The indelible

Chapter -28

“ That sounds so...-”

“ absurd???”

“ NO.!!...I mean that kinda sucks. But you really were not an emotional one. I got it.”

“ Yeah..!!! But I will try from now on. I swear there will be nothing i won't do to make you smile and be happy.”

“ Hmm.... * I start laughing a little I can't stop it* ”

“ Why?? What happened??”

“ Nothing. Looking at you talking some sweet things other than insults and bickering is making me like you more and more. ”

          He smiled a little and..... IS THAT A TINT OF PINKISH EDGE On his cheeks?? Shit???? IS HE BLUSHING??? OHH....GOD.!!!! HOW MUCH MORE I LIKE HIM. I AM CRUSHING HARDER ON HIM. I AM GONNA DIE BY JUST LOOKING AT HIS BREATH-TAKING BLUSHING FACE.

“ You are being so sweet too. I hope you are not drunk. Or was the glass of water drugged?? You seem unlike you.”

“ Stop it!!! Let me drink in the the moment. I am gonna have to feel it to the fullest.”

      I don't know from where I got the courage to say those words but I say them and wrap my hands tighter around him. He tightens the hug. I feel so comforted. He may be a reckless one in past. But now is what counts. It's all I care for from now on.
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    That night he went home after that tight crushing hug. From then on we've texted each other whenever we got free time. He told me about his day and I told him  about mine. When he reached home we would end our day with a call.

    But somethings like our bickering or fighting over silly things like kids never change. I feel relieved nothing much has changed and we are as good as normal and there is no awkwardness after these 3 to 4 days itself.

“ Heyyy....Purva!!! Here!!!!”
 
      I heard him from afar of the market street. He is dashing as always. Girls would swoon all over him just the way I imagined. Stop drooling bitches. He is MY man!!!

         I told myself and started towards him. He waited and when I got there he hugged me in a tight embrace. He is warm as always. We planned to meet today. He got off work and I had an overtime class for an event with my students. So it's the best we could make to meet right now.

        He told me we were going to his place today. I KNOW!!! I FREAKED OUT TOO!!! But then his mom was going to attend that event too. As a fan of cultural arts she was invited in these kinds of events and parties. She is respected so much. I thought of meeting her personally too. Maybe as the opening dancer I could respectfully introduce myself to her beforehand. I liked her before I even started liking her son after all. But he was all jealous when I told that I liked her before him.

“ Come on. My father probably wouldn't be at home right now. Let us meet mom.”

“ Where is your dad by the way??”

“ Ohhh. He would go to his golf club friend's meet to talk business every Saturday. That is why I chose today to bring you home.”

“ Acting clever eh?”

“ Yep. Wanna know what more I can do except acting clever???”

“ What??? Shut up!!! We are at your home going to meet your mom in few minutes and you speak like this??? You are a bad boy Viraansh. A very bad boy.”

“ Wanna know a secret ??? ...... I was never a good little boy. I was, I am and I will always be a menace baby.”

         In general I would admit that it was the hottest thing I've ever heard. But that would be a good blow to his ego. That is never gonna happen now.

“ BEHAVE you-”

     Even before I complete my sentence he kisses my knuckles. I am melting someone please freeze my melting heart. I am all fuzzed up in my insides.

“ Let's go meet mom and my brother.”

       What??? His brother?? Does he have one??? I never knew it.

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