❝I loved you, before you even looked at me.❞
Kriti's P.O.V
I was sleeping peacefully until the alarm clock started banging on my head.
Ugh, I want to throw it out & sleep. But, obviously I can't. So, I push myself from the bed & drag my body to the bathroom.
I freshen up & then quickly dress up because I am clearly late for work, & I hate to be late. I go down & grab myself a toast & leave with it, in my mouth.
Kriti's Oufit:
My office is just walking distance from my home & there's a Starbucks on the way as well. So, I grab a Coffee for myself & as soon as I started leaving the shop, someone bumped into me & I, accidentally, spilled the coffee on the person's shirt."Fuck" I shouted & looked at that guy. He looked kinda hot & he had the sharpest jawline, I must add. But that's not the main thing. I felt as if I have seen him somewhere, maybe he's a model or something.
The person's outfit:
"Can't you fucking see?!" the guy yelled & I came out of my trance."Excuse me?! You bumped into me." I yelled back & he was a bit taken aback by my reaction & I have no idea why.
"I bumped into you?! Don't you think I have a lot of other things to do." he again yelled.
"Whatever" I muttered & rolled my eyes & started walking towards my office. I just took a couple of steps, until I felt a hand pulling me behind. I immediately turned back. And, it was the same guy.
"Where do you think you're going?" he asked tightening his grip on my hand. I freed my hand off of his.
"And why should I tell you that, Mr. Whatever your name is?" I asked & I think I sounded a bit annoyed, because I was annoyed as fuck.
"Naman." he said
"Huh?" I asked in the state of sheer confusion.
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