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A boyfriend for 24 hours

*How I meet her*


(It was her birthday evening and I was invited , I'm pretty excited. Secret of my excitement was she, meeting your 

crush after a long time it's hit different….. *incoming call*) 

Caller:- so are you ready 


Me:- yeah! I'm ready let's meet at Kapoorthala chauraha. 


Caller:- okay! catch you in 5 min. 

*At kapoorthala chauraha* 


Me:-(on call) hey! hey! I'm here. 


Caller:- ya! See you,wait I'm coming.


Me:- bro, can you stop in front of the flower shop. 


Caller:- sure bro, but no need of that gifts. 


Me:- this is not for you bro, this one is for birthday girl. (blushing)


So we stop at flowers shop buy a bouquet. At 5:00 pm we reached at hotel.


Caller:-t go to the hall no.7, I will come after parking the bike.


Me:- Who me! Alone… no way you have to come with me. 


Caller:-  stop being childish man, I know you are feeling shy. (both laughing) 

Okay then you have to wait here i will come soon. 


Me:- ok (in mind) ah! why I'm blushing, why 


*hey you guys are still here we are already late for party we have only 4 hrs left.. (continue speaking)*


Me:- Wait! Is it's her voice is like the beautiful melody I ever listen. But where is she.


The girl:- Hiii! 


Me:-  Hey Happy girl…. Sorry sorry I mean birthday girl. (In mind:- why I'm nervous). 


(Both laughing) 



Caller:- What's conversation is going on between old friends hmm. 


The girl:- nothing. He just wishing me (The girl hugged the caller)


*ohh i forgot to tell you that the caller who was my friend was her boyfriend*


Her boyfriend:- so you guys talk all over here? Or save some topic for later. 


(All laughing)

To be continued...............

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