'The phone is mine zia.' Mohit said smiling at her. Zia dint knew how to react. She was fuming from within looking at that person who was harassing her from past so many months, right in front of her. But she was not the kinds to get up and punch on his face. She'd always looked up to him and respected him as her sir.
She kept looking at the phone on the table in shock. 'Hey beautiful.. w...' ' please don't sir. why?' Zia looked at him.. Mohit casually laid back at the chair.. 'Look zia. I don't know if i like you or love you. But i find you very beautiful and want to always be in touch with you.. see you, hear your voice......' 'But sir.. ' Zia interrupted.. 'i am your student.. you cannot behave this way with me. And i think you know that i am already in a relationship. A searious relationship.' 'Yes.I know that. And believe me i don't have any problem with your bf untill you are in good terms with me.' Zia found his answer very childish. 'This is insane. And please can u tell me, how you knew about our whereabouts every now and then??' Zia said in a harsh tone. 'I never knew. Did i ever mention you the place? I had just overheard your friend's conversation where they were discussing about boyfriends, and that zia is always with her bf when not with them. That's how i came to know about your relationship.. i don't even know your boyfriend's name.'