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6. The One with the Stalker

Chapter 6: The One with the Stalker

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San2045

2018

After everything was done. That is I completed my last class I decided to go back home. It was a very long day.

It was a good lecture though. I can still remember the cheerful smile of that professor who taught us.

When I taught of taking the creative writing, I never thought that there would be so many people in the class. Not only that but also the fact that everyone in the class were active and easy going.

Also I met a sweet girl in the class. Ari. She was actually from New York and the only who seemed like the kind of person who you could just sit and admire what they are like.

I wanted her to meet my rest of friends but unfortunately she had other classes after her creative writing so I parted with her with the promise of meeting her tomorrow.

I smiled as soon as I spotted the parking lot. It was not the most amazing one out there but it was just here. I looked around to spot my car, it was very difficult because of the number of cars parked around there.

It was such a long walk there. My legs hurt and I was sure as hell taking a nice warm bath as soon as I get home. The thought of relaxing my muscles while playing a calm music along with the bath bombs sounds enticing.

As soon as I stepped inside the parking area I gasped looking at the Porsche. The same model as mine parked beside mine.

Who even has this? I stood there gawking at the same model of Porsche beside mine just when I heard the sound of footsteps from behind me.

I turned back and a flush tinted my cheeks that it may have not looked good with me standing in the middle of parking staring at some car and day dreaming. I was probably looking like some creep.

As soon as I saw who it was my face morphed into frown. What was he doing here? I couldn't catch a break from him now, can I?

"Stalking me now sweetheart?" He drawled out, with that prominent smirk on his face. I rolled my eyes. Just before I could say anything to him he shook his head and was now standing in front of me.

"I usually have that effect on girls" He said with a self satisfactied smirk playing at the corner of lips.

I heard his voice, that same deep voice. And the way he was standing, as if he was in power and he held that aura. I also noticed his clothes. He had different clothes on, not the same one he was wearing in the morning.

I noticed his dark blue shorts, the way they clung on him and exposed his legs and reached till his knees. My eyes trailed to his sleeveless blue shirt with white strips on it. He looked like those Calvin Klien models. I bet he would easily get that contract.

I gulped looking at his body, his arms were muscular and also noticed how they flexed as his arms crossed against his chest and they were also wet. He didn't look as sweaty as his clothes looked. Just then I realized that he must have been playing on that ground with the team.

I had seen them on the ground while walking towards the parking lot but didn't realise that it must be him amongst them.

Just then it registers me that he was still stating at me, waiting for me to answer his question.

Wait did he just call me a Stalker? If anything, Sanyukta Aggarwal is not a stalker. Hell no. He is one arrogant piece. How dare he even do that?

He was smirking looking at me. What did he even think of himself? Was I some girl who would fall on his feet? Well if he thinks I am some naive girl not able to fight his stupid male ego then he has another thing coming. I crossed my arms against my chest and looked at him with a glint in my eyes.

"Don't you get suffocated with your cockiness" I gave him a fake smile. He grinned looking at me.

"In fact that is what girls love most about me sweetheart" He answered with a grin pulling at the corner of his lips.

"Okay what would you take to get out of my face, jerk?" I said angrily glaring at him. It was not something I liked, someone talking to me like I didn't matter.

Also I had to get back home or my mum was going to call again and I don't want to answer her and lie again. There's only so many times you can lie and get away.

His smirk disappeared and there was something in his eyes I couldn't figure it out. He walked forward covering the distance between us and standing close to me. He leaned down towards me and I suddenly took a step back and glared at him. I don't like when people invade my personal space. It mattered to me the most.

"Jerk? It's Randhir for you sweetheart" He shook his head again and stood still. But the last word didn't hold a mocking tone like he used to do before. That surprised me a bit.

There he goes again calling me with an endearment. I think I'm going to snap harder if he keeps on calling me like that. Like he had a interest in me.

I couldn't ignore the fact that he looked at me like he wanted to undress me here itself, those eyes raked through my body as if he was mentally imagining my body pinned under his. I couldn't even tolerate his dark gaze on me not while thinking the same.

I hate to admit that but he was attractive and I would definitely not mind squirming under his body.

"Stop calling me that" I said with a gritted tone and I saw a flash of confusion on his face so I cleared it up for him.

"With that...endearment" I completed and I noted that he didn't even flinch a bit and he kept looking at me with a smug face. I glared back at him totally angry at my new nick name that he had given me.

"Aww and here I was thinking you will love the name." He sighed with a sad pout on his face. For a moment I thought I'd believing him, that look but then he mockingly raised his head and put a palm on his chest.

"You wound me" I laughed throwing by head back and nailed with a smirk.

"Glad I could do something for you" I patted his chest, the one where he had placed his hand mockingly and tried to tease me with.

"And I would like to properly thank you for that, if you allow that is." He started at me with a dark look on his face and I tried to peel my eyes away from his face but it was difficult to do.

"Stop that..." I said with a deep breath and he chuckled, a deep rich one which made my toes curl at that.

"I'm not even doing anything." He said giving me an innocent smile. I exhaled loudly. It was so frustrating to talk to him when I all I wanted to do was go back home and lie down.

Anywhere but here because I was this close to losing it.

"Aghh you're driving me crazy" I stomped my foot on the floor and gave him a stupid glare to which he just shrugged his shoulders and tugged at his hair.

"I am said to have that effect sweetheart" He said in a deep loud sound that made my toes curl and as he shook his head few strands or hair fell on his forehead and that's when I noticed how he looked so carefree with that boyish smile.

With a stupid grin on his face he inched more closer to me. I inhaled deeply at the close proximity. I noted that he smelled like expensive perfume and sweat and something akin to him.

"Are you done? Or do I have to wait for you to say this one more time." I asked bored and gave him a annoyed look. He snorted scratching his chin and then a small smile formed on his face. It was weak but very evident.

"You are staring to the get the hang of me. Not bad" He responded with still that weak smile on his face. As if he was proud that I figured it out or something. It was delusional to even think that for me.

"What are you doing here?" I asked and then realized how dumb it was. Of course he was here for his car. Why did I even say that?

"Oh you know stalking you." He said without a hint of smile and I stared at him, narrowing my eyes. Was he serious? And he was accusing me of stalking him?

"Are you serious?" I questioned with a serious look on my face. He looked at me for a while, our eyes trained on each other.

He then burst out in laughter and I just stared at him like that. What was funny? I just stared at him, waiting for him to recover from his laughing. He then wiped his eyes mockingly and stared at him.

"You believed me. Of course I was joking." He said with a smirk on his face. I shook my head. I didn't believe him. On the contrary I was actually going to call him out.

"And I'm leaving." I said turning around towards my Porsche. He said something or mumbled something under his breath which I wasn't able to hear.

Then I saw him opening the door of the car. I was surprised that he owned the exact model as mine but concealed it quickly.

"I'll see you tomorrow then." He yelled over as he pulled his door of the car and sat inside.

"You wish" I replied back slamming the door of my car.

He then blew me a kiss and ignited the car and drove off before I could say something. Fuming inside the car I angrily turned on the ignition of the car.

"How dare he?" I murmured to myself. I should seriously get into the action next time when he's around and not stand like a statue. Well I did had a pretty good fight but that wasn't enough. Which means fight him back harder.

Thinking about his smirking face I closed my eyes and drove ahead already dreaming about settling in the bathtub.

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