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t’s there to be happy about?
Soon we reached Zee's house. He was waiting outside with Aariz in tow.
I stayed in the car while Ibbi got out, greeting them.
Aariz's intense eyes met mine and he did not move his gaze. So I also didn’t. I mean...why should I back away, right? Not for the fact that I saw him for the first time in a t-shirt or that he looked like a hot melting Chocó goodness in that snug white t-shirt and blue denim jeans, but just because I did not want to show him I was affected or anything by his presence or lingering gaze. So yeah, I looked right back at him.
Ibbi started explaining his plan, while Aariz and I kept the eye lock on. Trying to see God knows what in each other's eyes. Honestly, I just found his grey eyes darker today. I could never find any hidden meaning in them except for the flex of black. How do all the writers find and analyse the eyes of their heroes had always been a mystery to me.
“First, we will go eat something for brunch. Then we will go for a movie, chill out in the mall. As evening would wear on, we’ll go to the beach!” Ibbi stated with way too much enthusiasm.
“I thought we were going out for the outing Ibbi. Really out. City out. Outing!” Zee exploded.
“Oh, well...”
Zee did not let him come up with more farce, “Why did we sit for a five hour meeting if we had to go to a damned mall and a beach?!”
“You can give suggestions. I'm open for it. I really will consider.” Ibbi shrugged trying to appear accommodative, while Zee was in his face.
“Let’s just drive. We’ll think of the destination on our way.” Zee sighed heavily in frustration, then pointing at his backpack, barked at Ibbi,
“And it might be an overnight thing. Not a kid’s picnic to end at sunset Ibbi!”
Finally, Aariz broke our eye lock saying just as coolly,
“I’ll go, get my bag.”
Aariz ran up to the house beside Zee's.
What the hell?! Aariz was the swing guy I had drooled on?!
This is so inconsiderate of you God! Whenever I'm trying to go off him, you rub it in my face that I had drooled on him someday! This is just so unfair. A person can't even crush in peace around here!
“Who are you crushing on?” Zee smirked at me.
I ignored him and jumped out of the car, asking Zee furiously,
“Aariz is your freaking neighbour?!”
He crossed his arms, shaking his head, as he drawled with attitude,
“Sani Shaad...I haven’t seen you out and about in ages and this is what you ask me?”
Before I could apologize, he went on smiling, “Yes, he is my neighbour. Not a freaking neighbour, no one is freaking out here.”
Huh! Say for yourself.
“Zee, I'm sorry. I have just been busy lately.” I murmured, unable to take my eyes off Aariz's cute house, I had fallen in love with.
Its upper storey was round in shape. I loved round houses. I just always did. I had no idea why and since how long.
“Busy with?” Zee cocked his head levelling me with a look.
“College.” It wasn’t a complete lie.
“Aariz is working you too hard?” Zee chuckled.
