~Dil Dosti Etc..AR...UPD! Part 32 and 33 Pg70 5/4 - Page 5

Armaan walked into the locker room, completely drained of energy, and lay down on the bench, folding an arm over his eyes to block out the light''he had done a lot of work today.

He had tried his best to stay away from Ridhima'stopped Rahul and Muskaan from physically hurting each other'.and he had to listen to Nana lecture him'.all this had completely drained all the energy off him.

Sighing, he tried to get a quick nap, but he felt someone's presence next to him. Without opening an eye, he knew who it was.

"What do you want Ridhima?"

He heard a gasp, and smiled.

"what? How? How did you know it was me?"

"trust me, you don't even want me to begin'because if I do, then I won't be able to stop, which will drain a lot of energy out of me'which would effect my good looks'.which would be hazardous to the female population'.which I doubt you even belong to." He said, all the while keeping an arms over his eyes.

He smirked again, when he felt Ridhima's glare, and he knew that she would be standing there with her hands on her hips, her eyes narrowed and her lips pursed.

"What do you want basket?" He asked, getting up and yawning.

Ridhima rolled her eyes, and said,

"You know Rajeev right? Our patient?...well'I was wondering if you could take his reports this evening and discuss them with him?"

Ridhima was looking at Armaan squarely in the eye, almost daring for him to say no.

"No" He said simply, offering no explanation.

"What? Why?" Ridhima asked exasperated.

"Because" Armaan said, looking her in he eye. He smiled inwardly'how he loved making Ridhima mad.

"Armaan stop speaking in monosyllables" Ridhima said, crossing her arms over her chest, and narrowing her eyes at him.

"alright..fine..I can't do it, because'he is your patient too, and you shouldn't go around handing over your duties to someone else." Armaan said, imitating her pose.

Ridhima sighed and looked at Armaan with tired eyes.

"look, Armaan, please do this, I am really exhausted and I don't think I will be able to this properly. Please" Ridhima pleaded.

Armaan's eyes softened, and he ran a hand through his hair.

"fine, I will do it'but this is the last time I will do a favour for you Ridhima'you have a bad habit of taking things to the extreme" Armaan said, referring to that night where she had played that horrible prank.

With that said, he walked out of the room, leaving Ridhima standing there, her head bowed, and tears swimming in her eyes.