Siyaapa Ishq ka

Stay in your limits. You little piece of shit." Jiya scowled as she grabbed his collar. "What do you think of yourself?" Ivan yanked her hands from his collar. Then the very next moment he held her wrist and pulled her closer. Her breath hitched with his sudden action and she could feel her body stiffen with his touch. It didn't go unnoticed by him but he bit his lower lips, trying to suppress his smile. Their faces were just inches apart. For sure if there was no crowd around, they would have kissed each other. These two lovers were pretending to fight as their mothers were around. But for now they were lost in each other, forgetting the world. "SHUT UP!!!" Her mum, Neela shouted breaking their trance. They yanked apart back to their fighting mode. "Mum it's waste of time fighting with such cheap people." She said, glaring at him, although a fake one. "There's no such thing called manners in this girl and moreover she is calling us cheap" His mum, Nia snapped giving her an angry glare. "As if your boy has a lot of manners and I guess that's why that night-" Before Neela could continue more, she spoke out knowing that the argument could be heated up,"Mum arguing with them will only lower our standard. It's waste of time." Dragging Neela towards their car. "Go take your mental mum." Nia snapped and listening to this, Jiya's anger rose. "My mum is not mental. Okay? But yea I doubt your sanity." frowned as she stomped towards Nia. Ivan pulled Jiya towards him by her arms. "Don't speak a word against my mum." He said pulling her even more closer. Her perfect curves hit his chest. She could feel his heartbeat and same way he could feel her heartbeat. They were again lost in each other. "Leave her." Neela shouted. Ivan then realized their situation. He pushed her slightly. "Who.." Before Ivan could say anything more they were stopped by traffic police. "What is happening here?" The traffic said pushing the crowd away. The crowd was cleared within the next minute. "And even after being from a reputed family. You are quarreling in the middle of road." The traffic complained but without giving a heck to the traffic both Nia and Neela made their way to their cars, not before giving each other a death glare. "This filthy rich peoples.." The traffic huffed as he left. Ivan and Jiya too made their way to their respective cars but not before taking one last view of each other. To be continued..