.
But… different. More girly than my usual. The skirt was a little short, exposing my pale thighs. Hmm… but skirts are like that only. Not a big deal. I left my hair open. Done. Perfect.
Suddenly the maid came in. "Miss Aadhya… someone is looking for you at the front door. They said they are your classmates… and they don't like to wait."
Hmm… instantly Vivaan's face flashed in my mind. Of course.
I nodded and went downstairs.
And—
REYANSH'S group.
Ughhh. Of course. Drama never leaves me alone. That witch Riya… and Naman too. He smiled and waved at me. I waved back slightly.
"Hey, are you going out like that?" Reyansh snapped, eyeing me, brows furrowed.
What? I looked at myself. What's wrong?
"What you're wearing is too short. Go change it," he ordered.
Excuse me??
Like it mattered. Of course not. This outfit is perfect. I ignored him and walked out.
The moment I stepped outside—
"Woooooo!" Neel whistled.
Others looked too.
"Sexy," Avi said with that stupid grin.
"So beautiful legs," Bhavik added.
Krish just looked normal. Thank god.
Vivaan… raised an eyebrow. Like—what the hell are you wearing.
Now I was starting to feel embarrassed. All of them staring at my legs like they've never seen legs before. Idiots.
"What are you doing here?" I asked awkwardly.
"We're going to buy supplies for the room. You said you'd help," Krish said.
Oh right.
Then why are these monkeys here? I looked at Avi.
"But why are they here?"
"We wanted to come along," Neel said excited.
Childish version 2.
I glanced at Vivaan. His eyes met mine. He looked… furious. Why??
"Okay… I'll just go change—" I started turning.
"No, you're fine like that. Let's go," Avi said, dragging me and literally pushing me into the car.
Wow. Kidnapping in broad daylight. Nice.
It was Krish's car.
MG Majestor.
Obviously. Rich guy vibes.
"Wait—I didn't say bye—" I protested.
Ignored. Of course.
Vivaan sat on my left. Avi on my right. Neel in the passenger seat. Bhavik at the back. Krish driving.
And Vivaan's expression… scary.
I started fidgeting with my clothes. Suddenly I felt too exposed. Skirt short. Tank top a bit low. Arms, waist… everything visible.
Why didn't I think before wearing this… stupid me.
We reached the mall. Three monkeys ran inside like they've never seen a mall before. Krish stayed with me. Vivaan was somewhere behind.
"We're heading to department store," Vivaan announced.
Krish wandered off. Great. Now I'm stuck with him.
We started walking. I thought we were going to kitchen section but suddenly—
He grabbed my arm.
And pulled me into a women's clothing store.
"What the—why are we here?"
"I'm buying you some clothes," he snapped.
Excuse me??
"No, I don't need it. I have plenty. And I don't have money," I said.
"Then why the hell did you dress like that?" he snapped loudly.
People started looking.
Embarrassing. He was causing a scene.
"It was comfortable so I wore it," I argued.
"You wore that in front of Reyansh and he didn't even do anything. That Asshole ," he muttered angrily.
What is his problem?!
"Hey stop. He's still my cousin," I said.
"I know. But he let you dress like that in front of those guys?"
"H-He didn't say anything because I never wore this before," I replied.
"If you're going to dress like that, might as well don't dress at all," he said sharply.
Wow.
People whispering now—
"Boyfriend jealous…"
"He's protective…"
"Possessive…"
OH MY GOD.
I wanted to scream—HE IS NOT MY BOYFRIEND YOU IDIOTS—but honestly, waste of energy.
He picked a few clothes, shoved them into my hands, and pushed me toward the changing room.
"Hey—you're pushing!" I snapped.
"Just change it."
I went inside. Looked at the clothes. Jeans and T-shirt. Typical.
I changed and came out.
"Happy?" I snapped.
He stepped closer. Leaned near my ear—
"I swear… if you wear something like that again, I'll tear it off you right then," he said slowly.
A chill ran down my spine.
What the hell…
He walked off like nothing happened and paid for the clothes.
