I busied myself in the clinic for the next few days.
"Daisy, let's go." I called out to her as I was closing out. Just as I locked the door and turned around I found Kabir standing beside me.
We both stared at each other, no one saying a word. I was shocked to see him, and for a moment I was unable to process what was happening.
Whereas he was looking at me with a grave expression. Even daisy who would pounce on him the moment she saw him was standing quietly beside my feet.
Finally I spoke out.
"What happened to you?" I asked worriedly.
"Why were you not picking up my calls?" He questioned back.
"I was busy I told you."
"I was worried about you Aditi." I said while gritting his teeth, and I realized he is being very serious.
"It's not like we were not in contact at all, I texted you back." I said.
"Still, you never do that." He said sternly.
I might have answered his call but the next day I caught cold and he would have come to check up on me, and I was not in a condition to face him. I would have said something for sure and everything would have been come to an end.
I am already dealing with so much, I don't want to deal with the loss of my best friend. So I didn't answered his call in name of work.
"I was busy Kabir." I said with frustration.
Here we were again, fighting. The only difference is this time he won't understand why I am so serious or why I am refusing to listen to him.
"You are coming with me." he said in a voice that meant no room or further discussion but I wasn't backing down either.
"No, I am not. You can't force me." I retorted.
Five minutes later we sat in his car, still no one backing down from the fight. That's how we usually fight, without a reason. This time I don't know what to do though.
I sighed. What else can I do except giving into him.
"Ok fine, I would call you next time. Now can you should stop being angry."
"I am not angry."
I rolled my eyes at his words. Says the person who had angry written all over his face.
Now that I have calmed down stared at his face silently.
I will have to admit he looks quite cute when he is angry. I used to anger him just for this look.
Look at him getting all sulky and still denying it.
I couldn't help but laugh at that.
"Are you seriously laughing on me?"
Oops. Seems like I got exposed. I shut my mouth quickly.
"Who's laughing at you?" I turned my head to look out from the window.
"Why else were you laughing then? Will you explain?" even though his expression was still the same I knew he was no longer angry.
"I suddenly remembered a joke." I said. Nothing except this came to my mind.
"Oh, what joke? Share it with me."
"I forgot it." I said shamelessly.
He didn't expose me and I smiled foolishly.
"So, where are we going?" I asked him.
"To home of course. Dad was asking when I will take you home for dinner." Shouldn't he inform me before about this?
Never mind it's not the first time he did that. He would ignore even if I said something.
"Okay." I replied. There was nothing else I could do