VISHAL'S POV
" Dude what's your problem?"
Max asked in irritation whilst forcing the gulpe of alcohol down his throat. I chuckled lightly and snatched that bottle away from his hold and took a sip.
Gross.
It was something damn strong which had almost burned my throat. I made a face and lied straight on Max bed wondering about nothing.
" You are my problem. It been several years but still I don't even have a slightest clue why all of sudden you and Rehan started hating each other guts? Come on man we are best friends right? I f*cking need to know everything."
I muttered with my eyes shut and waited for his blunt response but nothing came back from his side.
Right now like past few years my curiosity was at it's best. I just wanted a god damn reason behind every single f*cking thing l