We went back to kitchen section. Found Krish. He looked at me, scanning.
"You changed outfit?"
I pointed at Vivaan. He nodded like he understood everything.
We started picking kitchen stuff—saucepans, cooker, dishes, towels. Even thought about mini fridge but decided to discuss later.
Then grocery section. Found the rest of the idiots filling carts like they're preparing for apocalypse.
"Avi!" I called.
He looked at me… scanned head to toe… then ran to me.
"Outfit change?" he asked.
Ignored.
"Aadhya, you and Vivaan go to dry goods section," Krish instructed.
Great. Again with him.
We started picking items. I was pushing the cart, getting heavier each second.
"What about my debt to you?" I asked suddenly.
"You can pay me back with money… or cook for me," he replied casually.
Idiot. So picky.
His phone rang. He walked aside to attend it.
And here I was… pushing a heavy cart.
"Adi, time to flex your muscles," I muttered to myself.
And yeah… it worked. 💪
I was looking through the shelves, minding my own business, when suddenly—thud—I bumped into another cart.
"Ah—sorry—" I looked up.
…and froze.
This absolute menace. The Indian foreign species with blue eyes. What is he doing here?
"Hey," he greeted with a grin.
I waved awkwardly.
"What a coincidence," he said, smiling like some daily soap hero.
What the bakchod…
I tilted my head. "Yeah, such a coincidence. You, me, same mall, same section… bas background mein dramatic music reh gaya hai."
(Just dramatic music in the background is missing out- perfect Bollywood movie)
He paused for a second—then burst out laughing, holding his stomach.
"Okay, you're really funny," he said.
Hmm… his laugh is kinda nice.
No. No no. Stop. Stranger danger. Focus.
"Really small world," he said again, casually placing his arm around my shoulder.
I stiffened instantly.
What is wrong with this guy? Personal space naam ki cheez hoti hai bhai.
I looked around, then at him. "Are you sure this place is small? Or you just came here specifically to bump into me?"
He chuckled.
Then his eyes shifted to Vivaan, who was still on his phone a little far away.
"Is he your boyfriend?" he asked.
"Who? Him?" I scoffed. "Of course not. I just came with him."
"Ahh… so that means you're single?" he asked, grinning like some toothpaste ad model.
Ew.
"No way," I replied instantly.
"Why not?"
"Because… I don't even know you?" I said, giving him a look.
He laughed again.
Then he glanced at Vivaan once more. Why is he so interested in him? Go flirt with him only, not me.
"You don't know him… but you're with him," he pointed out.
Damnit. What logic is that?
Before I could reply, his phone rang.
"Sad news, I have to go," he said dramatically.
"Good news for me," I shot back immediately.
He laughed again and walked away.
Finally. Annoying guy.
Vivaan finished his call and came back, silently taking the cart and pushing it forward. I just followed him quietly.
We paid the bill. Others were already at the counter.
Avi was already eating snacks like a hungry raccoon.
Bhavik was trying to steal from him. Neel was scanning items like some detective. Krish was checking the list seriously.
So many bags.
Krish kept giving instructions—clean the room, remove old stuff, distribute supplies to Section E. Blah blah.
We all got into cars. They dropped me first.
The moment I stepped inside—
Reyansh. Standing there. Angry.
Oh god. What now.
"Where's the outfit you were wearing?" he asked sharply.
I blinked and showed him the bag in my hand.
Before I could react—he snatched it, took it outside, and lit it on fire.
I stood there. Shocked.
"…So that you don't wear it again," he said coldly and walked inside.
And here I was.
Standing. Watching my poor skirt burn.
I hadn't even worn it properly once.
What's wrong. Vivaan and Reyansh are completely different personalities but when it came to me both act absolutely same. What the hell. Are they secretly twins? Damn it i hate my brain.
I slowly joined my hands and bowed my head.
"Meri skirt ki aatma ko swarg ki prapti ho…"( may my skirts soul go to heaven )
One minute silence.
Then I turned and walked inside.