JUST FRIENDS //Abhishek Sharma Fanfiction//

3. Arrogant hot guy

Urvashi's POV-

We were finally up in Mithu's room.

Now you might be thinking why Mithali has a room in their house, yeah?

Mithali's parents died in a plane crash when she was 6 years old. Since then she lived with Komal di's family.

Mithu's bed was very large for all of us to sleep freely.

"Hey, Vashi! Do you remember the last time we came here you wanted to check out the room beside mine, but it was locked?" Mithu reminded me.

My eyes sparked in excitement.

"Yes! Yes! Can we go check it out now? I wonder why it was locked back then. Is it open now?" I asked her curiously.

She had a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"Yeah, it's open. Guys want to come?" She asked them, standing up from her seat.

The two of them agreed to come.

"So, are we just going to stand out?" I asked them.

We were standing in front of the door now, not knowing what to do.

"Go in." Mithu stated.

"What if there's MJ's ghost in there? It might get into me and have me do those stunning moves which he does, but obviously I'll look like a fool doing it. And-" She cut my blabbering by opening the door, pushing me in, and shuting the door.

So, they aren't coming in?

"Why am I the only one in here?" I asked facing the door.

They just laughed.

Wow. I got nice friends, I know.

"I swear Mithali Sharma, if I see a ghost in here, I'll haunt you down with that ghost." I threatened.

To which, ladies and gentlemen, they laughed more.

Just as I was about to say something I heard a door opening.

Okay, this is freaking me out. I'm not looking back.

"Mithali, open the door! I'm telling you if I see Michael's ghost in here-" I was cut off.

"You'll just see me in here." Said a voice.

"MITHALI THAT GHOST SPOKE! OPEN THE DOOR I'LL START CRYING!" I banged on the door.

"Woah. Chill, Vashi. It's just me, Abhay." I heard his voice.

I turned around to see Abhishek walking towards me.

"Why're you in here?" I whined.

"Because.... it's my room?"

"WHAT?"

"Why're you in here?" He smirked, emphasising on 'you'.

Arrogant hot guy.

"Because your lovely cousin pushed me in here." I gave him a sarcastic smile.

He chuckled while giving me a nod.

"Mithali, open?" I pleaded.

"Nah." Her answer was short.

"Fine!" I hissed and went to sit on the bed.

"Yeah, make yourself comfortable." Abhishek said, with an eye roll.

"What am I going to do in here?" I asked him, very much annoyed by the stunt played by Mithali.

"What do you want to do?" He suggestively asked, coming closer.

I stood right in front of him now. My face challenging his arrogant hot guy face.

"I don't like you." I glared at him.

"Sorry, the feeling isn't mutual." He said, clearly annoying me.

Abhishek's POV-

She clearly got annoyed by my statement and I enjoyed the sight.

"I'm just gonna jump off the window." She muttered to herself.

"I don't think you'll fit in there." I teased her.

She was very fit. And, I might add, hot too.

She rolled her eyes at me.

"Arrogant hot guy." She muttered under her breath, but I could hear it.

"The one and only, princess." I winked at her. I knew this would annoy her.

"Then you better conduct a census." She rolled her eyes again.

"You know, your eyes might just come out of the socket if you don't stop rolling them." I joked.

"Atleast I wouldn't have to see you." She glared at me.

I chuckled at her.

She was about to say something when the door flung open.

"Having a nice time there?" Mithu wiggled her eyebrows at us.

"You opened at the right time. Otherwise, he would've had a black eye by now." Vashi glared at me before walking out.

"It was nice to meet you too." I said, rolling my eyes.

Mithali chuckled at my statement.

"Neighbours are coming home tonight. Get ready." She smiled at me and left.

Let's get ready.

Urvashi's POV-

I was currently speaking to Mithali about the IPL auctions- yes, we do speak about that- when I suddenly saw dadi entering the house.

"Sexy!" I squealed.

I ran towards her and engulfed her in a hug.

"Hottie!" Dadi said while hugging me back.

Yes, this is what we call each other. Don't judge.

"Kaise ho aap?" I asked her after I touched her feet.

"Jeeti reh puttar. Main theek hu, tu kaisi hai? " Dadi replied, while sitting on the couch.

"Ek dum badiya!" I smiled at her.

"Tabiyat kaisi hai aapki?"

"Arre beta, tu kyu tension leti hai. Kuch nahi hua hai mujhe." She replied with a genuine smile and kissed me on the cheek.

"Itni jaldi bhool gayi dadi?" The arrogant hot guy asked dadi, sitting on her other side.

I rolled my eyes at him.

Dadi laughed and kissed him on the cheek too.

"Tum dono toh mile hi honge, hai na?" She asked us.

We both nodded our heads.

"We met in the morning and immediately clicked. We've become pretty close." Abhishek smirked at me.

"Yeah, we're JUST FRIENDS." I added, glaring at him.

"Acha hai. Both of you carry on, I'll meet others." Saying this, she left me alone with the arrogant hot guy.

It was then I took his outfit in account.

He wore a pair of denim jeans, with a button down white shirt.

Arrogant VERY hot guy.

"Done checking me out?" He smirked.

"You know, you-" I pointed at him. "should shut up." I glared at him.

"Thanks. You look great yourself." He said rolling his eyes.

I was wearing a yellow kurti.

It was cute.

"I know." I stuck out my tongue at him.

"Abhay!" Mithu called him.

"See you later."

He winked at me and left.

Arrogant hot guy.