half-girlfriend-chetan-bhagat

She stood up to change her seat.
‘Two minutes, I beg you,’ i said.
She ignored me. She moved to another table full of students. I
couldn’t talk to her thete.
‘I’m waiting outside,’ I said.Ten students looked up at me, startled.
Riya continued to read the same page.
I waited outside the library for two and a half hours When she
came out, she saw me and walked in the other direction.
‘Two minutes,’ I said as I ran up to her.
‘I don’t want to talk to you, at all. Understand?’
‘I’ll keep following you. Might as well talk.'
She glared at me and stood still, her hands balling into fists.
‘Your time has started,’ she said.
‘Listen, I am really, really sorry,’
She crossed her arms, textbook still in hand.
‘Don’t waste your time. Sorry is not going to work.’
‘I didn’t mean it,’
‘Why did you say it? Do you knew how it made me feel?’ She
stared into my eyes. I looked away. Tin a reserved person, Madhav, I
have issues opening up to people. I trusted you. And you...’ She bit
her lower lip.
‘I just...’
‘Just what? The stuff you said. I may not speak much Hindi, but I
do understand it, Madhav,’ she said and turned her face sideways.Then
she said as if to herself, ‘My friends had warned me about you.’
‘I just love you, Riya.’
‘Yeah, right. Indeed a classy way to show love.’
‘I said it in anger.’
‘Let me be clear. I have never, ever been spoken to in such a cheap
manner in my life. I let you into my world. We had something
together.’
‘We do.’
‘No, we don’t. If you could speak to me like that, I wonder how