12- The chef

                                        

                                              
[Warning- Long ass chapter ahead.]
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“Nat!” 
I looked up from the table to see Rithik standing on the other side of the cafeteria. He was on his way towards me when another guy greeted him and they started talking. Fuck him, he just had to come between my food again. That too, when I was having my burger. Not to mention my hoes (Khushboo and Ayesha), who were making sneaky faces besides me. 
“Aw, so he calls you Nat now. Cute.” Khushboo commented dreamily.
“Oh, Natty, come to Daddy!” Ayesha  cooed along, hugging herself. I pinched them both, earning them a groan. 
“You're welcome.” I made a face, followed by another when Rithik arrived. “And how may I welcome you, cockblocker?” 
His brows furrowed in amusement. “Woah, salty much.”
“Rule number one for being Natasha's boyfriend— don't interrupt her while she eats.” I didn't know whether to strangle Ayesha for mentioning that sick word, or thank her for saying the rest. Nonetheless, I took that chance to take another bite. 
“I'll... keep that in mind.” Glad to know I wasn't the only one cringing at the word ‘boyfriend’. He placed his hand on the table leaning towards me. “Listen, my next class is about to start. I just need a minute to talk.” 
“Then talk here or meet me after class.” 
He glanced over at my friends, passing an awkward smile before facing me with a puppy-eyed look. “Can't do either. Please Nat, just this one minute.” 
I finally left the seat in an annoyance. Suffice to say that my romance with my burger was officially destroyed.  
In addition, I was received with curious looks and wriggled brows from the bitches when I returned to the table. Normally Khushboo and Ayesha wouldn't usually mock me with guys I hooked up with. However, the tables turned that fateful morning, three days ago. 
When I knocked onto the doorstep of my apartment at five in the morning, I previously thought it would be just Boo. Not only Khushboo but Ayesha was also sleeping in the house. Let's just say I managed to boggle their eyes when they noticed Rithik, instead of the Virat- look-alike they paired me up with. More so, when I told Rithik to sleep in my bed, instead of heading home. As much as I loved having the bed to myself, I couldn't let him go in his zombie-like state. I recalled how he nodded sheepishly, drew out a lousy yawn, unbuckled his belt, before heading straight to my bedroom. 
“Later, skanks. Kill me later,” I mirrored his yawn and disappeared into my room as well. 
Thankfully, Rithik didn't extend his stay for long. I saw him leaving around nine- thirty while I fully woke up at twelve. I didn't even want to recall the way I was interrogated by those bitches afterwards. I ended up spilling out everything. They were under the impression that we were both whipped in love. The star struck looks they threw were exactly like now. As if Rithik had planned to propose all three of us together. 
“He just asked me to stay the night since his parents will be out.” I told straight away. When they asked if I agreed, I huffed, “Obviously I said no—” 
“And why would you—”
“— at first.”
Khushboo raised a brow. “So what changed your mind then?” 
That got me smiling like a creep. “I said I'd agree on one condition.” 
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