When I'm With You

Chapter 53

I stared into his ocean blue eyes, while he is busy blabbering to me. He made me stand properly.

I changed my gaze from his eyes to his light pink lips which is uttering inaudible words.

He grabbed my hand and dragged me to the footpath.

"Where is your mind? How long have I been calling you out of my throat." Grabbed my shoulders and he shook me harder.

"Rishma..." he almost yelled.

He waved his big hand infront of me to stop staring at his lips.

"From where you pop-up out of blue." I asked with half mind.

After hearing my question he looked at me with parted lips with his eyebrows twitched.

Did I ask something wrong?

He slowly withdrew his hands from my shoulders.

"The shoot ended earlier than expected. So we came back quickly. Be that as it may, what world have you fallen into? How long have I been calling you."

"I didn't hear you call me."

"That's why I asked what world you were in." He repeated irritatedly.

"I don't know..." I shouted. My behavior surprised him. "The day you left my mind is not here. Like a robot, going to college every day, that's all. Bored to death." I shouted without even considering at the surroundings.

"How did you live without me here?" I asked him.

"Just like you live now" he said as loud his breath touched my forehead.

"What are you doing at the bus stop without going home?" I asked looking at the trolley bag next to him.

"What am I going to do without a key?"

"Get a hairpin on the way. Open the door like you opened Mrs. Masson's door with my hairpin. You're not smart enough to open the door with just a hairpin." Giving a irritated smirk I folded my hands.

"Better luck next time. Why did you stop to take the bus?" He looked away and asked.

"No matter how much I walked, I couldn't reach home, the road was stretching." I stomped the floor as a kid.

"That's how I felt without you. Stop digging the ground and come." He said as an order.

I stopped stomping the floor, looked at him from head to toe.

"Are you okay?" I asked anxiously.

His all calm and composed face gawking at me with no intention to give reply. Calm expression on his face annoyed me.

"Are you okay?" I shouted.

"Do you think I'm not okay?" He asked back, it made me insane.

"Don't show your nonsense attitude and please tell me if you are okay or not?" I pleaded throwing his attitude aside.

"I... am...okay..." He dragged the words.
"I'm completely alright. Look, I'm standing straight, not losing my balance, I can talk to you without stammering... and you are expecting more than this?" He narrowed his eyes.

The next second I digged my face on his abdomen to hide my welling up tears.

"The topper of class... the stubborn girl... is crying." He placed his right hand behind my head making it go deeper inside him, his left is placed behind my hip pulled me closer.

"I'm n-not cr-crying." I whimpered.

"You are whimpering."

"I'm not."