If You Were Here

39

---Priya's POV---

Stupid having to work overtime. I had to take a cab to work today because my car broke down. And there's nobody at this time of night.

Someone honked causing me to jump.

"Need a ride?" Waqas asked.

"Sure,"I said.

I was telling him the way to my apartment but he was not listening.

"What the heck? This is not fair,"I complained.

He parked at his house to my suprise.

"What the heck?" I asked.

"Come on,"he said.

Might as well.

"How long til you drop me back?" I asked.

"Where?" He asked.

"Home,"I said in a duh tone.

"You are home,"he said putting his arms around me.

"What're you doing?" I asked.

"Nothing,"he said.

"Can I go then?" I asked.

"You should tell the person who takes care of those apartments that you won't be needing yours anymore,"he said.

"You want me to be homeless?" I asked.

"No. You'll stay here. Priya, please stay nah," he said.

"Fine," I said.

"Wwwoo!!" He cheered.

"Priya, I'm so sorry for everything,"he said a second later.

"Stop apologizing," I said mimicking him.

He laughed at that.

"I love you so much,"he said.

"And thanks to the guys I know you do to,"he added.

"Shut up," I said.

"So you don't?" He asked.

"Maybe I do and I don't ,"I said.

"You do,"he said kissing me.

"See,"he said pulling back.

"I hate you," I said.

"I love you too,"he said.