The place was decided, the date was finalised and the group was meeting in a lounge cum bar.

Rahul - Preeti and Pooja reached first followed by Armaan. Megha -Nikhil and Mansi entered together and Shivam came in last.

They ordered their food and drinks. They were having their food with beers.

After one bottle Preeti pulled Rahul to the dance floor with her to which he complied happily.

The two were dancing sensually while the rest busied themselves in talk.

Pooja's phone rang and she went outside to attend it since it was her mother's call and there was a lot of noise.

She came to an area with almost no noise.

She attended the call when she felt someone's presence. She smiled seeing Shivam standing at a distance leaning on the wall. His arms were folded in front of his chest and he was looking at her with a smile on his face.

She disconnected her call with her mother after listening to her instructions and went towards him.

"Tum yaha kyu aaye?"

(Why did you come here?)

"Just making sure tum thik ho."

(You are fine.)

He said looking into her eyes making her heart skip a beat.

"Mujhe kya hua?"

(What happened to me?)

"Yaha log drunk hai. Kisi ke saath jaao jaga bhi jaa rhi ho."

(People are drunk here. Don't go anywhere alone.)

He said tucking her hair behind her ear. She lowered her head and mumbled a sorry. He held her chin and made her look up.

She looked into his eyes and her breath hitched. His eyes flickered to her lips and he gulped.

He leaned in and pecked her lips softly. The moment was so brief that it was as if it didn't even happen. But her fast breathing, her dancing heart were proofs that it did happen.

She looked at him dazed. One moment the two were looking at each other with intense love and feelings.

And the next moment her arms were around his neck, his arms were wrapped around her waist pulling her into him completely and their lips were joined in a passionate kiss. They kissed each other like two wolves in heat.

Pulling back due to lack of breath, they rested their foreheads against each other.

Both of them knew it was now or never, so taking the chance they said at the same time.

"I love you."

Both of them looked at each other at the other's confession and smiled.

Shivam hugged her tightly and twirled her around in his arms. She giggled and held him tightly.

He put her down but didn't leave her. Leaning in again he had just pecked her lips when they heard a loud voice.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING HERE?"

Rahul was standing with a fuming expression on his face. Pooja looked at him wide eyed.

He marched towards them and peeled Shivam off Pooja. He punched him square on the face.

Pooja shrieked and Shivam stumbled back. Before he could stable himself another punch was landed on his face.

He groaned and said.

"Baat toh sun le saale."

(Atleast listen.)

Pooja was trying to hold Rahul back but he seemed to gone into beast mode.

"Kuch nhi sunna mujhe. Haath kaise lagaya meri behen ko."

(I don't want to here anything. How dare you touch my sister.)

He said and pulled Shivam by his collar and glared at him angrily. He was about to hit him again but Pooja shouted.

"Rahul chhod usse. Pagal ho gaya hai kya?"

(Rahul leave him. Are you mad?)

"Haan ho gaya hu pagal. How dare he touch you?"

(Yes I am mad.)

"Pyaar krti hu mai usse aur wo mujhse."

(I love him and he loves me.)

She shouted and Rahul stilled. He left Shivam and turned to Pooja.

"What!? What did you say?"

The fact that his sister and his best friend were involved with each other behind his back didn't settle well with him.

He turned to Shivam again and was about to move to him when he heard his name.

"Rahul?"

Preeti was searching for him who went searching for Pooja. She looked at Pooja was had an angry expression and then at Rahul whose knuckles were red with blood and then at Shivam who looked beaten up.

"Oh my God! Ye kya hua?"

(What has happened?)

She asked and moved towards Rahul. She held his hand and looked at him. He was still glaring at Shivam.

"You guys had a fight?"

He didn't reply.

"Rahul I am asking something."

"Don't ask me. Ask them."

He gritted out and then continued.

"They say that they are in love with each other."

Preeti frowned and asked.

"Toh?"

(So?)

"Toh? She is my sister and he is my best friend."

(So?)

He said as if explaining her where the problem was.

"Toh? How does that matter?"

(So?)

"It matters Preeti. I just caught them kissing."

"Saw them. You saw them kissing Rahul. Not caught. Wo kuch galat nhi kr rhe the. They love each other and its normal between two people who love each other."

(They were not doing anything wrong.)

"No! I won't accept this."

He said and marched out. Preeti looked at Pooja who looked on the verge of crying and said.

"Relax! Mai dimag thikane laati hu iska. Look after him."

(I will get his brain back to its place.)

She said pointing towards Shivam and ran off behind Rahul.

She caught him midways and asked.

"Itna gussa ho ki mujhe drop bhi nhi karoge?"

(So angry that you won't even drop me?)

He stopped in his tracks and moved his fingers in his hair in frustration.

She held his hand and they sat in the car. Rahul gripped the steering wheel tightly.

Preeti sighed and cupped his face. She leaned in and kissed him softly.

She kissed him for a few seconds and then pulled back. Rahul was still in a daze and moved towards her lips with his eyes still closed making her smile.

She threaded her fingers through his hair and whispered.

"Calm down!"

He relaxed and kept his head on her shoulder. She kept moving her fingers through his hair for some time and then said.

"Ab batao kya problem hai."

(Now tell me what is the problem.)

"She is my sister and he is my best friend."

He grumbled and she almost chuckled at his complaining tone.

"Toh isme problem kya hai?"

(Then what is the problem?)

"He broke the bro code. He wasn't supposed to go after my sister."

"Rahul!"

She chuckled and he looked at her.

"They love each other. Kisi stupid bro code ki wajah se wo apna pyaar chhod de kya?"

(Just because of some stupid bro code he leaves his love?)

Rahul gave her a look and she corrected.

"Ok sorry. Not stupid but still. Agar iss situation mai hum hote toh what would you have done?"

(What would you have done if in his situation?)

He grumbled and kept his head on her shoulder again.

"Why do have to be correct all the time? Mai kabhi jeet nhi skta na tumse kisi argument mai?"

(Can I never win any argument from you?)

She shook her head and said.

"Mere lawyer hone ka kya faayda phir."

(What's the use of me being a lawyer then.)

They both chuckled and Rahul looked at her.
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