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" I hate good girls "
she doesn't get the head or tale of his words but she is sure one thing , he does hate her . She not sime fool to not understand his sly remarks or those devil smirks on his face whenever he saw her . But she just confused Why he hates her .
This is first time she actually talking to him , then why this hate. Then something click in her mind, may be he hates her because of her father . Her father Mohinder Handa is a professor here , very strict and honest . He doesn't like Maan or his gang it's open secret . He doesn't leave any chance to scold them not that it's her father's fault . ' They do mistake that's why Papa forced to do it ' .
Now Geet could think that Maan hates her because of her father . Thinking about all she fallen asleep , keeping her head on his shoulder. Maan went stiff for moment then went back to play game on phone trying to distract the fact that he is alone with Her in a dark library .
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Geet opened her eyes hearing some noise . She frowned seeing her surroundings but then last night event came alive she start panicking
" oh no papa " before she again start her last night chant Maan's voice stop her .
" if you are done with over dramatic reaction, do come here . We need to leave it's 8 am already . "
she jumped from her place and went beside Maan. Her mouth went open seeing the broken window. " what have you done ? You broke the glass ? Library ke... you may get punishment for damaging ..."
" just one hour more . Librarian will be here along with other stuff. She will delight to see us together . Such mouth watering gossip . Geet Handa the brilliant professor's perfect daughter spent night with ..."
" let's jump " Geet understood what he meant so before he goes more and embarrass her, she cut him fast . Both came down without getting hurt atleast that what Geet thought. Maan went and get his bike then literary order her to sit . She was hesititate but then couldn't stop herself from asking...
" why didn't you do it last night . I mean breaking glass n all , hum kal raat ko hi ghar poch jaate "
" I wanted to spend night with you "
he answered looking at her eyes , making her more flushed . He started bike and this time Geet didn't dare to say anything and sat quietly . Within few minutes they before her home . Geet got down and started to go . But then stop and came to him .
" ahh umm thank you , I mean "
suddenly she saw some blood on his hand . " Maan you are hurt ..." her eyes went big realising how he gotten hurt . All because of breaking glass ' to make sure no one knows about you being with him ' her mind gave her reason . She looked at him , he seems doesn't care about it . He was about to start bike when she tore her scarf and tie it on her injured hand . Maan looked at her with awed . He tried hard not to snap at her and controlled till she does her work .
" don't do it again " his voice as cold as ice .
" huh ? "
finally he looked at her hazel Brown eyes which showing she is worried for him
" don't give me this look . Stay away from me . Your good girl doing don't go well with me . Do it where it worth . I don't want to like you , so don't make me to like you . "
with this he is gone but Geet keep standing there till he went out of her sight . ' I don't want to like you ' she doesn't know what to make with this statement of him . Her rational mind finally gave in
" it's best ...waise bhi who the hell he think of himself ? i don't like you too " she shouted in open space brusting her anger finally ...
" Better he hates me.. it's not like he is only boy on earth " after boosting her self she finally went to her house and then realisation hit her .
" what will I say to papa ? "
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