Here come’s Monday, and the time is 11:30 IST. A new week and a new short romantic story. This week’s flash is something mild and lighthearted. Hope you like it.
Title: How to Lose a Guy
“I love him, I love him not.
“I love him, I love him not.
“Oh, Shit, I love him. Do I really love him?
“I don’t know. It’s just been three months, and his possessiveness has started bothering me. What to do with this Yasir named adhesive gel?”
Ezra asked Jasmine as she irritatingly plucked the last of the rose petal and tossed the twig in the overgrown wild bushes of the campus backyard.
“I think you better dump him and walk off. Three months! I swear I can’t go beyond one month with the same guy.” Jasmine raised her eyebrows taking a sip of her diet Coke.
“I know dear with so many attractive faces roaming around, it’s not wise to stick with a single guy. But, there should be a reason for the breakup. And, all my breakup skills fail when it comes to Yasir.” Ezra threaded her hair with her fingers leaning against the back of the backyard bench.
“He’s a mind controller it seems. Why don’t you ask him to meet you at a coffee shop and then turn up with a hot-looking guy, you know.” Jasmine nibbled on her sandwich as she handed the Coke can to Ezra.
“Foolish. Think something else,” Ezra said before sipping the cold drink.
“Okay…How about this – You go with him but drool over other hot-looking dudes. I’m sure he’ll dump you. I’m telling you – this trick works amazingly well with possessive assholes.”
“This sounds awful.”
“Fine, the last – you kiss his best friend making sure he watches you while you do the act.”
“I can’t kiss his best friend.” Ezra painfully curved her lips.
“Because Chirag has chapped lips, and he also suffers from gingivitis. Yasir told me once. Yuck!”
“Oh! God save his girlfriend from getting bleeding gums.” Jasmine took a deep breath as she grabbed the Coke can from Ezra.
Ezra’s cell phone vibrated in her purse.
“Talk of the devil and the devil’s here. It’s Chirag,” Ezra muttered as she swiped the cell phone to attend Chirag’s call.
“What? How? Where?” She fired a series of questions on the caller as she rose to her feet and ran towards the main college premises.
“Yeah, I’m coming where is he?” Keeping the cell phone closer to her ear, she hastily ran to the interior courtyard while Jasmine tailed her till the end of the crowded hallway.
“What happened? You’re running like a shepherd boy who has lost all his sheep in the jungle.” Jasmine called her from behind.
“Yasir not well. He met with an accident. He’s sitting in the canteen.”
“Canteen?,” Jasmine’s eyes narrowed and her eyebrows grew V. “He should be in the hospital. What is he doing in the canteen? Eating samosas huh?”
“It’s a minor one silly. I need to go see him.”
“This is the time silly. Don’t bother and he’ll think you don’t care and will finally leave you.”
“This isn’t the time Jass. Hope he’s alright.” Her eyes glazed as she strode towards the college canteen.
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