Living My Fantasy

93. Plans

Happy Birthday To You! Happy Birthday To You! Happy Birthday Dear Sanam! Happy Birthday To You!!!!! ❤️🐒❤️

Let's celebrate his birthday with an update! 😁❤️

Warisha's POV

"Array! Sanam! Sanam, suno toh..!" I called upon him as he literally raced down the stairs with me following him.

"Sanam! Ruko na! Sanammm!!!!"

Completely useless! Yeh nahi rukne Wala. Ab ek hi raasta bacha hai.

"Ouch..ouch..ouch!" I sat down on stair holding my ankle.

He turned back, "Warisha..?!" He panicked. "Kya hua?" He quickly climbed up on the stairs.

Got you, Mr. Puri! I mentally smirked while I acted to wince in pain.

"Warisha, Kya hua?" He came and sat down a step lower to me and tried to take a look at my foot. "Lag gayi? Sprain to nahi aaya? Kyu bhaag rahi this aise?" He was asking this and some other questions. He met my eyes, "Ab bologi bhi Kyu bhaagi? Kaha lagi?"

"Kyu bhaagi aise Puch rahe Jo pata nahi!" I whined. I slapped his hands away, "And haha bhi lagi, Tumhe usse Kya Matlab?! Jaa rahe the na.. jaao na phir! Kyu aaye?"

"Don't be childish, Warisha! Bolo kaha lagi?"

"I'm being childish?! I'm beING CHILDISH?!" I pointed myself and the keeping my forefinger on chest I countered, "Aur TUM JO AISE BACCHO KI TARAH WAHA SE AAGAYE WOH CHILDISH NAHI HAI?!"

"Sunai de raha hai kaun baccha hai." He smiled sarcastically, hinting towards the childish raise in my voice. "Ab batao kaha lagi hai?"

"Kahi nahi lagi!" I barked pushing him away, "Hato tum." I got up and faked to stumble because of my 'injury'.

"Warisha!" He quickly snaked his arm around my waist and held my hand with other. "Wapas girna hai Tumhe? Puch raha kaha lagi hai but nahi! Madam ko to baccho jaise nakhre Karne hai."

My jaws hung open after hearing his ranting, "Are you serious, Sanam? Ek to mujhe TUMHARE wajah se lagi aur tum MUJHE hi sunaye jaaye rahe ho?" I complained.

"Suna raha hu?" He scrunched his eyebrows, "kab se puch raha hu, kaha lagi-kaha lagi.. woh nahi suna Tumhe? Aur mere wajah se lagi?" He bobbed his head. "Maine bola mere peeche aane ke liye? Maine bola geerne ke liye? Bolo?"

I made a crying pout, "haa! Meri hi galti hai. Nai aana tha tumhare peeche! Galti hogayi, maaf kardo!"

"You're such a drama queen, Warisha." He shook his head heaving a sigh.

"Haa, haa." I mocked, "Drama queen main hu aur upar terrace mein you needed to create the drama."

"I created drama?" I asked offended, "I created the drama?"

I nodded childishly carrying a smile to annoy him more.

"Tumhe toh..!" He said under his breath and scoped me in his arms.

"Sanam! Kya Kar rahe ho?" I shrieked. "Sanam!!"

He completely ignored me as always and started walking towards my room.

"Sanammm!!! Tum kabhi Meri koi baat sunte Kyu nahi?! Kya Kar rahe ho?! Utaaro mujhe!" I struggled.

"Like you said- Drama Kar raha hu." He flashed his fake-st smile.

"Ya Allah! Kabhi to Meri baat sunloooo naaaaaa..!!!" I wined.

He put me on a chair in my room and bent down to match my eye level. "Main tumhari
har baat Sunu? Aur tum Meri na suno."