Part7
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Myra's POV..
"Now it's time to dance," said Jayant Uncle.
"Zain, go and ask Myra for a dance." Why Mihika Aunty, why don't I want to dance with him?
He, being an obedient mamma's boy, came to me and asked me for a dance. Oh, okay, listen, there was no sweetness in his voice. He is just an arrogant jerkass.
"Aahaa Mr. Kapoor I have a better dance partner, "I replied, and went to see Dad. "
I asked, raising my hand. "Dad, may I have the pleasure of dancing with you?"
"Why not, beautiful lady?" He placed his hand on mine and the other on my shoulder and we started dancing.
I glanced at my arrogant patidev, who was huffing like a mad bull as he was getting angry... come on, he is so self-obsessed. How could he think that I would dance with him after what he did with my new car?
He freaking broke the headlights of my new baby.
"You also broke the headlight of his car," my heart screamed, which I royally ignored.
"See there, Myra," dad pointed out, widening my eyes; that jerk is dancing with my mother... how dare he?
"Princess, are you getting jealous because he is dancing with your mom?" the dad asked.
Jealous huh? No, no, I am not jealous. He can dance with any chick. I don't have any problems, but why my mom?
"Of course not, dad, because I'm dancing with the most handsome boy on the planet," he said as he patted my head.
I looked around to find Rishabh dancing with Mihika Aunty and Jayant Uncle Diya; all the couples are mismatched here, but it's cute... except that ass is dancing with my mom.
"It's time to change the partners and get back into the matched partners," the host announced, changing the song. Damn, it's one of my favourite songs.
Ed Sheeran's perfect.
(You should listen to this song once, because the lyrics and the song are just perfect.)
We changed the partners and now I have to dance with an arrogant ass..
He clutched my wrist tightly, pulling me close.
I am enjoying the song, humming softly and forcing myself to dance with him. My left hand was entwined with his right one, and my right hand was on his shoulder while his left hand was on my waist, which gave some jittery feelings.
I looked up at his face, and I don't know why, but I wanted to punch his handsome face.
Handsome? Umm he is anyway..
He twirled me around and pulled me with such force that my back touched his, sending shivers down my spine.
I see my future in your eyes.
The song is so perfect and lovable like the title itself, and here we are not a lovable couple freakkk, we aren't even a couple, or maybe we are, we just wanted to fight.. and this song doesn't even match a little bit of us..
I excused myself and went outside to get some fresh air.
I sat on the bench, holding my head.
Why God, why did you choose that jerkass for me? After a few minutes, my phone rang. I took out my phone from my sling bag to find it's mom's number.
I don't want to talk with anyone still I picked up the call unwillingly. "Yeah, mom?"
"Where are you, doll?" Mom asked.
I sighed and replied, "I am outside mom."
"What are you doing outside, huh?" "Come inside, your in-laws are looking for you." My anger rose.
"What the f**k is your problem, mom? For God's sake, let me breathe peacefully for a little while longer. " I hung up without even listening to her.
Why is everything happening in a rush ? Why can't they give me some time to accept all this? I just turned 20 and now this engagement drama with my to-be jerkass husband is starting.
Urghhh I shouldn't have shouted at Mom like that. I sighed and stood up and wiped my tears. I looked at my phone with the help of the front camera. I set my hair a little and plastered a fake smile on my face and started walking, only to be bumped with something hard and my new phone fell down. I kneeled to pick up my phone.
"You just love to bump with me, don't you?" I heard the voice and my anger rose because the voice belonged to my arrogant jerkass husband, Zain Kapoor.
I gritted my teeth. "No, you actually like to bump with me."
"It was you who just happened to run into me," he insisted.
"Were you walking with closed eyes?" I shouted.
"Why the hell are you shouting?" he said, glaring at me.
"I don't want to talk to you," I said, stomping my feet.
"Even I am not dying to talk to you," he said, much to my annoyance.
I said and was about to leave, but because of my high heels, my leg got twisted and I just shut my eyes tightly. God, I don't want to fall. Please save me, please. I will share my chocolates with you, please God.
Wait, wait, wait.. I think this world just stopped because I didn't fall, and my virgin butt didn't kiss the floor. Okay, wait, there is a clutch on my waist, oh my! Is this some ghost holding me close? I think I should open my eyes. I opened my eyes and found that Jerkass was holding me.
"What are you doing holding me?" "Leave me now," he smirked, still holding me.
"I said, jerkass, leave me alone," I said.I shouted this time.
"You sure?" He asked why in the hell he was smirking?
"Yess, just f*****g leave me," I scowled, and the next thing I knew, my butt kissed the floor."Oh my God," I writhed in agony, aah my butt hurts as I fall flat.
"How dare you!" I shouted.
I just stared at him.
Wait wait.
He called me Mrs. How dare he?
I got up and yelled, "How dare you call me wifey, huh?"
In a blink, he pulled me with a jerk by clutching my waist, making my eyes widen. Before leaving, he took my left hand in his and kissed the ring finger on my left hand, where the engagement ring was, while I roo
ted.
What the hell has just happened?
to be continued.
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