-When i'm with you- (RM)

Muskaan hated this, hated all this freaking shifting to Delhi, away from her parents, her partying friends and everything she loved! How she wished she could go back to Mumbai.

She got down the plane, and waited for her luggage. It seemed to arrive after 15 whole mins! She was never the patient one, so she grumbled and groaned while waiting.

She went outside with it so see someone standing with a board on which her name was there. She thanked god at least she found him and he wasn't late!

She shoved her luggage on his face and told him to get inside the car. She kept walking and found a BMW, she smiled and thought that was the car.

She tried pulling the door of the backseat open when she heard the driver say " hello! That's not the car.."

She turned around miffed and glared at him. She stomped her foot and advanced towards him.

" stay in ur limits, driver!" she said harshly.

" excuse me?" he said shocked.

" what!" she said frustrated.

" driver?..are u dreaming?" he asked sarcastic.

" no, u wish!" she said rudely and began walking.

He pulled her by the elbow , which made her arch her eyebrows while turning to him. She pointed a finger at him and warned " don't u dare!"

" and don't u dare call u me a driver" he said dropping her luggage and walking away.

She was left open-mouthed. He just chucked HER luggage down. She ran behind him and turned him around by the shoulder.

" wait!..u cant just leave me.." she said insecure.

" why?.." he asked nonchalantly.

" I'm new here..n I thought u were supposed to take me.." she said sweetly.

" I WAS, but am sorry, I can't tolerate ur behaviour.." he said truthfully and began walking away.

" look, am sorry.." she said softly.

He smirked, she was saying sorry, he knew that it was a first for her since she was so hot-headed.

" did u just say something?" he asked naughtily.

" yeah..am sorry.." she said a bit louder.

" am sorry but I cant hear you'" he teased.

She gave him an angry look and screamed " I'm sorry!"

All the on-lookers stared at her, and why she was shouting! She looked away embarrassed while he smiled proudly.

" its okay..come, here's the car.." he said taking her in the other direction.

" yeah"she said and followed him.

They reached a car, which was a Santro?! Muskaan was shocked, surely there was some mistake.

" well are u sure this Is the car?" she asked shocked.

" yeah..ur dad especially asked for this one.." he said confused.

" wow my dad!" she said understanding.

" yeah..anything wrong?" he asked.

" no..lets go.." she said getting into the small car.

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" so..ur muskaan right?.." he asked.

" yeah..how did u know?..oh, my dad.." she said rolling her eyes.

" yeah!..waise u look really different from ur pro pic on facebook.." he remarked while looking straight ahead.

" what!..u were stalking me on facebook..!" she asked.

" yeah, u added me.." he said with a duh look.

" oh, I just add everyone.." she said .

" no wonder u don't know me.." he remarked.

" yeah, otherwise who would miss a hot guy like you.." she said quickly and later bit her tongue.

He chuckled and said " thanks for the compliment.."

" my pleasure" she smiled.

She didn't know why she was behaving this way with him. Sure, he was different from the other guys who always ran after him but this was not her! She was smiling and flirting with him, when he was supposed to do that! She didn't know why but this guy definitely intrigued her.

" so whats ur name?" she asked finally.

"rahul.." he said driving.

" hmm..hot name.." she flirted again.

" excuse me..are u trying to hit on me?" he asked turning to smile at her.

" NO! puh-lease" she acted as if that was the worst idea ever.

" I can see that.." he smirked.

" oh shutup rahul..no mood for jokes.." she said.

" yeah yeah!" rahul said and shut his mouth.

Muskaan switched on the radio and 'Boys Boys Boys' by Lady Gaga started playing. She started singing along while Rahul stared at her weirdly.

Boys boys boys
We like boys in cars
Boys boys boys
Buy us drinks in bars
Boys boys boys
With Hairspray and denim
Boys boys boys
We love them!
We love them!

She smirked on how true the lyrics were and looked at Rahul, he just shook his head and tried to hide his smile.

I'm not loose, I like to party
Let's get lost in your Ferrari
Not psychotic or dramatic
I like boys and that is that
Love it when you call me legs
In the morning buy me eggs
Watch your heart when we're together
Boys like you love me forever

She made him stop the car and went outside, dancing. He looked at her as if she was crazy, and pulled her back in. She grumbled and protested, but he didn't let her do what she wished.

" we love you boys.." she muttered dreamily.

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so tell me how it was!

-aish