Inayat sat on her desk,tiredly going through the files, working on the pages.
"Let's get some coffee" the girl from the desk just in-front of hers- suggested.
"Yep, I need that badly" Inayat agreed and stood up, closing the file on her hand.
Two of them walked to the coffee station and got a cup for themselves, leaned on the wall beside and sipped.
"How much are you done on the project?" the girl, Alice asked tiredly.
"Almost done" Inayat informed sighing.
"I was done but my boss didn't quite approve, he thinks it was done by a college student. Like yes bitch I am in college" Alice ranted making Inayat chuckle.
"That mans extreme perfectionist" Inayat commented, chuckling.
"Uptight asshole" Alice groaned. "Sometimes i feel like leaving everything behind and hook up with some celebrity and have a kid" she recited, taking sips from her coffee.
"How'll that help?" Inayat asked, raising her brows at Alice.
"Huh. He has to take responsibility of the kid and the childs mom right? And just imagine being pregnant by Seth" Alice grinned. "Cuddling with Aryan is on my out-of league, bucket list" she declared making Inayat choke.
"Aryan has a girlfriend right?" Inayat reminded, acting cool.
"Does that even matter for him?" Alice shrugged. "They date one hook up with four" she added.
"It's not like that, I am sure" Inayat interrupted.
"No fangirl. It's like that and it's a fact" Alice stated, shooting her eyes up at Inayat.
"I am not a fangirl" Inayat frowned,furrowing her brows.
"You have his lyrics on your wallpaper" Alice pointed out.
"That's because his lyrics are meaningful..mostly" Inayat defended.
"His lyrics....well I agree, can be either meaningful or absolutely freakish" she shrugged. "Still, its fangirling" Alice declared.
"Whatever" Inayat mumbled.
"Not a bad thing, he's like ...take me here hot" Alice blurt as they say on their desks.
"He is" Inayat agreed.
Inayat took her phone from the desk, to check. Her eyes widened as she saw Aryans text.
Aryan-You there???
Ayat-Yess heyyy
She waited for his text, after few minutes a text popped.
Aryan-Miss you, watchaa doing ?
Ayat -I miss you moree
Ayat-Isn't it like 4PM there, sleep!
Aryan-I am not sleepy, am calling You!
Her cheeks heated up, she took the earphone from her desk and connected them hurriedly.
She walked over to the balcony, to get some privacy.
'What are you doing at 4?' She asked.
'Chilling in the pool' Aryan replied.
'That's sarcasm or for real?' She asked
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The Second Chance
Teen FictionAll she needs is a second chance, to make it all right this time. Giving love the second chance is sometimes, all we need to live. Specially when you are incomplete without each...