Accidental Attachment

In his house

"You can wear this", he said

" No way... I'm wearing that ", I said

" Why what's wrong in wearing it", he teased

" Because I don't want to ", I said,

He grinned.

" And Vikram, I want to tell my mom that I'm staying here, and you know my mom right, so can you somehow convince that that it's ok for me to stay here. ", I asked

" Of course baby, I'll call her tomorrow morning ", he said

" Good night, ", he said looking into my eyes, and left the room.

I noticed that he had kept his shirts on the bed.
I took the white shirt.
I recollected how in movies, the heroine wears their boyfriend's shirt.

So out of curiosity, I went into the washroom, and changed my clothes, and wore his shirt alone.

I came out to look on the mirror. The shirt covered my thighs.

I looked into the mirror..

"Uh.. Actually", Vikram came inside the room startling me.

He saw me and smiled.
" At last you decided to wear it", he said and came closer..

I covered by knees with his other shirt

"Noo.. I just wanted to see,.. ", I stammered.

He came closer and took away the other shirt which was in my hand..

He then pulled me closer.

"You look hot, in my shirt", he said..

I looked down..

He put his fingers on my chin and lifted it up to meet my eyes..

" I had forgotten one thing, before leaving.. "
He said and kissed my forehead..

"A goodnight kiss", he whispered..

"You forgot this button" He said

I noticed that one of the button's of the shirt was open..
Before I could do anything.. Vikram brought his hand to my shirt and buttoned it..
I stood still, not being able to move..

"Goodnight baby.. " He said and took away his arms from me.

I couldn't speak as he let me go and left the room.

I slept in his shirt, the smell of its fabric reminded me of him and his warmth.

It was a really different feeling..

The next morning, I woke up to a tray of food before me..

My mouth opened as I saw, pancakes, dosa, parathas, bread toast, juice and coffee.

I looked around.. And Vikram entered my room in a minute.

"You woke up great, have your breakfast, have to get ready for the interview with journalists", he said wearing his watch..

I looked at him, he was in his casual wear.

" Interview? Today.. Do I have to speak? ", I asked

" Yes, don't worry, you needn't be nervous, I'm here with you,  I've chosen your dress.. Do good makeup, there are going to be a lot of photos" he said.

"I don't have my things",

" Yah, they got your things,.. See.. I kept them here.. ", he said and I looked at large bags of stuff.