The next two days spent normally. Darshan used to talk normally to all and small fights with Anjali like before. The day arrived when they all had been invited to birthday party. It was evening 7:00 PM. The party was from 10 onwards. Armaan, Anjali and Ritu got ready by 9 and departed for Darshan's house. It was a small party for his dad's birthday and with closed ones only. They arrived his home. Darshan greeted them with his father. Then his father cut the cake and all started enjoying. Darshan was trying to talk to Anjali but she always got busy somewhere. Now Darshan got irritated. Everyone started taking pictures now. Darshan's friends too were taking pictures with him as well as Anjali. Anjali too was taking pictures. Darshan was noticing her only.
Anjali started looking here and there and found Armaan and said - Maan
AM - haan
A - tumhari sath photos leni hai...aao na
AM - haa aaya
A - Jaldi
AM - aa rha hoon yrr
He then went to her and kept his hand on her bare waist for pictures. Darshan was seeing everything and his eyes were on his hand only wrapping her bare waist. He was hurt as well as was boiling from inside. Then they started having dinner together. Anjali sat beside Armaan and was sometimes snatching her favourites from his plate. They were enjoying too much while Darshan here was burning from inside. Soon the party ended. Only Anjali, Ritu, Armaan, Hardik and Siddharth were left. They all started cleaning everything. Anjali was setting things back to their places when a gift box's sharp corner Collided against her bare waist.
A - ouch
AM - kya hua
A - Nothing..ye gift box ki edge se lg gya
AM - jyada lagi kya dikhao
A - burn toh kar rha hai but kya hi hoga yrr ittu si box se...chhodo I am fine
AM - are you sure you are fine
A - yeah yeah..chlo jldi se kaam khtm kro...1 bj gye hai
AM - haa haa bas ho hi gya
Darshan was in his room unaware of this. Soon all finished and Hardik and Siddharth went to guest rooms while Ritu had already gone few hours ago when the party ended because she was not feeling good. Now it was time for Anjali and Armaan to leave.
A - Maan...car nikal main tab tak aati hoon
AM - kha jaa rhi h
A - Darsh se milne
AM - oh ok
He went while she went to his room. She knocked on the door.
D - come in
A - yooo
D - oh toh tum ho...ab tum bhi knock krke aaogi
A - obviously
D - Armaan ke room mein toh knock krke nhi jaati
A - Raval... it's late night so obviously knock toh kroongi hi na (said mischievously)
D (faintly smiled) - yeah yeah...by the way tum gyi nhi ab tak
A - jaa hi rhi thi..tumhe bye bolne aayi thi
D - ok bye
She found it weird.
A - Raval...what was this
D - It was bye...tum hi bye krne aayi thi na toh kar diya bye
A - Raval what's wrong...tum itne weird kyu behave kr rhe ho
D (stood up from the bed) - main?...main weird behave kr rha hoon...aur tum...tum kyu mujhe avoid kr rhi ho
He said while stepping towards her. She was stepping back.
A - Main?...main tumhe kyu avoid krungi bhala
D - aur nhi toh kya...aaj tumne dhang se baat bhi nhi ki mujhse...aise toh jab bhi aati thi aakr direct hug krti thi par aaj kya hua...aur hug toh door ki baat ki hai...you didn't even click a picture with me...then jo tum hamesha mere sath baithkar khaati thi mujhse cheezein chhinti thi aaj tumne kuch nhi kiya even baithi tak nhi mere sath
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SAFAR
ФанфикThis story "SAFAR" is about a decision between love and friendship; A story of a fangirl Anjali Sahni and India's singing sensation Darshan Raval. Fans want to meet him and hug him at least once but Anjali doesn't want so. She doesn't want to reveal...
