12| Not Just A Mere Crush

Started writing on 10th June 2020.

Completed on 14th June 2020.

Word count : 2759 words

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- D I V Y A -

He said he'll show me how a pervert is like.

What?

But why am I acting like a woman feared by her husband? I'm today's confident girl. I can't stop because of his pervert threats.

Divya, you couldn't be scared by this man. He was a zero scorer and a poor student. Why was I sensing a different kind of feeling?

He neared the space between us and our faces were just an inch away. Anytime now I could lose my FIRST KISS! And bang! He shouted and got back in a jerk. I opened my eyes and looked at him, who was blowing his finger. Poor soul he is to get burned by a fire-hot utensil.

I couldn't control myself from laughing on his behavior. All the time he tries to act like a strong and mature man. But now, he was nothing but a dog who was jumping around because someone stepped on his tail.

When I saw him the last time, nine years ago he was a moderate-height thin boy. Infact his height was a centimetre shorter than me. But, when I saw him for the first time in company, he was taller than before; extremely tall and muscular too.

I haven't touched him like that but it could easily be seen through his sleeves and his biceps, that he had build up his body.

And how can someone grow up this much. I mean around nine inches after the age of seventeen. He must have had drank a lot of Complan to grow this tall.

"Karma!" I mocked him and turned to my dough.

"What? You're taunting me instead of applying medicine." He said in a hurry.

"Seeing you crying in pain soothes my mind. Plus, stop being a crybaby. I think you're not strong enough to bear such a small pain."

"For your kind information, I'm pretty strong and not a crybaby."

"Everyone knows who is what. Crybaby!" I murmured under my breath and rolled my eyes.

"What?" He asked while applying soothing gel on his fingers.

"Nothing. I said you're looking very handsome while applying that cream. Keep it up."

"Who looks handsome in this type of situation?" He asked, still being busy in rubbing the cream on his fingers. "Wait! This means, you're accepting that I'm handsome, hot and irresistable?"

"I just said a single word and you're making tons of assumptions out of it. Pretty well, man. You can even live alone by making yourself believe that you're this and that."

I really hate people who brag about themselves.

"You won't accept but have a thought about it."

What is he talking about?

"About what?"

"Take a deep breathe. Inhale. Exhale." He said and I followed his instructions as if he was a spiritual teacher. "Now, ask it from your soul. What do you feel? I know you won't say it. But I also know that you're head over heels for me and dream about me. Trust me, I won't make fun of you even if you say it." He said with a smirk while looking straight into my eyes.

It rarely took me a second to understand what he meant. "You maniac! How could you even think that I would like you? Only in your dreams." I shouted in irritation.

This man would be killed by me.

Only me!

"Have a look at your face. You look like a fat red pig." He taunted and I widened my eyes. Red pig?!

"For your kind information, pigs are not red." I spoke.

"Ok madam! But you've agree that you're a pig." He chuckled. My anger was on another level, on the highest level. I took the rolling pin and ran before him to teach him a lesson. He thinks so cool of himself and in his eyes others are a fool.

I'll kill this man.

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- A Y A A N -

All these women my life are same - over confident and violent. Who'll save me?

"Ayaan, how are you man?" Shrey entered inside my room and called me out. This was the first time he came at my workplace. He's too busy in his own company nowadays.

"Fine. What brought you here?"

"I'm here to meet my close friend. Do you have any issue?" He asked making fake expressions.

"No. I have no problem. You can visit whenever you want to."

"Well, Ayaan, I want to know about a girl. Would you help me?"

"So what should I do? Should I play the role of matchmaker and find someone for you?" I asked as he made his stupid demand. He was a playboy and if he got interest in any girl, he would run after her until she says yes.

"She works in your company. And you won't believe when I say it, she took my heart at first sight. She's so kind, and what more to say, I don't know?" He said and kept his hand over his chest, near heart.

"Hey! Don't drag women from my company in your stupid affairs. Don't spread your playboy shadow here." I spoke. I didn't want him to make girlfriends in my company. He was used to making girlfriends for a short-term basis. Commitment is not his cup of tea!

"I swear it's not like my previous relationships. This is different. It's not lust, it's something more than that. She's different from the girls I've met. I want her to be my girlfriend." He said being lost in his thoughts and I almost spilt my coffee.

A playboy is serious about a girl and wants to settle with her?

"I want to know every detail about her. Tell me everything about her." He demanded slapping my table.

"Do you know her name?"

"No."

