Sunday, 21 July 2019

part 7 & 8: look what you done to me(AR FF)

part 7

ridz moodily stabbed at her noodles as she muttered curses under her breath. The words 'armaan' and 'idiot' were clearly made out. angie  and muskaan blinked. Their usually meek friend had been rather short-tempered the whole week. They shared a worried look.

"If you even mention his name, I will throw up in your faces!" she screeched.

muskaan's eyes widened. angie's jaw dropped. There was a moment of awkward silence, before they burst into laughter. ridz glared, crossing her arms as her friends guffawed over her outburst.

"Girl, you got it baaad!" muskaan dragged out the last word before giggling hysterically.

angie nodded, tears of laughter springing to her eyes. ridz huffed, a pout forming on her lips.muskaan and angie's laughter died down, before a curious expression flitted across their face. ridz raised an eyebrow.


"More like, what did he do?" muskaan shot back, a smirk playing on her lips.

ridz's eyes widened, her cheeks flushing a deep red.

"I-I don't know what you're talking about!" she stammered.

ridz inwardly cursed. Leave to muskaan and angie to figure out the reason of her bad mood. muskaan shook her head. angie scooted over, nudging ridz with her elbow.

"Spill! What happened between you and armaan? You guys were acting so weird this week. Something must have happened!" angie gushed.

ridz nervously laughed, hoping to avoid the subject. That wasn't going happen when you have angie and muskaan grilling you. She sighed.

"We kinda, nearly, maybe kissed again" ridz muttered.

She waited for the explosion.

"WHAT?! AGAIN?!" angie began to hyperventilate.

"And why didn't you guys actually kiss?" muskaan raised her eyebrows.

ridz   sighed.

"angad interrupted us"

"WHAT?! I am going to kill that guy! Who does he think he is, hitting on our ridz?!" angie cursed.

"angie! He wasn't hitting on me! He was just looking around the school and conveniently stopped armaan from kissing me" ridz replied, feeling a little dejected.

muskaan chuckled.

"And you're mad because armaan  didn't get to kiss you?" she taunted.

ridz blushed.

"Shut up, muskaan!"

Their peals of laughter started up again. ridz pouted. angie wiped at her tears as she cocked her head in confusion.

"Then why are you two acting so awkward around each other?" she asked.

ridz played with the hem of her scarf She took a deep breath as she told her friends her deepest fears.

"I think it's because he doesn't want anyone to know he's even associated to me. He didn't even look at me all week" she murmured, tears burning at the back of her throat.

angie looked outraged.

"Not even be associated to you?! He knocked you up with his baby! Association doesn't even cover it!" she ranted.

muskaan cringed as angie began a tirade of curses. A sad smile played on ridz's lips.

"It's okay, really. I mean, who would want to be seen with me anyway?" ridz looked away, biting her lip.

angie and muskaan looked at each other, before wrapping their arms around an upset ridz.

"Don't be so sure about that" they whispered in her ears.

ridz pulled away and looked at them curiously.

"What are you talking about?"


armaan huffed as the girl snuggled deeper into his shoulder. He resisted the urge to roll his eyes at her desperate ploys to get his attention. His mind whirred with thoughts of ridz and the baby. He knew avoiding her all week would hurt her feelings, but he needed time to think. Just because he finally realised he had feelings for her, didn't mean he was going to do anything about them. He had toyed with so many girls' hearts, he wasn't going to be any different to ridz.

Even if she had his baby.

armaan knew, deep down, it was because he didn't want to hurt her. He softly sighed. The ditzy girl in his arms glared at him. This was not how she imagined her date with playboy extraordinaire, armaan malik.

"Arm aan , what are you thinking about?" the girl cooed, batting her eyelashes.

armaan nearly gagged. Maybe hooking up with the cutest yet dumbest girl in school was not a way to forget ridz. Or maybe it's because no one compares to ridz, a little voice at the back of his head taunted.

God, he hated that voice for being right.

The girl huffed, pushing herself off his chest. armaan blinked, adopting an innocent, doe-eyed expression. The girl groaned.

