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I know writing is not the thing for me but I really wanted to get this amazing idea out on paper, well in this case, post. I hope you enjoy it. Was going to write something funny but forgot my idea so came up with this instead. Hope you like it! Hope you enjoyed so far. It's a ArHi story that does not go with the show's storyline but I hope you still enjoy it! Now, now, I know I'm not a writer or anything, but one can attempt right? Lol!
Stranger In New York
(Part of the Stranger Series)
"Where am I?" Arnav awoke rubbing his head feeling a very strong hangover.
He looked around to realize that he was not in his penthouse. This place looked like his penthouse minimized. How does one live in a place that is smaller than his bathroom.
A woman walked out of the bathroom, tying her hair into a ponytail.
Arnav looked at her in shock. What the hell? He opened his mouth to speak when,
"Breakfast is on the table along with some pills to help your hangover. A clean towel and toothbrush already set in the bathroom. Hurry up, I have to leave in an hour."
He looked at her in confusion.
"Stop giving me these weird expressions and hurry up." She said as she started folding the covers he had used.
"Um... you... I mean how did you fi... Do I kno..." He didn't know how to phrase his question. This woman was behaving as if she knew the guy for years. No 'hello' or 'good morning' she went off ordering him around.
"Did you ask me that last night?" She said bitterly as she started packing what seemed to be a lunch box.
Last night? What the... Oh my god, did he...
"Um.. Last night... did we... I mean you and I..." He asked utterly confused.
She walked up to him and held his face close to hers. "How did you forget so easily? I mean last night was a night to remember..." She smirked with a mischeivious glint in her eyes.
Oh Shit! Crap! Shit! Shit! Shit! He knew all those beers weren't a good idea!
"Listen... If you want money... but I mean I can't..." He stuttered.
"Chill man." She said as she backed away. "I was just teasing you, nothing of such sort happened. You bumped into me on the streets yesterday making me spill my drink and spoiling my dress. I realized you were fully drunk. Demanding money for dry cleaning, I took your wallet out and saw a family picture. You seemed to be a decent guy so I brought you here before you got yourself into some real trouble."
He looked at her embarrased. "Erm... thanks..."
"I'm not as nice as you think. Tumhare batwe main paisa hai, maine dekha hai." She crossed her arms. "Dry cleaning ka bill nikalo." She demanded.
He smiled. "Indian ho?"
"Kyun? Shaadi karni hai? Dry cleaning ke paise. Abhi."
Jeez! It's not like he was going to run away. He got up and fished through his wallet.
"How much?"
She bit her nails. "Um.. Actually, I don't know. On our way out, we'll stop by dry cleaning. Jo bhi karcha hoga, woh tum de dena."
"Whatever." He said as he made his way to the breakfast table while she walked over to pick out her shoes from her unbearably messy closet.
"So..." She said as she attempted to pull out her red heels from under all of her crap. "Drinking competition or something serious?"
"What?" He asked as he choked on his juice.
She walked over with one heel in her hand. Situating herself on the table, "I mean you. Yesterday. You were fully drunk. So was it a stupid drinking competition or major depression. Ya phir you're a devdas by profession?"
He chuckled, "No, actually I am going through a tough time... erm.. I'd rather not talk about it..." He said as cut into his omelette.
"Fine... But, they say ki khushiyaan batne se bad jati hai aur gham batne se kam ho jate hai..." She muttered as she walked back to her closet with mission "Find Heel #2" in mind.
Understanding what she meant, he got up and walked over to her.
"Alright fine, actually my girlf... What the?" He immediately reacted to seeing her horrendous closet.
"Will you please stop doing that! It's annoying!" She said annoyed with his 'What The'. She fished through her stuff for signs of something red.
"God, this is unbelievable! Move!" He said as he pushed her out of the way dipping his head into the mysterious closet.
"Lao." He said as he held his hand out.
"What?"
"Tumhara hath... The heel you idiot! So I could look at it and find the other."
"Hmph!" She handed him the heel rolling her eyes.
He was searching through the closet (more like battling its contents), "So, like I was saying. My girlfriend cheated on me. I saw her yesterday, with my best friend. But you know what, I don't give a crap anymore. Her loss." He said as he flung shoes out.
