Kabir's POV

I stepped into my house, switching the lights on and went straight into the bedroom.

After changing into my comfort clothes, I went back into the living room, wondering what should I do for the rest of the evening.

*Knock*

2 seconds break.

*Knock*

4 seconds break.

*Knock Knock Knock!*

"Arg!" I got up. "No one's home," I said, looking at the closed door blankly. I peeped from the eyehole to see no one.

Wishing that he left, I went back in. As I sat back on the couch, scrolling down the Instagram, I heard some noise from the door again.

*Bang*

"Baby, I don't know when you changed your name to 'no one'." Kartik entered, mocking me.

"How did you enter?"

He swung the keys in front of my eyes.

*Ding dong*

We looked at the already-left-opened door to see a pizza delivery boy with four pizza boxes piled in his hands.

The guy was paled and visibly scared as this dumbass looked as if he was ready to pounce on him.

"I'm sure we didn't order anythin- "

"Kabir baby, you didn't order, but I did. Now pay for it." Kartik rejoiced, snatching the boxes from the guy's hand and going back in, whistling.

The guy stared at Kartik's retreating figure and then at me.

Cursing and killing Kartik in my mind, I paid the bill. Sometimes I think I would prefer kids over him.

"Whatch ya doning tomarrowo?"

"Eat and then speak," I said, half annoyed and half grossed.

After munching the slice of the pizza, he cleared his throat, "What are you doing tomorrow?"

"Why? You want to go on a date with me?"

He tossed my phone to me, "Call Tina, Sitara's assistant and see if any meeting is fixed."

I didn't know what he had in his stupid mind but arguing won't help me to stay at peace. So I called Tina and enquired. She told she had no idea about tomorrow in a very apologetic voice.

She then gave Sitara's, my angel's, number.

"Are you going to tell me why are asking about my schedule?" I questioned Kartik.

"Nothing, you have a habit to ignore the meetings and then go all Hulk mode on Isha."

"And why do you care about that?"

"Because anger will cause wrinkles on your face, looking like he-who-must-not-be-named and then all girls will run away from you."

I eyed him, wondering how did he even ended up handling a company?

Shaking my head, I dialed Sitara's number.

"Whoever this is, cut the call this instinct or I will tickle you to death."

And the line was dead. Just like that. I guessed the person whoever answered the call was at the club, considering the loud noise and music in the background.

That was definitely not Sitara, because;
1) Her voice was not like angel's.
2) The threat was not even a threat.

"Who was that?" Kartik chuckled at the call.

I shrugged and dialed again.

"Dude, I told you I will tickle you to death and... and then-"

"Hey, hey, calm down. Can you just pass the phone back to Sitara? I want to talk to her." I tried to reason.

"And who the hell are you?"

Kartik gestured to put the phone on the speaker. I just completely ignored him.

"Kabir Sinha. Now will you pass the phone?" My patience was ticking off.

"Oh shit! Oh, FUCKING SHIT! HOLLY MOLLY! She just went to... to the washroom. Wait!" and that was how the phone went up on hold.

After whole five fucking minutes, "Kabir, she's here."

"K-Kabir?" And this was my angel's voice.

"Hey. Hope I'm not disturbing you but I wanted to know our schedule-"

"Fuck, wait. I've seen you somewhere!" Some guy's voice cut me off. Suddenly, I was paying more attention to whatever was happening on the other side.

"Tara!"

This time, it was 'I'm-not-good -at-torturing-but-I-will-torture-you-anyway' voice.

How many people are speaking!?

"Sitara? Where are you?"

I could hear them whispering some shit but couldn't figure out what they were saying. Usually, I wasn't the one taking interests in eavesdropping but right now, that was exactly I intended to do.

"Sitara. Are you with some else?" I asked again, a bit suspicious trying to sound cool.

"Yeah, she is with me." 'I'm-not-good -at-torturing-but-I -will-torture-you-anyway' answered.

"Is there someone else with you two?" I asked, running out of patience.

The third voice, the guy, spoke some gibberish again.

Why can't he just go and die? What is he even doing with Sitara?

"Will you shut up for a second, Rohan!" Shocked by the thundering of Sitara's voice, I tried to comprehend what was going on.

"Who is Rohan?" Now I sounded like a typical mom who was doubting her child.

"No one. Just one of my family friends." She answered few seconds later.

"W-why did you call, anyway?"

"Just wanted to know our schedule. Do we have anything planned for tomorrow?" This is why I called, that idiot Rohan messed up.

I guess he was the same species to which Kartik belongs.

"Oh, I see," she said. "Well, actually we do have planned a meeting for tomorrow. Mr. Arora's gonna be there too."

It took me a second to understand that she was talking about Kartik due to the honorable mention of his name.

That idiot didn't tell me he was going to meet Sitara tomorrow.

"Alright. Thank you. I actually called in the office but they had no idea about it." I said, unsure why Tina did not inform this.

"Shit. I'm so sorry you had to do the labor work of calling me." She apologized.

"Hey, don't worry. It's fine." I took a second to ask, "So I'llsee you tomorrow?"

"Yes, see you tomorrow."

We hung up. I turned to see Kartik had gobbled down an entire pizza and was grinning like an idiot at me.

"Stop grinning, people will know your little secret of you being an idiot," I said. Kartik had a goofy smile spread wide on his face.

"You knew you were going to meet Sitara tomorrow?" I asked.

"Of course, I knew. I'm a responsible man unlike you." Kartik said, rolling his eyes. "I just wanted to confirm if you had a thing for her. And guess what, you do!"

"Will you stop being cupid-soon-to-be matrimony??"

I heaved a sigh. I went back into my room, thinking about Kartik's teasing.