Chapter Five

Khushi entered the kitchen and started removing the bits of dried mehendi. "Who knows what's wrong with that mehendi wali! Kitne bar mehne kaha ki mera naam-"

"Khushi."

Khushi shut her eyes, her heart beating and breathing pacing up.

"Khushi, I'm talking to you."

Khushi looked up and saw Arnav and stopped with what she was doing, hiding her hands.

"So tumne mujhe phone kiya," he said, crossing his arms.

Hai DM, how does he know, she asked in her head. "Phone? Nai! K-kab?"

"I dunno... mere, aane se pehle."

Khushi shook her head. "Nai, mehne phone nai ki-"

"Really?" He neared in on her.

Khushi stepped back. "N-nai'?"

"Oh really?" He hit a button on his Blackberry and Khushi heard her voice. She was in shock and wondered how it had even happened. Arnav brought his phone down and Khushi looked at him wide-eyed, nervous. "What did you say? Sorry or something?"

"Th-that's n-not me," Khushi said.

"Really?" He was about to replay the voicemail but Khushi cut him off.

"Don't play it again! Humne kahan na?! That's not my voice!"

"Is that so?"

"Haan," she said, pointing her hand up at him.

Arnav saw the A on her hand and Khushi moved her hand away. A small smirk appeared upon his face, but unable to be noticed by Khushi. He played his game.

"Oh really," he asked, stepping closer to her.

Khushi stepped back and leaned up against the wall and Arnav wasn't sparing her space to escape. "H-ha-aan."

He was about to play the message again, but Khushi stopped him, pointing at the phone.

"Humne kahan na? Ye hamari awaz nehi hain," she said, showing her hand at him.

Arnav grabbed her hand and Khushi closed it into a fist. Her eyes widened and she looked at Arnav and tried to free her wrist, but Arnav wasn't letting her and he looked straight into her eyes.

He slowly opened up her hand and circled the A. "Yeh kya hain?"

Khushi drew her hand back. "K-kya hain yeh?"

Arnav crossed his arms and sighed lightly. "So tumne tumhare haat main A lekha?"

"Nai!"

Arnav raised his eyebrow.

"M-mera matlab, haan! ... Hamare naam bhi A hain."

"Really?"

"Haan. Khushi Kumaaari Guptaaa. Aaa! Suna aapne?"

"Haan, suna."

Khushi looked away and slightly pouted, and Arnav found it cute. He was about to make a move when NK came in and ruined the moment. Khushi noticed how bothered Arnav was by NK, so she used that against him and she and NK left the kitchen.