At 8 Pm . Continue..

She : because I want
Me : Are you mad , sufiya ..
(again and again )😡😠
She : You give your number then I will go ( bahot Garve se mang rahi thi number , jayse mang kar aysan kar rahi ho 😶😶😶,)
Me : Sorry I don't give my number.
(then she come closer with me.)
She : please Ayaan I like you .. soo much .
Me : 3rd time shock.
(i kept quiet
then she said wait
sorry if i bothered you)
She : sorry ayaan but I really like you.
(with very concious voice)
Me : (I am already shock )
Ummmm. ok fine
if you like me no problem
you spoke your heart (words)
Ok
But my heart never felt anything like this about you.
sorry but I don't like you sorry
(hume direct ye nahi bol na chaheyan tha baad me ye baat samaj I hume
because she was crying in front of my eye 😕😔😔, hume bahot bura laga hum soche unhe chup karay lakin phir. socha wo or jada kuch na feel kare is leyan I only want to go far from it that time )
She : ok, don't give your number .(with crying voice )
I really hurt with our self ,
because she cry for me ( or uske rone ki waja or rulane ki waja dono hum he the, isleyan hum ne unhe kaha)
Me : can you be my friend.?
She : hmm.(with a very slow voice)
Me : Ok then stop crying 😊😊
She : hmm.
(then again she tell me...;
as a friend can you give you number)
Me : 😑😑😳😳🤦🏻‍♂️🤦🏻‍♂️😵😵 Pagal ladki 😵😵.

TO BE CONTINUED...
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