"No?! You don't even know her name? Then, how are you so sure about spending your whole life with her?"

"I don't know about whole life, but I'm sure she's the one now. Give me your computer, I want to see her resume." He demanded and walked to my side. My computer had all the details about each and every employee.

"What are you doing?" I shouted when he nearly jumped over my computer screen and starting opening the employee's files.

"Be quite, let me check everything about her." He said and started scrolling down the screen.

"But there are thousands of workers in this branch. Are you going to find her like this, one by one scrolling?"

"Be quite and let me find her." He said and engulfed himself in my computer screen while sitting on the side of my chair. Just in the moment, the door of my room opened and I saw Divya standing at the entrance.

"I... I just came to gi... give this file. Sorry." She stammered while looking towards me and ran away, not before closing the door.

Why did she run like this?

What happened?

"It's suffocating. Just let me stand from my chair or you get up." I said but he ignored me as if I was not present there.

"Found!" He shouted in a heart filled voice after sitting on my knees for almost twenty minutes. I looked at her and she was none other than Divya's subordinate Diya!

"But, Shrey, you shouldn't play with her. She won't open to anyone. Just leave the innocent soul and pick someone else for your entertainment." I suggested him. In this one-and-a-half-month I've known everyone in my company and their personality.

"I'm not playing this time. I really like her and it's not just a mere crush, it's love."

Is he mad?

How can you love someone just after seeing her for a moment. You don't even know anything about her. Love at first sight is just a saying. It can rarely happen! It happens only in movies. In real life, it's just infatuation, not love.

"I'm going." He got up in a hurry and I sighed as I felt my legs alive.

"Where?"

"To meet her."

This man is really insane!

I wonder how he'll get her.

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- S H R E Y -

The first time I saw her was three weeks ago. And my lady was successful in fluttering my heart. Incredible she is!

That morning, after waking up from a terrible hangover, I went out for jogging. And dude, the timing was so auspicious! When I heard a child crying, I paced towards the area and saw him surrounded by other kids.

The boy was injured and crying loudly. While a girl of nearly my age was sitting on her knees and was washing his wound and applying antiseptic on it. The boy wailed on top of his voice but stopped his screaming when she gave him a chocolate, with a smile.

And that smile was enough to woo me!

Her smile was unique.

Unique on a rate that I've never seen someone like her. Neither in India, nor in US.

She was different from what I imagined girls to be. The girls I'd seen are all beautiful but they couldn't handle kids. They would rather die than playing with them.

Maybe Natasha is right when she says that- 'Not all girls are greedy for attention. Some just want love and time.'

And my whole day went happily.

Coming back to the present, I was driving to my bestfriend Ayaan's company to have some conversation with him. He acquired his company from his dad and became the CEO just a month-and-half ago.

Although he's a year younger than me, we were in the same batch in our graduating years. He was the first friend I made when I went to study in States.

We have almost everything similar. But, one thing that's differentiates us is, he's a virgin baby and I am not!

As I stepped out of my car, I could see a group of ladies staring me, or better, drooling over me. I know I am handsome!

But I'm single since last two months.

Or better, I was always single. I was never into commitments. I just couldn't go through it. Handling women is tiring and a headache. That's why I always clear my motive to them in the beginning.

I looked towards the women who were ogling me and gave them a signature smile. While walking towards the elevator, I bumped into someone.

I quickly bent down to pick up the papers which were in her hands a moment ago. When my gaze went towards her, I saw the familiar but most beautiful face I had ever seen in my life.

I am done with this life!

No! I don't want to die.

I want to live with her.

I was about to say hi to her, but before I could, she said sorry and walked away. Who is she? She didn't even give me any type of attention or signs like others! I want to know more about her.

But then, I don't even know her name!

Such an unfortunate man I am!

I walked in the lift and thought about her all the way. I quickly walked into Ayaan's office and asked him about her. He gave me a warning regarding this relationship. He said that she's an introvert and rarely talks with anyone. She isn't open to anyone in this company.

Her name is Diya.

I really like her and it's not just a mere crush.

It's more than that!

I love her and I'm going to court her no matter what. She'll be my girlfriend for sure. I want to run behind her and court her. I'll make her mine.

Running out, I ran to Divya, Ayaan's wife. Only she could play the role of cupid in our relationship as she was Diya's senior. She would be knowing a lot about her. I want to know everything about her. "Divya!" I dashed into her room.

"Come in." She said, thinking of me as God knows whom. She lifted her head and saw me, "Shrey, you're here? Do you need anything?"

