FF: Kuch Kuch Hota Hai/Premeer(Chapter 16 Page 71) - Page 41

Sorrry guys haven't updated in a while! I have my reasons though, buttt I started writing the next chapter and imma try updating as soon as possible! 😃

Originally posted by: Motibah

Sorrry guys haven't updated in a while! I have my reasons though, buttt I started writing the next chapter and imma try updating as soon as possible! 😃

LOOOL half of you probably forgot but whateverrr 😆

Hello everyone! 😃 Long time no see. I'm ready for all those shoes and chappals you wanna throw at me I swear, go ahead. 😭 These exams are doing my head in!

Hehe enjoy the next parttt. Loads of twists and turns 😆

Alisha grinned, "Your welcome Heer. Anyways I need to tell you something! So there was this guy that came to my house yesterday'apparently we're family friends right? And Oh my god boooy was he good looking! So he came up to me and told me that he thought I was pretty and sweet and we needed to meet some more. And I needed to scream so badly because he was so adorable. And now I'm meeting him tonight so I need your help to decide what to wear! Your coming to my house after school!"

Heer groaned sighing to herself, "Seriously sometimes I really...really think I'm going to go crazy! You and all your boy stories...Prem and all his girl stories...you know what you guys should be best friends! Why am I stuck in all of this?"

Prem frowned, "Hey why you bringing me into this?"

"Because you're crazy...both of you are crazy and you're going to make me crazy!"

Prem shook his shoulders winking at Alisha, "You're already crazy Heer!" Alisha grinned giving him the high five whilst Heer rolled her eyes walking on.

I'll Be There For You...

Kunaal and Rahul grinned, "Don't worry we are so going to win this game aren't we Prem? We won't let that Robby win! You won't believe this Prem; he came up to me in the morning and said he hoped we were prepared to lose! That little b*stard."

Prem shook his head in disbelief, "Let him laugh as much as he wants guys. Once this game is over we'll see whose laughing and whose crying." Soon all the boys started discussing football and were engaged in their own conversation. The girls were all busy talking amongst themselves as well.

Laughing loudly at a joke one of the girls had just told Heer glanced over at Prem. The smile on her face slowly faded away as she noticed him sitting still staring in one direction. He seemed to be lost in his own thoughts. Heer frowned slightly shaking him, "Prem? Prem are you all right?" She asked. Prem being quite was very worrying. He was always the centre of all the conversations shouting at the top of his voice and messing around. Heer knew something was stressing him out really badly. "Prem?" She asked again this time shaking him harder.

"Heer I'm fine," he mumbled. Prem stood up grabbing hold of his bag, "I'll be right back," he simply stated before walking out of the cafeteria. Heer furrowed her eyebrows confusingly and quickly stood up to follow him outside.

"What happened to them?" Sanjana asked watching them both walk out of the cafeteria after one another.

Alisha sighed, "God knows."

"Prem," Heer called running outside in the cold behind him. He was walking way too fast for her and she was finding it hard to catch up. "Prem Stop!"

Prem walked over to a post, "What happened?" He asked turning to face her. "I told you I would be right back...I just needed to get something."

Heer groaned loudly catching up with him, "Prem what is wrong with you? One minute you're all hyper messing around and yelling at the top of your voice and the next second you're all depressed and running away like a little girl. God, talk about mood swings! You know you really do worry me sometimes," she sighed in frustration.

Prem raised his eyebrows shaking his head, "Heer this has nothing to do with mood swings," he grumbled scratching the back of his head.

"Whatever! Now will you please tell me what's going on?" Heer begged as she wrapped her arms around herself. It was freezing outside.

"Nothing," Prem murmured turning away from her.

"Don't you turn away from me mister," she warned. "I know what it is! It's this football tournament isn't it?"

Prem sat down on the side bench rubbing his hands together in an attempt to try and warm himself up, "Heer I seriously don't know."

Heer sighed sitting down beside him, "It is isn't it? Urgh Prem I don't understand why you're taking this so seriously! It's just a stupid game. I mean does it really make a difference who wins??"

Prem turned to look at her a baffled expression on his face, "What type of question is that? Of course it matters who wins!"

Heer laughed, "I wish you would take other things this seriously as well Prem! For example your study's...a girl's heart'...-"

"Heer this isn't funny!" Prem whined. "I swear to god I am going to break Robby's nose if I see him today. Who the hell does he think he is? I saw him having a bet with someone saying he was going to win this game no matter what it takes!"

