48 : Not a Pervert

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The gang laughed at my grumbling face but then we moved to the backyard

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The gang laughed at my grumbling face but then we moved to the backyard.

We were lounging around, talking about everything and anything.

I was in a happier mood today, compared to the other days, and the reason is quite obvious.

𝑴𝒚 𝑯𝒂𝒂𝒏𝒔

We all get together every day in my backyard, since it is our unofficial hanging out spot, and talk or just lounge together.

Since our classes this semester are arranged in such a weird way that we can't ever hang out on campus.
So we decided to meet here because we need our daily dose of stupidity.

Haans hasn't been in any of these from the day it started, about a week ago.
So it is obvious to say that I haven't been a great friend, yet again, but I'm trying.

We heard a roar of a bike.

" Must be our Pizza "
I said getting up

" Yeah. That's what a delivery guy rides. A sports bike. "
Viki said sarcastically.

" How do you even know it's a sports bike? "
Piku asked

" Oh come on. I know bikes. It's definitely a sports bike, and it is definitely a Ducati.
Probably Ducati Panigale V4. "
He said, smugly.

" Ok guys. He has always been right. Let me go and pay the poor delivery guy, who's waiting for us. "
I said and headed toward the street.

I could hear them fighting.
Children.

I was looking at the bike, and it did look like a sports bike.
But whose bike is this?

And where's the damn pizza?

I saw something move in my peripheral vision and whipped my head in surprise.

But I was shocked when I saw the person.

It was Zayn.

How the hell did he know my address?
And what is he doing here?

Is he stalking me?
Did I make a mistake by talking to him?
I mean I didn't feel any creepy vibe from him, but this is unacceptable.

I was scared.

He hastily shook his head and rushed toward me with his hand held out.

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