OS: Star Plus or Love Plus? LAST PART Updated!

Yet another day of spamming, and calling that stupid unprofessional channel. Khushi was beyond tired at the same old demands that she had to keep repeating. She was starting to think that, whether either of those morons in the Star Plus channel, understood English. Apparently they were all ''confused.'' How can someone be ''confused'' when hundreds of fans, kept uttering the same demands again and again?

They were all liars, that's what they were. None of them paid heed to the cries of the fans. Sometimes Khushi wondered how they even made it to the Tv industry. While her thoughts were pondering about this current situation, her sister Sheena walked to the kitchen.

"Khushi are you still on that damn phone? Seriously Khushi, this is just a SHOW. You need to get over it.'', Sheena said, getting a mug to pour hot coffee in to. Khushi glared at her sister, and pouted.

"This is not just a show jiji! It's much more than that! Oh what am I saying? You wouldn't understand!,'' Khushi added frustrated even more at everything, and Sheena wasn't making it any better.

Sheena rolled her eyes, ''so what are you going to do now? Storm in to the Star Plus office and demand answers?'' At that statement, Khushi's big brown eyes widened. "OH MY GOD JIJI! THAT IS PERFECT! YES. THAT IS EXACTLY WHAT I WILL DO!'', Khushi exclaimed, jumping up from her chair, excitedly.

''Khushi I was only Kidd-'' But it was too late, Khushi already ran out the door, leaving Sheena behind, dumbfounded.

***

Arriving at the Star Plus office took Khushi at least 2 hours, due to the heavy traffic. By the time she got there, Khushi took deep breaths to calm her tired nerves. The hot son burned her silk salwa kameez, which she currently wore. Her long hair cascaded down her back, as she stormed to the front desk of the office. Before the receptionist could utter one word, Khushi cut to the chase.

"I need to speak to the owner of this bloody bakwaas company RIGHT NOW.''

"Um, maam that is not possible. I am sorry,'' the receptionist added, slightly nervous at Khushi's temper. Smirking evilly, Khushi ignored the protests of the receptionist and stormed inside. Behind her she heard the receptionist call the security, but Khushi didn't care. Her patience snapped, and nothing will stop her now.

Following her instincts, Khushi took the upstairs route to find the office, belonging to the owner of this pathetic channel. Soon enough she came in front of a red large door, which read, 'Chairmen of Star Plus.'

***

Part 2

Arnav Singh Razaida was stressed. He didn't know this show was that much of a hit. The fans were brutal, and especially one particular girl. He heard many operators complain about her constant phone calls, yelling at them, stating out facts, and never letting them be in peace. These fan girls were a menace, and they only made Arnav more agitated. His hope was to keep calm them until the SPL event was over, however that plan was beginning to fail. These fan girls were not idiots.

As he was figuring out ways to solve this fiasco, his door blew wide open. In front of him walked in the most beautiful girl, he had ever laid his eyes on.

***

Khushi didn't think twice as she slammed the red, large door open. The fire inside her was beginning to take over her senses, and she was on tigress mode. She stormed right inside, ready to give a piece of her mind.

''YOU. YOU BLOODY STUPID IDIOT,'' she yelled, not giving two shits whether she was being loud.

Arnav got right up from his chair and stood still, staring at the woman in front of him. She looked furious and ready to pounce at him any moment. All he could think of that moment was two things; one, how the hell did she get in? Two, even with anger she looks damn hot.

"What the. Why are you barging in to my office?''

Khushi glared, '' WHAT AM I DOING HERE? WHAT AM I DOING HERE!?''

"Uh yeah, that's what I asked. Don't need to repeat the question back to me.''

That was the wrong thing to say, because the moment Arnav uttered those words, Khushi's face turned a dark shade of red. Her fists clenched at her sides, holding back herself to rip this surprisingly, handsome man in to pieces.

"Mr. Who. Ever. The. Hell. You. Are, I am here to speak to you about the IPK nonsense,'' Khushi stated calmly as possible.

Arnav raised an eyebrow at her, ''Who ever the hell I am? Surprising that you cannot remember me... Khushi.'' At the mention of her name Khushi's expression turned to confusion. How did he know her name, was all she could think of.

"How do you know my name?,'' Khushi asked this strange man, cautiously. He shrugged his shoulders, smirking down at her. Pointing at the chair, he signalled her to take a seat. Khushi did not move from her spot. She placed her hands on her hips, as if she was waiting for him, to answer her.

Seeing this Arnav chuckled, ''you haven't changed at all, have you Khushi.''

Khushi stomped her foot losing her patience, ''WHO ARE YOU DAMMIT. AND I CAME HERE TO SPEAK ABOUT IPK. I NEED ANSWERS AND I NEED THEM NOW.''

Still, Arnav didn't back down from his calm attitude. He smirked at her twirled his pen, unaffected by her yelling. It was too much fun for him not to enjoy it; just like the good ol days.

"I know you want answers about IPK, and I will give them to you, only if you take a seat. Then we can speak like civilized human beings.''

Hearing this Khushi walked closer to his desks, and slammed her fists on it. She leaned forward, her eyebrows scrunched, brown eyes narrowed, and menacingly whispered.

"I don't give a shit about being civilized! I care about you pathetic, bas***ds lying to us fans! We have been calling for weeks, every single effing day! 1000 calls every day, and YET, WE GET LIES. We are begging, crying, asking, demanding, to retain Barun, change the damn PH, BUT WHAT DO WE GET? NOTHING. BUBKIS. NADA. ZIPPO. AND THEN YOU HAVE THE NERVE TO EFFIN SAY, ''the rights are with Gul Khan and she is not willing to give it to us.'' WHAT EFFING BULL SHIT IS THAT. What did you think? That this fandom is full of wittle stupid girls? NO MR. I STILL DON'T KNOW WHO YOU ARE. WE ARE NOT STUPID. This fandom is full of smart, women WHO KNOWS WHATS UP. The rights of a show ALWAYS BELONGS TO THE DAMN CHANNEL SO YOU HAVE ALL THE EFFING RIGHTS TO CHANGE THE PH, RETAIN BARUN, AND STOP LYING TO US! All you and this effed channel cares about is MONEY, WELL LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING. Right now your channel is going to the dogs, WITH YOUR MONEY. Why? BECAUSE your name is getting tarnished FOR SUCH UNPROFESSIONAL BEHEVIOR TOWARDS THE FANS.''

Breathing heavily after her long monologue, Khushi licked her lips and waited for his reply. Arnav on the hand, still maintained the calm expression. After a few seconds of silence he finally replied.

"I will change the PH, retain Barun, only if you go on a date with me.''

And that very day, Khushi's jaw, made it to the floor.

Next part later today or tomorrow. And my Innocence in her eyes readers.. honestly I cannot think to even finish that last page. Tried, but ended up with air. lol. I need a clear head to write that one so bear with me.

Part 3: http://www.india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=3306473&TPN=5&#70663114

Part 4: http://www.india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=3306473&TPN=8&#70723064

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