"So you're scared?" Heer giggled. "Prem you are so weird. One minute it's I'm the best player on the team blah blah blah and the next minute your sitting here moaning about how you're going to break someone's nose! Seriously Prem leave Robby alone. You know how stupid he is don't you? In fact the whole college knows how stupid he is...everyone is supporting you! You know what your problem is Prem? Your problem is that you're a guy and you think that if he wins then all the girls will be all over him. I mean why else would you care so much about winning this thingy?"

Prem stared at her his mouth hung open, "Heer do you seriously think I want to win this game to get some attention from girls? Wow. Do you really think that low of me?" He asked pretending to be shocked. How could you think of me like that? And anyways speaking of attention, I think I already get more than enough," he laughed pulling his t-shirt. "I mean come on...Prem Juneja is waaay too sexy for his clothes." He turned so he was looking her straight in the face as he grunted loudly trying to put on his sexy face.

Heer's eyes grew wide as she watched him act like a complete freak. She shook her head realizing he was never going to change. "Well do you know what?" Heer asked in a sarcastic voice playing along with him. "I think Prem Juneja needs to be a good boy and keep his clothes on otherwise his mummy won't be too happy will she?"

"Really?" Asked Prem laughing, "I thought you would like to see what's under these sexy clothes and my mummy will never find out. Don't worry I don't tell her these things." He winked at moving closer.

Heer gasped, "Prem get a life you loser and please keep those clothes on! You can save all that for your wife; she won't be too happy when she finds out you've been showing it all to someone else now will she?" She questioned raising her eyebrows as she tried hard not to laugh. Prem grinned winking at her again. Heer smiled, no matter how much he annoyed her at times she hated it when he was upset. She was glad he was finally starting to act more like himself.

"The match is tomorrow." Prem announced, "I need to bring the boys home tonight so we can practice."

Heer sighed, "Prem you guys are going to win and I know it. Just stop stressing out over something so stupid. Now come on, I think the bell rang!"

Prem smiled, "Thanks Heer you're the best friend ever and I don't know why but I really feel like hugging you!" Heer smiled as Prem leaned over and hugged her tightly.

"Prem!" Heer laughed hugging him back, "and come on I can't help being lovable now can I?" She joked.

Prem grinned breaking the hug, "And then you call me big headed!"

"Yeh, yeh!" Heer giggled smirking at him before standing up.

Suddenly, the sky above got dark and huge clouds covered the whole sky. In less than a few seconds the wind was out of control, blowing forcefully in all directions. Heer gasped as the force pushed her back down on the bench. "I think there's going to be a storm!" Prem announced. "Come on lets go inside." With full power, the gust of wind blew Heer's hair all over her face. She clawed at it and raked it back into place with her hands but it was no use. The wind was too strong. Her hair whipped into her face and started to flow around her. Her dress blew out from underneath her. Heer shrieked struggling to keep her wild hair behind her ears.

Prem gradually sat back down, smiling to himself as he quietly watched Heer thrash about to keep the hair away from her face. Without realizing what he was doing he leaned over and quietly placed his left hand on the side of her face. With his other hand Prem slowly leaned in and pulled away a strand of dark brown hair that seemed to be annoying her the most. Wrapping it around his finger he undecidedly tucked it behind her ear. Heer quickly moved her hands away from her face and sat still allowing him to continue doing what he was doing. She stared at him, a dazzled expression playing on her face. Heer held on to the bottom of her dress tightly cursing the wind under her breath. Prem looked into her eyes loosing himself for a while as he continued to move away the hair from her face. His silky brown hair bounced and blew forcefully in the wind, his boyish bangs dancing on his forehead.

Suddenly coming back to the real world a sheepish grin spread across Heer's face, "Prem lets go inside the bell rang and erm I think it's going to rain!"

"Oh...erm...yeh," Prem laughed quickly moving away from her. "I was just helping you."

"Well look at your own hair Prem." Heer laughed. "God you need a haircut you're starting to look like a girl!" She teased pushing his boyish bangs away from his eyes.

"Hey I do not look like a girl!" Prem warned. "My hair is fine!" He grunted running his hands through it.

