The Smile: the eternal Sunshine (Completed) *Editing*

Chapter 5

Treasure what we have!

Nidhi

As soon as I got out of my room, I didn’t know where to go; it was MY ROOM after all and he was the one who should have gotten out of there. After debating with myself outside the door for a while, I decided to go in and throw him out of my room. He was still sitting on my bed, putting on the buttons staring at the floor. He looked at the door when he heard me walking in and stood up.

I looked at the shirt, fitting him perfectly. “Please, leave my room.” I said sounding calm like I wasn’t feeling anything.

Without uttering a word he picked up his wet t-shirt and walked past me, out of the door. When he left, I locked the damn door. I looked at the open suitcase feeling sick to my stomach. I couldn’t take it anymore, I ran to the bed and took out all of the clothes in there, looking at them, feeling them, and taking in the familiar smell. I don’t know how long I sat there with the clothes in my hands but a knock on the door startled me.

“Who is it?” I asked.

“Nidhi, open the door. It’s our sleepover, remember?” Kaya said loudly.

“Just a minute.” I quickly put all the clothes in the suitcase and locked it. After putting the suitcase under my bed I opened the door.

“I brought you dinner in the room. And I don’t mind sharing, though I ate earlier but ….” she trailed off putting the plate of rice on the bed-side table.

“But?”  I asked.

“But seeing someone so yummy after dinner made me hungry again. I wouldn’t mind some desert you know.” she said looking straight at me, her hands on her hips.

“What?” I asked confused.

“Come on, don’t tell me you haven’t noticed. That guy is 10 on 10, way too hot.” she said fanning her hands near her face.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I said pulling the plate on my lap and putting a spoonful in my mouth.

She walked towards the window and looked down. “Well, whether you have noticed or not, I have noticed today. The wet shirt hugging his body, his well-built muscles not bulging out but toned….” She trailed off as she kept on looking down dreamily from the window.

I put the plate back on the table, took three large steps towards her and looked out of the window. “Where is he?” I asked confused, even sounding a little angry when I couldn’t see him anywhere and even his bike was gone.

“Oh, he left earlier, just after he came out of your room. He gulped the drink & insisted on leaving. Wait…” she said dramatically, “and you thought I was looking at him, oh! I was just looking at the road.”

“Okay, who cares anyways?” I replied, as I walked back to the bed & started digging on my plate again.

“I do. He is so hot yet so sweet. Haven’t you seen how she talks to your mom? Just so sweet.” she asked looking dreamy again, getting on my nerves. I was shivering with anger.

“What’s wrong with you Kaya? Why are you acting like this? At the office you tell me he is not a jerk, try talk to me about him, ask me how he used to be before he got promoted; downstairs you were entering the house with him hand on hand and then you go & sit with him cozily showing him how much you care that he would get a cold. And now this, about his body, and his hotness. Have you forgotten that you have a boyfriend who loves you like crazy?” I paused feeling my heart beating strangely, my body shaking. “Why are you acting like a little…?” I stopped right there realizing that I had gone too far this time.

“A little what Nidhi, just complete the sentence.” she asked looking dead serious.

“Nothing Kaya, it’s…” I was gonna say that I was just angry but she cut me mid-sentence.

“Nidhi, just complete the sentence. You don’t have to hide your feelings from me, just say that I’m acting like a little slut.” she said sounding neither hurt nor angry, her voice was so calm that I was afraid to look at her.

“I didn’t mean it that way. You were just talking about him like…and I was just…I’m sorry.” I said finally looking at her.

She had a sad smile on her face, but I was amazed & even a little scared that she was not angry. It was so unlike her to be so calm & quiet. “Nidhi, it’s ok.” She said sitting down with her legs folded hugging a pillow. She took the plate from my hand & put it back on the table.