"What is your problem? You're here with me, sonia, one of the most popular girls in college, and you're totally ignoring me! I've had enough of you, armaan malik! You are such an asshole!" sonia screeched, before stomping out of the diner.

armaan rolled his eyes. Good riddance, he thought. armaan guffawed when she pushed instead of pulled on the door. She threw him a dirty glare as the diner burst into laughter. armaan leant back against the cushy seats, letting out a slow breath. Now that his date was gone, he had nothing to occupy his thoughts of ridz. armaan groaned.

Who was he kidding?

It wasn't like he could get her out of his head in the first place. Flipping open his phone, he scrolled down his contacts to ridz's name. His finger hovered over the call button. He had been ignoring her all week. armaan didn't know if ridz would be mad about it. Unbeknownst to him, his finger had already pressed the button. His blue eyes widened as the phone began to ring. Beginning to panic, he brought the phone to his ear. Please don't pick up, please don't pick up, please don't-


armaan cleared his throat, trying to stop his stomach from fluttering as ridz's sweet voice rang through the receiver.

"H-hey, it's armaan"

He nearly smacked himself on the head for stuttering.

"armaan? Um, what's up?" she asked.

armaan blinked. He had no idea why he called her. His brain whirred for an answer. Suddenly, an imaginary lightbulb flashed above his head. A grin tugged on the corner of his lips. He barely remembered ridz was still on the phone.

"Hello? armaan? Are you still there?"

armaan shook to clear his head, a smile plastered on his striking face.

"Yeah, sorry about that. I kinda spaced out for a sec" he replied.

"So, was there anything you wanted?"

armaan couldn't help but notice the hopeful tone in her voice. His smile grew even bigger.

"Let's go shopping"

part 8 

Ridz gaped, horrified. armaan grinned as he tugged her into the store. She looked at him in disbelief.
They were in a baby store.

She turned to face an enthusiastic Armaan.

"This was why you wanted to go shopping?" was all she could choke out.

He nodded, flashing a charming smile at the shop assistant. The girl blushed. Ridz felt a familiar flame of jealousy rise in the pit of her stomach. She quashed it as soft toys, baby clothes and pastel colours bombarded her vision. ridz felt like she was going to throw up, and not because of morning sickness.

"You have got to be kidding me!"

armaan raised an eyebrow at a slightly disturbed and mortified Ridz. He thought girls would go ga-ga over the cute baby accessories.

Obviously not Ridz.

He sighed, before grabbing a soft, blue elephant. armaan waved it in Ridz's face.

"Aw, come on ridz, don't be such a wet blanket!" he teased.

armaan bent down to ridz's stomach, holding the elephant in front of it.

"Do you like this toy? Daddy will buy it for you if you do" he cooed to his baby.

Something in ridz's chest swelled. A grin tugged at the corner of her lips as she watched armaan make faces at her stomach, her baby.

Their baby.

That was sounding more and more real as armaan thrust the toy in her hands, beaming at her.

"I think he likes it!" armaan exclaimed happily.

ridz laughed, hugging the elephant to her chest. She swore she saw his eyes sparkle in excitement.

"How would you know? He didn't say so" she retorted cheekily.

armaan winked.

"Because he's my son. He likes everything I like"

ridz playfully rolled her eyes and poked out her tongue, ignoring her erratic heartbeat when armaan winked at her. armaan chuckled. ridz  brushed past him to pick up a fluffy monkey.

"Then that means he likes this one too! Because he likes everything I like" ridz giggled as she waved it about.

armaan pretended to think about it, a mock thoughtful expression on his face, before exclaiming,

"Okay then, that means we just have to get both of them!"

ridz's eyes widened.

"W-what do you mean we're getting both of them?" she stammered, confusion apparent in her voice.

armaan rolled his eyes. He playfully flicked ridz on the forehead.

"Hey! What was that for?" ridz pouted as she rubbed her head.

"For being such an idiot. And here I thought you were a straight-A student. Of course we're buying both of the toys! And some clothes, and some bottles, and some…" armaan began to list the baby items.

ridz was stunned. She was so surprised at how excited he was to be caring for the baby.

