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Heyyaa guyss! Idky but I felt that this song is complementing today's scenes..if you have any other suggestions then let me know!✨

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Before proceeding just know that this chapter may contain a bit of triggering scenes, in such cases please do not continue further!

Aur jiska mann ekdum sakht hai, wo aaggee badheee!!!🤭

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Our breaths turned uneven. This close. I was just this close to taste that sweetness which I did when she had a breakdown. To kiss the fuck out of her until we both breathe heavily.

But I didn't. That day, it was needed, for her. Today it would've meant something else. Something more that I can not promise I can give her. 

But before I could say this to her, I felt a faint pain on my head. She hit me with that teddy.

I narrowed my eyes but she spoke hurriedly..

"Let's cut the cake, shall we?" She murmured earning a nod from me.

She brought the cake and we cut it together with a huge smile on our faces.

"Happy birthday to us." My babydoll grinned.

"Happy Birthday to us." I repeated and placed a kiss on her side hairs. 

My love language is physical touch, and I didn't know it was hers too until she asked me to hold her hands today. Only I know how much I have to control myself from touching her.

The moment I came to know that she's not a hugger, I felt a stinging pain on my heart, but then when she had hold my hand tightly, I knew she liked my touches. 

I blushed recalling the moments of closeness that we shared. 

"Are you blushing by just thinking of me?" She smirked, bringing me back to reality.

"Not. At. All. I don't blush. And I wasn't thinking about you." I said with a straight face.  "Liar." Babydoll mocked me while I just shrugged.

*Ping*

We both got a notification at the same time and we opened our phones. 

I sighed reading Mr. Brady's message. 

"Mr. Brady wants to meet us." I said without looking up from my phone as I wrote him "Ok."  and sended.

I turned my gaze to her and she looked disturbed. That's when another message popped in my phone. Results of our tests. 

It was pretty bad. I was on the verge of being failed. 

 Amidst all these chaos I didn't got much time to pay attention on my studies. I turned my face towards her and she seemed upset. Maybe because of this? 

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