"That's what you think," Heer giggled. "Go and look in the mirror! If you want to win that match tomorrow go and cut your hair. Maybe then you'll actually be able to see the ball." Just then the grey clouds began pouring with rain forming huge puddles on the ground. Heer stood up and quickly started running inside as Prem ran after her laughing.

"Your just jealous of my hair!" He yelled.

"Sureee Prem!" Heer giggled.

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Prem glanced over at Heer as they sat in Maths and sighed as he watched her scribbling away in her diary again. Once again the two of them had turned up to class late all wet and Mrs. Stewart wasn't too happy with them. Prem and Heer were trying to be as good as possible. Heer was crouched in her seat with her diary over her English book so it looked like she was working when she wasn't. Prem had seen her writing in it all the time and had always wondered what it was that she wrote about. However, every single time he had tried looking over sheer curiosity she would always shove him away saying, "No-one's allowed to see this Prem! Not even you." Prem had finally given up after trying for so long. She would never let him read it.

Heer held the purple book in her hand scribbling away quietly at the back of the class. Every now and again she would glance up to make sure the teacher wasn't looking at her.

Dear diary,

Sorry, it's been ages since I last wrote to you but I've got my reasons.

Well it's been a busy week. Prem has the football tournament tomorrow

and it's really stressing him out. I don't even know why though, I'm sure

he is going to win. But then again that's the thing with Prem; he's tough and hard on

the outside but as soft as a cookie on the inside. He might try to act like he doesn't

really care in front of other people but only I know how much he really does care.

And this Robby is so annoying! He's been trying to wind Prem up all day ...I bet he's

up to something. Even when we were walking to math's just now he was standing

against his locker smirking. I hope Prem doesn't do something stupid! He keeps telling me

He's looking at me right now like I'm doing some sort of crime, ahaha it's only

because I never let him read what I write in this.

---Oh crap I think Mrs. Stewart is coming!

Heer quickly slammed her math's book over her diary just in time. Mrs. Stewart walked right past her desk staring at her with a rather suspicious look on her face. Prem grinned once she had walked away, "Heer that was close." Heer sniggered quickly throwing her diary back into her bag. Sanjana was sat at the other side of the class glaring at her. Heer rolled her eyes and quickly started working.

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Prem and Heer walked through the school corridor over to their lockers. Heer could feel all the guys staring at her and grinning but she pretended not to notice. She was used to it now and it just didn't seem to bother her anymore. She glanced to the side to see a boy nudging another boy and pointing at her as they both eyed her. Heer quickly looked away and walked over to her locker.

"Hey Prem!" Called a deep masculine voice from behind them. Prem and Heer quickly turned around to see Robby leaning against a locker behind them. His arms were slung around a few of his well-built friends and he was chuckling quietly to himself. "You ready to lose tomorrow?" He snickered.

Prem chuckled, "No. But I sure as hell am ready to watch you lose!"

Robby snorted moving closer to Prem, "Oh is that so Prem? Well we'll find out tomorrow won't we?" He grunted his eyes slowly moving from Prem to Heer. An evil smile seemed to appear on his lips as he eyed Heer from up to down.

"We will Robby!" Prem retorted noticing the way he was staring at Heer. "Now why don't you leave before I get angry?"

Heer narrowed her eyes clinging on to Prem's arm, "Prem let's go," She ordered moving him away. "Just ignore him."

Robby laughed, "Yes, Prem why don't you listen to your best friend...or wait should I say girlfriend? She sure does seem to know what's going to be happening tomorrow." His friends around him burst into a fit of laughter all of them staring at Heer now. Prem could feel his blood starting to boil as his hands scrunched into a fist.

"Prem just ignore him," Heer repeated trying to drag him away. "Let's go." Prem glared at Robby as he let Heer take him away.

"Or wait," called Robby. "Why don't we have a deal Prem?" Prem furrowed his eyebrows turning to face Robby again.

"What do you bloody want?" He gritted. Heer gulped sensing something was going to happen now. She took Prem's hand trying to pull him away but Prem refused to move. He stood firm on the ground glaring at Robby.

Robby moved away from his friends and stepped closer to Prem so the two of them were looking directly at each other now. "I want her Prem," Robby spoke turning to look at Heer. "How about," he started, "How about I make this game easy for you and let you win if you give me Heer."