To say she was touched was the understatement of the year.

"You're really doing this?" she interrupted armaan's rant in a timid voice.

armaan gently smiled at ridz. He took her hand into his, squeezing it comfortingly. ridz ignored the butterflies in her stomach as their eyes locked.

"I said I'd support you and the baby, and that means you guys will get the best possible everything there is. And I don't go back on my word" he told her seriously.

ridz's breath hitched. She blinked up to him, her eyes shining with gratitude.

"Wow. Thank you"

A grin broke out on his handsome face. armaan laughed and swung his arm casually around ridz's shoulders. He ignored the jolt of electricity that ran up his arm when it made contact with her skin. Beaming at her, he gestured grandly to the shop.

"Anything you want, the baby wants, I'll buy it all. What do you say, Mummy?" he winked at her.

ridz fought down a blush, before looking up at armaan, her eyes twinkling mischievously.



Three hours and sixteen shopping bags later, armaan collapsed on a bench. He wiped the sweat off his forehead with the back of his Armaani sleeve, exhausted. ridz giggled, and plopped herself beside him. She beamed happily. armaan raised an eyebrow.
"How can you be so energetic? We spent hours shopping for baby clothes and you're still so hyper!" he whined, a pout forming on his lips.

ridz  laughed, her eyes twinkling. Her heart flip-flopped all over the place as she

"Of course! I am a girl, after all. We live to shop till we drop!" she exclaimed, laughing at her own joke.

armaan rolled his eyes, resisting the urge to smile. She always makes me laugh, he mused. He wondered if that was a good thing or not. ridz swung her legs off the bench and began to look through their bags.

"I wonder if we bought enough clothes" she tapped a finger on her chin.

armaan's jaw dropped.

"You've got to be kidding me! We bought hundreds of onesies! I think our kid would grow out of them before he got to wear all of them!" armaan huffed, crossing his arms.

"I guess you're right" ridz muttered dejectedly.

armaan felt instantly guilty. The crestfallen expression on ridz's face made him want to wrap his arms around her and comfort her. armaan bit his lip, his heart softening. He took one more look at an upset ridz, before sighing.

"Fine, we'll go buy some more clothes"

riddhima  instantly perked up.

"I knew you'd understand!" she beamed at him.

armaan grinned back. God, he was so whipped.ridz tugged on his arm. He began to gather their bags, juggling baby clothes, bottles and baths. ridz giggled and began to reach for one of the bags. armaan pulled it away from her grasp.

"The doctor said you shouldn't be lifting heavy stuff when you're pregnant" he reprimanded, sternly eyeing her.

ridz rolled her eyes. Why did everyone think she was a weakling now that she was pregnant?

"I'm not going to topple over from the weight of a couple of baby bottles, ARMAAN"

She placed her hands on her hips, daring him to challenge her. Her hormones are acting up again, Armaan thought, grumbling as he passed her a bag. She beamed happily, swinging the bag back and forth. Armaan sighed.

Women were so hard to please.

They had made their way back into the baby store when-

Armaan, honey, is that you?"

He froze, his blue eyes widening. Armaan slowly turned around to find his worst nightmare. Oh no, they weren't supposed to find out this way, he thought frantically. Ridz looked at Armaan curiously, then at the elderly, yet sophisticated couple that was calling him. She nudged a petrified Armaan.

"Who are they?" she whispered in his ear.

Armaan mumbled something under his breath. He was sweating profusely.

"What are you doing in a baby store, son?" the older man narrowed his eyes at Ridz.

She smiled nervously. Her mind whirred, before it all started to make sense. Her eyes widened, a wave of apprehension washing over her. Oh my God, were they his-

"Um, M-Mum , D- Dad, this is ridz i mean riddihma. Um, Riddihma these are my parents" Armaan finally found his voice, stammering an introduction.

ridz looked at Armaan, mortified. Sweat beaded down his forehead as he glanced back at her. The same thought ran through their minds. what the hell.


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