"I need your help. Please dont say no. Only you can help me." I said in a single breath.

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- D I V Y A -

I was checking the finances of our group and its new project regarding the new fashion trends. Ayaan told me to show him the file after its half completion. So, I went there and what I saw in the room was unbelievable.

TRULY UNBELIEVABLE !

Ayaan's friend Shrey was sitting on his lap and they both were watching something on computer screen. They can watch anything that want, but what's the need to sit on each other's lap. So gross! If they want to do any romance, can't they just do it in other place. Why office?

I ran out as fast as I could from there, not to disturb them.

So, that's the reason Ayaan never had any girlfriend in school. I should have known! This marriage must've had caused a gap between their relationship.

I think no.

He must have married me to show the world that he's straight.

But what's wrong in this? They should accept their reality and be proud of it.

I should help them.

I came back to my room in a hurry and diverted my mind towards my work. Around ten minutes later I heard someone calling my name out. I lifted my head up when I didn't hear any voice and saw Shrey coming towards the table.

"I need your help. Please dont say no. Only you can help me." He said in a hurry while breathing heavily.

"Alright. First have your seat and drink some water." I said and he nodded while sitting on the chair. "What happened? Is everything alright?"

"No, it's not. I want you to help me pursue someone." He said. Wasn't that someone Ayaan? They both were together, then why was he asking me to help him in pursuing him?

"Okay."

"Thank you very much.... bhabhi."

"Bhabhi?" I asked awkwardly and he nodded. "Please don't call me by these names. My name Divya is good enough. Please use that or I won't be helping you."

"Okay okay bha... Divya. Please help me to pursue Diya." He pleaded. Diya? Was he sure, or he had mispelled the name?

"Are you sure the name is Diya?"

"Yeah. Her name is Diya and she's your accountant. Please tell me everything about her."

Is he a moron or what?

He was Ayaan's friend, so he must be a moron too. Only a moron befriends with other moron. That girl doesn't even talk to anyone if the matter is not related to work. In one word, she's an introvert. Even I don't know everything about her.

What should I do and how would I help him?

Wait!

This means that they not gays.

Shrey is not a gay.

Ayaan is not a gay!

"Listen, man! I know you're a playboy and she's not your type at all. I know your one day policy in dating. Please leave her and don't destroy her life."

"I'm serious this time. Can you introduce me to her?"

"I thought guys like you are good in approaching girls but now you're asking me to help you?" I asked and he shook his head in positive.

"All the girls I've met are nothing like her. She's different from everyone. That's the reason I want to take every step carefully."

"Okay. I'll help you. But I need some time to know everything about her." I said and he nodded.

"I'll try my tactics till then. But please be fast." He said and ran out in a jiffy.

What would I ask to Diya?

And would she say?

Oh God!

I called Diya in my room and asked her for a coffee. That's the only thing I could do to know more about her. She was reluctant at first but agreed after my constant asking.

We went in company's cafeteria to relax and I started my mission. "Diya, you live here alone?" I asked her while sipping my mocha.

"Hmm."

Humming is Diya's habit.

"Oh! Well, Diya, don't you have friends? I mean I rarely see you talking to anyone." I asked her openly like a friend and she nodded.

"Actually, people don't like my nature."

"What?" I asked and she nodded.

"Yes. Everyone in my school always thought that I'm boring and can't do anything. They called me nerd, stupid, boring and bullied me." She said. I clearly saw a drop of tear near the ends of her eyes.

She's not responsible for her nature. People made her like that. She had low self-esteem. They should've helped her and supported her instead of making fun out of her.

"It's alright. You don't have to think about what others say. Everyone has to say something or other. But it's we who have to decide what we are. We can't stop them and their sayings but atleast we can pretend not to hear them." I said. She was on the verge of crying.

I have never met a person dealing with self depreciation. I don't know what she has dealt with, but I know that she's broken from inside.

"You know that man." I pointed towards a man standing downstairs talking to someone. She nodded in negative.

"Everyone called him nerd, bookworm, low battery, old uncle with spectacles and what not, but see here he is now. He's a manager in hotel department."

"How do you know this?" She asked while wiping her tears.

"He was my senior in school." I said and showed her my thin smile. "I've seen students making fun of him but what could I do? I was just a junior. But, see him now. Who would say he was shy and quite in his school years." I said innocently with a pout.

She smiled, and this time it was her genuine smile.

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TIED TOGETHER BY LOVE 💍

Precap : She likes Mr Doctor

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