Chapter : 9 , She’s mine

Past

"Walk quickly or we will miss the bus!!" Aditya was almost running fast and Adam was just laughing at him. He just didn't care about the bus.

They both came out of the hotel where most of the group were waiting, and exchanging pleasantries.

Seeing everyone still there, Aditya breathed a sigh of relief and stood in front of the bus with his hands on his knees.

"I had told you, we are not late"."Adam was still laughing at Aditya. The sun was shining brightly, so he took the cape out of his backpack and put it on. And at that moment, something hit his side and he heard the screech of a girl, with the sound of something falling with a thud.

Adam looked back, but before he could look at the ground, his eyes fell on the girl standing in front of him, who was laughing while looking at something on the ground. Just like the way he was laughing at Aditya a while ago. But there was a beautiful jingle in that laughter that went straight to his heart.

When he saw this beautiful girl dressed in a baby-pink cotton shirt and jeans, he was overwhelmed with this strange emotion, something entirely new for him.

Her innocent and beautiful face was so enchanting that it did not allow Adam to even blink eyes.

"Aayat, stop laughing and help me up!" The other girl, who was still sitting on the ground, spoke in an angry tone, bringing Adam back to earth, and when he looked at the ground, he found that it was not the thing, but a living girl. But after taking a look at her, Adam ignored her again and turned his full attention back to this innocent-looking girl.

"Hey"

Adam put on his special charming smile on his face, which all girls love, and extended his hand towards the girl standing in front of him, who had not yet noticed him.

But his voice. She finally looked at Adam in amazement at first, and for a while, she kept looking at him like that. But when noticing her dazed look, his smile deepened, the girl suddenly removed her eyes from Adam's face.

Seeing her cheeks turning pink all of a sudden, Adam wanted to pat his back, impressed by himself.

But before the girl could answer, they both looked at Aditya's voice, who didn't know when she had helped the other girl get up from the ground, or whether she had gotten up by herself.

But seeing them looking at each other with a meaningful gaze, And the color of their faces was telling that their hearts Also have met each other...

Adam looked at his girl again, who was also shocked and was watching this scene with astonishment.

"Hello, My name is Adam." Adam confidently introduced himself, deliberately

making his voice sound husky.

"So...?" The girl said in a disgusted tone to which Adam looked at her in surprise. Where did that shy girl go who was dazed after looking at his handsome face?

"So, you also introduce yourself," Adam said again, giving her his beautiful smile.

"Adam, meet her. This is Rabia, she is from Pakistan. And Rabia, this is Adam, my best friend."

Before the girl could say anything, Aditya introduced the other girl standing next to him. "

"And this?" When the girl in the pink suit didn't say anything, Adam also asked, pointing at the girl wearing a pink shirt.

"Oh! This is my best friend, Aayat, both of us and some of our classmates have come along. They're already on the bus." Rabia introduced Aayat to both of them, who was looking at her with disbelief and anger for telling these strangers her name.

But now that she had told them her name—Morally, she extended her hand to shake hands with Aditya, but when it was Adam's turn, the sound of the bus starting reminded the four of them that it was getting late.

And the bright smile on Adam's lips disappeared when Aayat, ignoring his outstretched hand, was the first to pick up her backpack and without sparing him a gaze walked towards the bus.

And Rabia, who was looking at Adam's hand, smiled, feeling embarrassed at her best friend's act. She nodded at both of them and headed after her. Aaditya also followed after her, leaving Adam alone standing there.

"She's mine," Adam said in a confident and deep voice, looking at Aayat who was getting on the bus with a smiling face.