Tit For Tat

"If you won't believe in love, you would never realise the love I have for you, sunflower."

...

"Zubair," I elbow him; he's sitting right next to me. Offering him my empty plate, I say, "I'm hungry. Get me more cake."

The way he raises his eyebrow is so comical that I can't stop myself from grinning.

"What?" I whine. "Do it, no! Please! I'm too tired to get up, but I'm also hungry, so please get it for me! It's an order!"

"Why should I listen to you?" he asks, licking the cake off his spoon.

"Because it's my birthday, and I deserve special treatment, why else?" I say rhetorically. "Besides you shouldn't need a reason to do something for your friend. Friends love each other, which is why they listen to what the other asks them to do, and they do it!"

"But I don't love you," he deadpans, looking at me sideways with a serious expression. "I think you've confused me with Ayan."