Nanmaya’s POV

"Aha, my name is li..." She was saying but I cut her off.

"Hey wait, let him do it," I said naughtily with a wink.

He rolled his eyes with a smile and came to me. He took my left hand to write on my forearm. Some words are difficult to describe fast, so he uses my hands in necessary times.

"You already told lips," I said before he completes the word.

He glared and whistle tuned, ‘have patient,’

I smirked with a wink. He took a deep breath to control his anger and wrote Lipsika.

‘He name is beautiful like her.’

"Happy," he signed annoyedly and smiled.

I smiled pulling his left cheek. He jerked my hand and rubbed it. Maximum times, his lips never stop smiling although I torture him to the core.

"Hey Lipsika, I just want to annoy this tall tree so..." I trailed off.

I saw jealousy in her eyes but she feigned a smile.

"It's okay. Finally, I met you," she said giving me a brief hug.

‘Her voice is sweet and looks beautiful than me.’

I smiled at him who was adoring us.

“What is your name meaning?” I asked her.

We didn’t leave each other. She moved to my left side and placed her right hand on my waist. In this process, my right hand rolled on her shoulder.

“Smile. But I don’t know until I meet him. In our second meet, this was the first thing he asked me. Never I thought to learn it. We found it through the internet,” she said blushing and adjusting her hair locks.

“He was obsessed to learn the name meaning,” I said looking at him with a smile.

I still remembered, how curious he wants to know my name meaning. I smiled and left her.

"Won't you introduce me to your girlfriend?" I questioned narrowing my eyes at him.

He shook his head in disappointment with that dazzling smile.

‘This reaction is only meant for me. He never used for anyone.’

He came to my side. "Lips, this is my best friend Nanmu who always supports me but more than that eats my brain," he signed looking at both of us.

She was looking at us. "This is my best friend Nanmaya, not Nanmu...” I said glaring at him, “...who is sweet, beautiful, nice, supportive, intelligent and all the good adjectives in the world," said with a naughty smile waving my hands.

He smiled and typed something on his phone. She saw the message and smiled. She came to my left side and hugged me like before. I smiled and circled my left arm around her shoulder.

"No, I believe her words," she said sweetly with a naughty smile.

"So, you both are one team huh?" He signed narrowing his eyes. I said it to her.

She laughed nodding her head positively. Her eyes are really beautiful, long dark hair and even height than me. I closed my eyes for a second to control myself.

"Hey, we are friends. I don't believe his words, so chill," she said smiling beautifully.

I smiled, "Yes and being your good friend, I'm gonna tell you all his secrets," I winked looking at him.

He raised his eyebrow biting his whole lower lip under his teeth with a challenging look. I rolled my eyes, turned to her and blabbered how beautiful she is. I heard his ‘threatening’ whistled tune but ignored it. She speaks less compared to me but still, praised me. I turned to him keeping hands on my waist.

"By the way, you didn't tell me how you guys met?" I questioned him feigning anger.

He rolled his eyes heaving a long sigh. We know each other completely and can understand what’s real and fake.

"I met her in the last month concert. She came to me as a fan, took a selfie and pestered me to speak. After knowing the truth, she liked me and asked for my number. Even I liked her and gave it. It started like that." He signed looking at both of us.

‘I can see his tantalizing eyes adoring her.’

I smiled and going to translate.

"I can understand what he expressed," she said looking into his eyes, he smiled.

‘I felt happy that she understood him and the way she was being with him made me happy.’

They both were lost in their world. I should give space to them and even can't stand here anymore.

"Okay lovebirds. I need to go but..." I paused, they got confused.

By taking back steps, "Control your hormones, this is terrors, not your bedroom," I said naughtily increasing the speed of my steps.

Before I complete the sentence, he started taking long strides, biting his whole lower lip under his teeth with an angry look. I giggled, running downstairs.

I heard his, ‘threatening,’ whistle tune but I didn't stop.

I ran to my room, locked the door and sobbed hard. I fall on the bed hiding my face in the pillow to control my sobs.

‘Why you did this? I thought you too love me but...’ My sobs got louder.

‘I thought we will live happily until our last breath.

‘How can you do this to me Mahi?

‘Am I not beautiful?’

Immediately, I stood up and went in front of the mirror. Wiping my tears, I checked myself.

I'm not beautiful like her. She has big dove eyes, small nose, cute lips, long hair till waist, perfect height and an intelligent girl.

My eyes are small, I hate my big nose, lips are thick, short hair and height. I'm an idiot and always blabber non-stop.

I sat down, curled into a ball and cried. After some time, controlling myself, again I stood in front of the mirror to check myself.

'Do Mahi love a woman’s outer beauty?' My brain questioned me.

I nodded negatively with a pout.

'Then why not me?' I questioned, looking in the mirror.

‘Simple, you are his best friend, not his soul mate,' my brain stated.

I closed my eyes for a few seconds and took a deep breath. Opening my eyes, I wiped my tears, went to the washroom to wash my face. Wiping my face with that soft towel, I came in front of the mirror. I applied kajal, lip gloss, kept bindi and combed my hair.

Who I'm to take his happiness? I'm his best friend, not an obsessed woman to run after the man she loves. He genuinely looks happy with her and that was my first priority since the time I met him.

I started singing because of his happiness, all his dreams became mine. My only goal or dream or desire or anything in life is his happiness. I really don't have anything to achieve in life except for his happiness.

My love should be strong to support him but not weak to worry him. I'm really happy with their relationship but it will take time for me to digest the fact.

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I'm practicing the song for our next performance but my mind was wandering around the past three days which was hell. I can’t cry and worry everyone, controlling myself and facking happiness was really hard. But I did it for my love, Mahi.

Lipsika is doing BBM second year but she was not interested in it. She is a beauty vlogger and earns good amount of money for her necessities though her father is a billionaire. She is a strong, intelligent and beautiful woman.

That night he spends very less time than usual but all he expressed was about her. He sought my opinion about her. I told genuinely what I felt, he was happy.

All these three days, he brought her to our practice sessions. I practiced while they chatted and enjoyed with each other but he didn't leave me alone. As usual, helped me to practice the song and mingled me in their conversation as much as possible.

He created a WhatsApp group for us and we all chatted sitting in front of each other. But I didn't like it as I enjoy his expressions and actions rather than just texting. I didn't pester because now his girlfriend was involved, so I should help her to understand him. She started leaning his language but she was not curious like me.

'Well, she was not a nine years kid to get curious,' my brain mocked. I ignored it with a glare.

‘Already I'm missing him in my life. How will I live?’

I heard the knock on my door. I smiled and immediately opened the door. My Cutie Pie was smiling and those tantalizing eyes are adoring me.

"You came to me leaving your chatting session and your dear phone? Well, I'm surprised. Does your girlfriend slept already?" I questioned him naughtily.

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