SS: Unexpected
Khushi looked with disgust at Arnav as he gorged down a girl at the club they were at. She never hated someone so much in her life. It was his rude, sarcastic, and egotistic comments that always drove her mad. It was his snide remarks and silly antics that made him famous with the popular group but to Khushi he was simply a man who held no values to himself.
She just stared from her seat and her expression didn't change when he opened his eyes while he was still kissing the girl in front of him and eyed Khushi. She didn't waver her stare since she didn't want to give him the satisfaction that he was making her uncomfortable. With her lips lined straight, she eventually turned her attention away.
They were no longer high school students. They completed their last grade and now this was a celebration for all the graduating students. There was one bigger event organized by the students for the students for a trip to Turkey. She would only have to bear him for another two weeks and then she would be free from ever seeing him again. If everything worked out as planned, she would go to Dubai for university.
Her friends Payal, and Avantika pulled her onto the dance floor. Khushi let the beat of the music take over her thoughts as she moved to the rhythm in her sheer black, three-quarter-sleeve dress. The waves of her hair would sometimes come in front of her eyes but she didn't mind. She just wanted to devour these last few moments with her best friends.
She suddenly stopped dancing when she saw Arnav walking in her direction with a smirk that was very much meant for her. She clenched her jaw - as she often did when she'd see him - and moved away from the dance floor.
She left the building to get some fresh air. Five minutes didn't pass before Arnav Singh Raizada stood behind the door and watched as Khushi sat on one of the benches. He snickered and pushed the door open.
Khushi looked behind her and shook her head at him before getting up to leave but Arnav was faster as he caught her arm and pulled her back. "Don't you ever touch me again!" She said in a very serious and stern tone as she roughly pulled her arm away.
"Why do I get the feeling that you don't like me?" He asked in his self-centered way. Like the entire world revolved around him and only him and that everyone just had to love him.
Khushi stepped away as she could smell the mix of alcohol and cigarettes. "You're good at observation." She tried to walk past him again but he blocked her way. "MOVE!" She yelled and for once Arnav was caught off guard but he quickly regained his composure.
"C'mon! Can't we be friends for just a few minutes?" He asked as he slightly tilted his head to one side. While Khushi's mind was screaming hate towards him, Arnav was shamelessly fantasizing about her. How her creamy skin would feel under his lips, and especially those red tinted lips. Those lips which were curled in anger.
Khushi sighed in extreme relief when Harsh (Imagine Karan Tacker, hehe) walked out calling for her. She immediately took his hand and Arnav saw this. He straightened his head and looked between the two.
Harsh tried not to simply explode at Arnav. He hated him just as much as Khushi did and he had his own reasons - one big one being Arnav misbehaving with his sister once. It started with a push from Harsh and ended in a big bloody brawl between the two.
"Harsh, how do you manage to get such a nice girl, considering you're a dick and all." Arnav said nonchalantly with a shrug of his shoulders.
Harsh was ready to pounce at him when Khushi held his arm back with both of her hands and pulled him back a step. "Go to f**king hell, Arnav." She said and walked away with a fuming Harsh next to her.
Arnav pursed his lips and looked around and noticed he was standing alone next to a garden of assorted flowers. He swore under his breath and went back inside to calm himself down with all the girls who were practically begging to be with him. Although he could have had any hot or sexy girl in that club, none of them was able to fulfill his actual need. He was heated that while all these other girls would willingly give themselves to him, there was one who hated his guts. And that bothered him a lot.
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What to say? I just can't control myself when it comes to writing about Arshi. Hope you guys like it and comment, good or bad, to let me know if I should continue or not. Really, if it's not good just say so cause I wouldn't want to write this for no reason. haha. Anyway...thank you!
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