Chapter 27

It's been two days since I asked Sheroze to figure out what I meant, but I don't know how much more I can wait. My patience is wearing off, and I haven't been sleeping for two days. How much dense is he? If the whole house can tell I like him, why can't he? Don't he like me? This boy will make me go crazy. I shrugged these thoughts off and went to the kitchen to have a glass of water.

I found Sheroze sitting by the kitchen, typing away on his laptop. Why does he have to be there in the kitchen only when I want something from there? I thought. I walked past him towards the fridge, taking a look at him. Maybe he will notice me, but He didn't even look up from his laptop.

I took out a chilled bottle from the fridge, and my thoughts got better of me, and the bottle slipped from my hands and landed on my toe, making me yelp in pain.

"Oh, Shoot!! Ammi..."I yelped, and this got his attention, and he rushed to me in an instant.