Prem eyes grew wide and he immediately grabbed hold of the front of Robby's jacket. "Robby if I were you I would stop talking right now." His voice was cold and full of hatred. His fine-featured face was white and burning with fury and his eyes looked like they were going to kill someone. Heer looked at Prem her heart starting to race. She knew nothing was going to stop him now. "Prem let go!" She ordered pulling him away. "Prem..." Prem shoved Heer away and moved back still glaring at Robby. "Don't force me to hit you," He hissed.

Robby smirked fixing his jacket, "No Prem I'm serious. I want her." He was now staring directly at Heer. "She looks like a lot of fun," he laughed tilting his head to the side. He slowly moved his hand forward to touch Heer.

"Don't touch her!" Growled Prem pushing Robby away. Robby laughed again moving forward to touch her again. "I said don't touch her!" Yelled Prem this time much louder.

"Prem please!" Pleaded Heer. "Let's. Go!" She looked at Robby and shook her head disgustingly before trying to drag Prem away again.

Prem turned to look at Heer. His eyes softened, "Im sorry," he said before turning around to walk away.

"That's it!" Growled Prem. He turned around and flung himself at Robby hitting him hard across the face. Within seconds the boys were attacking each other like wild animals. Prem hit Robby again and then hurled him across the ground. He bent down to pick him up again. Robby reached out one hand to hit Prem but he was way too slow. Prem grabbed hold of his hand and hit him harder in the stomach. Robby flew against the lockers.

He quickly scrambled up and stood panting, his eyes turning red. Blood trickled down his nose. A large group of students had now gathered around to watch the drama. Heer stood still watching them fight unable to do anything. There was nothing she could do to stop Prem now. He was a Prem she had never seen. Hot tears surged to her eyes, as she struggled to control them. Within seconds tears were flowing non-stop from her eyes turning to ice on her cheeks. "Prem please..." She said again and again her voice fading away until it refused to come out. She was frightened.

Robby charged himself at Prem. "You bas***d!" He yelled.

Prem was fuming. "Don't ever talk about Heer like that ever again!" He roared. He hit him again. Robby went sprawling again this time facedown. He was much slower in getting up, and blood was now flowing from both of his nostrils and his mouth. He was raging madly as he threw himself at Prem. Prem grabbed the front of his jacket, whirling them both around, he shook Robby twice, hard before letting him drop again. "I'll kill you!"

Robby's face was bleeding badly, but he grabbed for Prem's leg. Prem jerked him to his feet and hit him again. He went on speaking saying each word with full force hitting him again and again.

"Prem!" Heer cried as loudly as she could. She was now completely frightened of what she was seeing; frightened of what Prem might do. A group of boys tried pulling Prem off Robby but there was no point. He was now completely out of control. "Prem let go of him!" They yelled.

"PREM JUNEJA!" Bellowed a loud deep voice across the hall, "STOP THAT RIGHT NOW!"

Prem immediately stopped hitting Robby and stood up. He slowly wiped away the blood that was dripping from his nose on the back of his hand. The head teacher was walking towards them. "What on EARTH do you think you're doing Prem?! How dare you! How dare you use such violent and aggressive behaviour in this college! THIS IS NOT ACCEPTABLE YOUNG MAN!"

Robby stood up touching the blood on his face, he was trying to look as innocent as possible. Prem was still shaking as he continued to glare at Robby. "IM TALKING TO YOU MR PREM JUNEJA! JUST WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING!? AND WHY IS EVERYONE JUST STANDING HERE? THE SHOWS OVER! BREAK WILL BE OVER IN FIVE MINUTES, GET READY FOR YOUR NEXT LESSON!" AND I WANT BOTH OF YOU BOYS IN MY OFFICE RIGHT NOW!" He ordered staring at both Prem and Robby. We will be dealing with this seriously."

Heer shook her head and made her way to the girl's bathroom. She felt like puking. If the head teacher hadn't of arrived on time today nothing would have stopped Prem. Nothing. What had gotten into him? Heer had never before seen him so violent. She ran her hands through her hair and realized how badly she was sweating. All she wanted right now was to be left alone.

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That's it guys! 😃 LOOOL I know what your thinking. What the hell just happened to Prem?🤣 Ahhh loveee is in the air. 😉 Keep reading to find out what happens next muahahah.😆😳🤗

awesomeee too good very nice part waitinggg for next asap.