Chapter Fourteen
"So, did I make it to the list of one of your people?"✧ P R E E T ✧
"Preet.".
Three-month anniversary. The house party. Dance. Alcohol. First kiss.
"Preet."
Drunk. Vulnerable. Messed up. Throwing up. Bedroom. Kisses. Touches. Okay. No. Uncomfortable. Stop. I'm your boyfriend.
First boyfriend.
"Preet." My eyes opened with my body jerking a little and the trance broke when I felt Deven calling out my name.
"Hm?"
"We are here." Oh.
Passing him a slight nod I got out of the car without realising that the seat belt was holding me back. I tried to remove it multiple times but it was stuck there. My jaws tensed and my lips tightened, I clicked my tongue in annoyance.
"Should I help?" He asked me politely. I felt that he was looking at me but not finding the need to even turn my head, my reflex gave him a curt reply.
"I don't want anyone's help."
I can help myself. Can you?
I pressed the buckle harshly this time and luckily when It opened this time, I was out of the car in no time.
"I'll park the car-" I was inside the elevator by this time. I just want to go home to my mother, hug her tightly and tell her everything. The two minutes in the elevator felt like hours where the closed walls made me more anxious, it finally got to Deven's floor. I opened the door and as soon as I subconsciously turned to get keys from my handbag, I noticed it was missing.
I sat on the stairs holding my head in my hands and ran my hands to my hair in irritation. My scalp still hurts because of the way that man pulled me. And so does the back of my head.
Idiot. Disgusting. Piece of shit. Useless. Fucker.
Five minutes later, I heard the noise of the elevator opening. It was Deven with a crease of stress dancing on his forehead and his eyes softening as soon as he saw me. My heels which he was holding in his one hand made me remember I left them in the car and walked barefoot till here.
He was going to come towards me until I ordered.
"Open the door."
He followed it in one go and I rushed into his house when the door opened while he was waiting for me to get in. "Let's eat dinner first,"
"Aap khalo. I'm not hungry." I kept walking without turning.
"No, we are going to eat it together." He tugged my wrist and I turned around to match his eye level and spoke while looking right into his eyes.
"Do you realise that we are not actually husband and wife? Stop acting like you're my husband." He immediately loosened his grip but his hand was still in the same position.
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When Our Stars Collided
RomanceBook #2 of the Star Series. ✧ When fate, or one single lie lands her up in her brother's bestfriend's apartment, Preet Randhawa has no other option but to move in with him, become his roommate behind the four walls. But the photo frame hanging on t...