My FanGirl [HUMOR]✔

▪ 22. Maine hothon se lagai toh. ▪

"Nahi she has a boyfriend who is all ready to break your bones if you don't leave her." I heard a familiar voice.

Manik baba the great!

I could see him shooting daggers at poor Alex who had losen his grip on me by now, gulping his saliva in fear.

If looks could kill Alex would be dead by now.

"What's your problem Malhotra?" I snapped at him.

"Chashmish are you drunk?" He asked me holding my hand bringing me close to him.

"And how does that matter to you?" I said moving more closer to him.

"Alex let's move out of this-" I stopped in mid sentence when I didn't found Alex there.

It seems like he vanished.

I swear I saw Manik smirking.

"We are going home chashmish whether you like it or not." he said dragging me....'forcefully'

"I am not coming with you Malhotra leave my hand." I said as I struggled to get out of his tight iron grip.

"It's rockstar for you!" He said in frustration ruffling his hair.

"I am angry and now it's Malhotra and don't you think you should go to Sanaya instead of wasting your precious time on me." I said in a mocking tone.

"Why would I go to her?" he asked confused.

Oh ho now he thinks I am dumb!

"Stop acting innocent Malhotra! And by the way you aren't my boyfriend!" I shouted at him.

"I will be... soon!" I heard somewhat similar sentence.

Did I hear it correct?

"Kya bola tumne? Phir se bolo." I asked.

"Kuch nahi bola maine, abhi ghar chalo."

I pouted sadly. I thought he wanted to be my boyfriend!

Stop dreaming nandu!

"Chashmish you never drink, then why today." he asked as we reached in the parking.

"Tum mere dad ho?" I asked placing my hands on my hips in a furious tone.

"Nahi toh!"

"Bhai ho?"

" What? No ways." he said with wide eyes.

"Good then stop asking questions because I don't think I owe you any answers." I said and turned around and literally ran away.

"chashmish! Chashmish stop...." his voice trailed off as I reached inside the club.... Again

MANIK'S POV

"Itne bade club meh kaha dundu meh isse. Pagal kardegi yeh ladki mujhe." My eyes searched around for chashmish.

Aye dekho.. Paris dekho...
Dilli ki race... ha ha ha ha

I turned towards the source of the sound and I saw her...

Phew!

Found her....

The crowd started cheering and she moved towards the dance floor and then realisation hit me.

Oh shit!

She is going to perform.

Aa... aa.. aa aa aa
Jaam bhi hai
Haan haan kaam bhi hai
Haaye haaye chori nahi
Sara aam bhi hai
Sabne pee hai mujhe ilzaam kyun hai
Khamkha mera naam badnaam kyun hai
Dekho na logo ne
Botalon ki botal khatam kar di
To kuchh na hua, magar magar