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All over again !!

6:30am- Her phone rang continuously in a row while she slept like she hasn't slept for a week. After 25mins she realised that her phone has been ringing. She peeked in the phone with one eye open and the brightness killing the little sleep in the corner of her eyes. 12 missed calls from 💗. She called back, "Hello" (in a sleepy distorted voice). From the other side, "Dude, I have been calling you for decades, I came to meet you, I'm going to the Maggie point, will be back in 20mins, better be ready at the college gate." (Call cuts)

She is trying to figure out what just happened. Kept the phone aside and slept. 

5 mins later, "Shit, he is coming!!" Talking to herself she hurried out of the bed, brushed her teeth and washed her face. Trying to fix her hair she zoned out. 

*Flashback*

Thinking about the last time how she had oil in her hair and wearing pyjamas she walked to meet him and he still so adored by her couldn't stop but pull her cheeks.

The phone pinged and she hit by reality, realised that she still has 10 more minutes to go. Freaked out but as she picked up her phone, a snap from him, "Can't wait to meet you dumbest" with him sticking his tongue out. She laughed freakishly.

All set, she wore his T-shirt and her pyjamas with a high ponytail and smelling like him. She was satisfied that she looked like him. Well almost. *She blushed*

A text from him, "I am out hurry up". She ran down her hostel stairs almost tripping down over her own slippers. Briskly walking towards the college gate and wondering why he wanted to meet her so early in the morning. As she walked out of the college gate, she couldn't see him anywhere.

"Hey!!", he said from behind almost scaring the shit out of her. She turned and he hugged her tight with surprise. Her heart fluttered and all she could feel was her heartbeat racing as she played the Heartbeat song  (OST strong woman) in her mind. Still holding her in his arms he whispered in her ears, "You have no idea how much annoying you are but damn I've missed you crazy!!" A shiver ran down her spine as his voice rolled down her ears. As he let her go from his grasp, goosebumps all over her body. She could not stop but kept staring at him as the sunlight fell upon his brown eyes, his smile felt like a blessing. His skin looked fresh, his eyes squeaking as he kept speaking. She looked at him mesmerised. She was nervous and felt amazing at the same time. Her skin changed colour to reddish-orange with every blink of his eyes. He rested his hands on her shoulders and walked into the campus telling her how his latest Europe trip was. Blabbering all that he did there while in her mind the Heartbeat song played. She turned vermillion with her asking heating up as if she had fallen in love with him all over again.

Pritha Krishna

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