Chapter 6

What was she doing?

ridz looked away, her heart pounding. A heavy blush made its way onto her cheeks.

She was doing that a lot lately.

Stealing a glance at armaan, ridz found herself staring at his almost perfect profile. From his straight nose, high cheekbones and very kissable lips. ridz licked her own as her mind flashed back to their almost kiss in the diner. Subconsciously, she began to bend down towards armaan. Their lips nearly touched when armaan began to stir. ridz bolted upright as his dark eyes flickered.

armaan opened his eyes to find a blushing ridz sitting next to him. His brows knitted together. What was she doing here? She should be her precious angad, he thought bitterly. A flame of jealousy rose in his stomach. Wait, what? His eyes widened. Was he, armaan malik , player extraordinaire, getting jealous? He shook his head. No, no way.

ridz looked quizzically at armaan, who was muttering under his breath. All she caught was 'jealous' and 'angad'. She raised an eyebrow.

"What are you talking about?" ridz interrupted his rant.

armaan stopped talking to himself and blushed. ridz giggled and poked his nose.

"Hey! What was that for?" armaan  whined, pouting and rubbing his nose.

"For running out of class. The girls were going crazy for your 'rebel' act" ridz poked out her tongue as armaan smirked.

"The ladies always love a bad boy" armaan  quipped, winking cheekily at her.

ridz  tried to remember how to breathe. She thanked God when she could finally force out an eye roll. ridz played with the hem of her scarf

"So, why did you run out of class?"

armaan  froze. He racked his brain for a plausible answer. He didn't think 'I felt like punching the new guy's guts out for flirting with you' would go so well for ridz

armaan  was thankful for his natural wit and charm when ridz laughed, playfully hitting him on the arm. Her round eyes crinkled at the corners, and armaan had the urge to wrap his arm around her shoulders. He listened to her tinkling laughter, and decided he liked the sound. ridz stopped laughing when her dark eyes met armaan's own smoldering blue ones. She felt her insides flutter and her heart pound against her ribcage. ridz wondered if armaan  could hear it.

armaan licked his lips as he stared at ridz 's own pouty ones. Okay, he admitted it. He liked her. There. Unless there was another reason why his heart soared when she smiled at him and his breath hitched when she touched him, armaan definitely liked ridz.

So, could he kiss her now?

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muskaan  loudly slurped on her noodles as angie tapped her foot impatiently. She let out an undignified huff, checking her watch every couple of seconds. muskaan  rolled her eyes.

"Relax angie. She's pregnant, not crippled" muskaan remarked, waving her chopsticks around to make her point.

angie threw muskaan a withering glare.

"What if she fell down? What if she slipped? What if some pervert decided to rape her in the middle of the hallway?" Angie  began to hyperventilate.

muskaan  raised an eyebrow. She often wondered why she was friends with such a drama queen. Sighing as angie began to choke on her own breath, muskaan continued to eat her lunch when a warm, muscled body slid into the seat next to her. She looked up to find the arrogant face of armaan's wingman, rahul . muskaan rolled her eyes as atul deftly slid next to a disgruntled angie.

"Ladies" atul smoothly began, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Assholes" muskaan retorted.

rahul  guffawed. angiescoffed disdainfully.

"She was talking about you too"

rahul immediately sobered up and threw a dirty glare at angie . She made a face at him.

"What do you two jerks want?" muskaan asked rudely, folding her arms across her chest.

rahul rolled his eyes.

"As if we'd be here if we didn't have a reason" he shot back.

muskaan laughed derisively.

"As if we'd care what you'd have to say" she retorted.

rahul  and muskaan glared at each other. angie bit back a giggle. She knew muskaan had a mean streak, and rahul had a sharp tongue to match. If they weren't on opposite ends of, well, everything, she thought they would make a pretty cute couple. Before the two could begin their bickering again, atul  cut in, his brown eyes flashing nervously.

"It's about ridz and armaan

"What about them?" muskaan asked suspiciously.

She didn't like the concerned look on rahul's face or the hesitation in atul's voice.

"Well, I, er, we think..." he trailed off.

angie rolled her eyes and punched him hard on the arm. atul yelped in pain.

"Get to the point" she huffed, inspecting her nails for damage.

muskaan  giggled. angie could be a feisty bitch when she wanted to be, and atul had the guts to lock horns with her. Who didn't love the bickering pair of lovers cliche? rahul snickered. atul glared.

"Hello? Thinking what exactly? Or where you just lying about the thinking part?" muskaan  snarkily prompted.

"Very funny. Your wit amazes me" rahul dryly commented.

 stuck out her tongue. atul sighed.

"We think armaan's serious about liking ridz" he piped up.

There was a stunned silence before-

"WHAT?!"

rahul  and atul cringed as muskaan and angie launched into discussion, their voice growing higher in progression. Maybe telling ridz's friends wasn't a good idea after all. But they were only trying to help! armaan  whinging and whining about ridz all night long was not their idea of a fun night out.

"Girls!" rahul interrupted muskaan and angies's rant.

They turned to fiercely glare at him. atul fleetingly wondered why he was a male.

"So what about ridz? Does she like him too?" atul asked.

angie looked at him like he was a five-year-old.

"She slept with him. She got pregnant with his baby. What do you think?" muskaan spat out, rolling her eyes.

"Okay, okay! I get it!" atul held his hands up in surrender.

"So she does. That's great! They both like each other, he knocked her up, they'll be fine!" rahul beamed.

muskaan and angie looked at each other. A worried expression flitted across their faces

"Didn't you hear about the new guy?"