In his room

I sat on the bed cursing him. Why the hell did he shout at me? It’s him who became busy with his calls. My entire mood was spoiled with his behaviour.

My cell phone rang popping Anna’s name on the screen. “Hello!” I answered.

“Hey! Where are you? Aren’t you coming? We are at Oliver’s.”

"Anna! Harry and I are not coming. We are at home.” I replied frustratingly.

“Why? What happened?”

“We had a fight and we both are not interested in going anywhere.”

“Oh God! I’ll come there. Don’t worry.” Anna said.

“No Anna. I’m fine. You guys carry on. Moreover I need to be alone for sometime.”

“Stella! Are you sure? I’m so worried about you.”

“Anna! I’m fine. Don’t think much. I’m going to bed. You guys please carry on.” Saying that I cut the call.

I put my fingers on my temp