"Watch it big guy! And seriously, what is wrong with you people? Your girlfriend cheated on you, you got drunk. Do you people think of the consequences of your actions before you carry out your stupidity? Roaming around the streets like that, you could've gotten mugged, stabbed, run over by a car, and what not! Do you people even think of your families when you do such stupid things? How your actions might leave others devestated, helpless, and hopeless?" Her voice started cracking.
He pulled his head out of the monsterous closet and looked at her, his gaze softened, he noticed tears starting to form in her eyes. He held out the heel.
"Thanks." She said as she turned around swiftly to wipe her threatening tears.
She walked back over to her mirror, reapplying her eyeliner.
"So, what's your story?"
"Excuse me?"
"Your story? You know, why you got a bit emotional over there? You definately have a story to you." He smirked as made himself comfortable on her bed.
"Hey! Up. Now. I just made the bed."
"Well if your so uptight about the cleanliness of your room, why is your closet... erm... the way it is?"
"Sweetheart, people don't open my closet but they can see my bed."
"Oh..." He raised his eyebrows acting as if he was fascinated.
She gave him a "Don't Push It Buddy" look.
He gulped nervously and rushed into the bathroom for his shower.
Shaking her head in disapprovement, she cleaned up the dining table and started washing the dishes.
"So you pull this for the shower to start?" He yelled out.
"NO! You idiot! Out now!" She exclaimed.
"What? Like this?"
"Put your boxers on. That'll be enough. Don't worry, I'm not interested." She replied annoyed and crushed his ego.
What the? Should he be offended? It's not like he was interested either but you know...
"Alright! Come in!"
She pushed open the door and walked over to the shower.
"See it's not working..." He said as he was about to pull the knob.
"STOP! I rent this place you know, the landlord will eat me alive if I cause harm to his precious apartment." She said as she twisted the knob.
"Magic!" She sarcastically taunted as she walked out.
Picking up the pieces of his shattered ego, he showered.
***
He walked out and saw her caressing what seemed to be a picture in her hand. He walked over quietly and smiled. It looked like a family portrait consisting of two parents, most likely hers, and a small little doll of a girl, most likely her.
She noticed the shadow that fell on her from behind as she quickly place the picture on her side table.
"Your done? Alright, let's go." She said as she got up quickly hoping that he wouldn't...
"So, your story?" He said as he picked up the picture.
"Fight with parents? Ran away from home?" He nudged.
She closed her eyelids slowly and turned around. "My mom died when I was 3. My dad was a drunk, he got run over by a car when I was 7. Raised by a nun, grew up to be an aspiring fashion designer. That's my story. Ho gaya? Ab chale?"
She said as she wrapped her bag around her.
"I'm sorry... I didn't... I-I-I really..."
"It's ok. We'll be heading to the dry cleaners, don't act up there." She said as she grabbed the dress and walked out.
He couldn't help but smile at her head strong woman attitude despite what she's been through. He walked out.
As she locked the door,
"Thanks."
"You said that already." She said as she struggled to lock the door.
"No, I meant thanks for the lesson. I'll never do anything that I might regret later on, ever, promise!"
"Whatever." She said as she locked the door and proceeded on towards the stairs putting her keys back into her purse.
"By the way, I'm Arnav."
"So?"
"God woman! You make everything so hard, I'm trying to be nice and formal here?"
"Very well then, my name is Khushi and the rest is none of your business." She said as she rushed down the stairs.
"Hurry up! I can't be late today or else boss'll kill me today for sure!"
He grinned in the thoughts of the strange (and hot, yes he had to admit it) girl he had just met. Maybe it was time he made a real friend.
"Wait up!"
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Notes About The Story:
Setting of The Update: New York City
Khushi's Apartment (doesn't have everything described in the writing but it's just to help you get an idea)
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Constructive Critisizm Desired!
My second piece of writing, first try at an actual story! Lol!
Bye now,
Shweta 😃
Index
Part 1: Page 1
Part 2: Page 9
Part 3: Page 17
Part 4: Page 27
Part 5: Page 40
Part 6: Page 49
Parts 7-15 were on my blog which has been deleted and cannot be restored.
Part 7-15 Summary To Be Posted Soon.
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