Next day...
Dheer comes out of washroom... And saw Adrika is in arranging her books.
But what his eyes caught is her hair. She always ties her hair into a pony tail or bun. But today they are flowing down.
Dheer : Adrika...
Adrika looks at him : ji...
Dheer : you will go like this....??
Adrika : huh??
Dheer : its hot outside... You will get irritated with open hair.
Adrika's eyes gets wide and she looks away..
Dheer confused : Adrika??
Adrika removes her hair from her neck. Now he know why she left them open.
Adrika : Teena and Viaan will not stop teasing me if they see this.
Dheer chuckles and comes near her. And kisses on her mark.
Dheer : sorry... Next time i wont leave marks...
Her face turned red.
And he kisses on her lips.
Whole day Adrika was lost... Her stomach is tickling her...
Viaan and Teena kept asking her if she needs a doctor.
But who knows she needs her personal doctor mr. Prince charming.
Two days passed but he never touched her... Not because she said him not to touch her.... Just busy in his work.
Adrika sitting alone in classroom. Playing with her pen. Butterflies in her stomach never going away not even sleeping.
And Dheer also knew what is he doing to her. She is a curious cat. And now got curious about whole thing.
She calls Dheer...
Dheer : yeah Adrika tell me... Little busy...
Adrika frowns : ok will call you later...
Dheer : ok.. Ok wait... Tell me what happened... You fine??
Adrika frowns : yeah i am fine...
Dheer : then?? Any problem...
Before she could stop herself : you...
Dheer frowns : excuse me?? I am your problem??
Adrika gasps : s_sorry....
Dheer : now will you tell me??
Adrika : i... I dont know whats happening to me...
Dheer : now you are making me worried Adrika...
Adrika listens him talking to Monika...
Adrika frowns
Dheer: yeah... I am listening ...
Adrika : i can't concentrate on anything...
Dheer busy in his work : and why is that so...
Adrika : couldn't stop thinking about... About...
Dheer :about?? What??
Adrika : you....
Dheer froze.... Stopped working ...
Dheer clears his throat : Monika give me 5 minutes....
Monika : right sir..
She left..
