He's Not My Type

5

Armani POV

Had a real good dinner at home.

All were talking again reminiscing themselves of the memories they all made together and will continue to do so.

Mumbai is a pretty city, but still mera dil toh dilli mei hi hai.

The ICT boys are quite fun,

The ones who know me from long ago are like my family, the others who don't are starting off real good.

Ishan is like a bubble of joy, he always bursts with his friends.

Abhishek is quite an open flirt, but still a cool guy to be around.

Yashasvi is cute, wants to explore, learn, experience everything.

Shubman, well he's confusing, one minute he's all smiley and laughter, the other minute he looks mad.

Anyways I loved spending time with these guys after so long.

We wrapped up after everyone said their goodbyes and went their own ways.

After putting the three Kohlis to bed, Bhabhi came to the fourth Kohli, me.

Anushka is more of like my older sister which I never had, my friend and my all time favourite shopping buddy.

Since her and Virat have been dating she has always been close to me.

Maybe these are the reasons I rarely call her Bhabhi, she's a cool woman I tell you.

"So, koi toh pasand aaya hai tujhe" she says smirking at me,

I corrected my posture "kyu itna kuch khaas thodi tha unme"

"Aankho se toh kuch aur lagra tha" she laughs "chal ab soja thak gayi hogyi, goodnight, sleep well"

She goes out turning off the lights and closing the door.

Thinking of Anushka's words I check my phone and open my notifications

@ishankishan23 started following you. 2h

@yashasvijaiswal28 started following you. 2h

@abhisheksharma_4 started following you. 1h

@shubmangill started following you. 1m

I followed everyone back in a span of 10 seconds maximum.

But why was I smiling?
Why?

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