"Vodka was easier to swallow than the fact that you were not coming back"
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5 years ago--
Vahni POV:
As we kiss, the world around us melts away. It's just Vihaan and me, lost in the moment.
Vihaan's lips are soft and gentle, but also possessive and demanding. He deepens the kiss, his tongue tangling with mine, and I feel like I'm melting into his arms.
I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him closer. Vihaan's hands are on my waist, holding me tight as we kiss.
The kiss is like a spark of electricity, sending shivers down my spine. I feel alive, like I'm on fire.
As we break apart for air, Vihaan looks at me with a gaze that's both tender and intense. "I've wanted to do that for a long time," he whispers.
I smile, feeling like I'm floating on air. "I've wanted you to," I reply, my voice barely above a whisper.
We sit there for a moment, looking at each other, the tension between us palpable. Then, without saying a word, Vihaan leans in and kisses me again.
This time, the kiss is deeper, more passionate. We're lost in the moment, our lips tangled together, our hearts pounding as one.
As we kiss, I feel like I'm falling, like I'm losing myself in Vihaan's arms. But I don't care. I'm too caught up in the moment, too swept up in the passion and desire that's burning between us.
As we finally break apart for air, Vihaan looks at me with a gaze that's both tender and intense. We're both breathing heavily, our chests rising and falling in sync.
Vihaan's eyes lock onto mine, and I feel like he can see right through me. I try to look away, but I'm trapped in his gaze.
Without saying a word, Vihaan reaches out and gently brushes a strand of hair behind my ear. His touch sends shivers down my spine, and I feel like I'm melting into his arms.
As the moment stretches out between us, I know that I'm in trouble. I'm falling for Vihaan, hard AGAIN.And I'm not sure if I'll ever be able to stop...
Vihaan's eyes never leave mine as he leans in, his lips brushing against mine in a soft, gentle kiss. I feel a spark of electricity run through my body, and I know I'm in trouble.
We make out for a few moments, our lips tangled together, our hearts pounding as one. But then Vihaan pulls back, his eyes locked onto mine.
"I should get you home," he says, his voice low and husky.
I nod, feeling a pang of disappointment. But as we drive to my place, the tension between us is palpable.
Vihaan doesn't say a word, but I can feel his eyes on me, burning with intensity. I know that he's struggling with his feelings, that he's torn between his desire for me and his need to resist me.
As we pull up to my house, Vihaan turns off the engine and turns to me. For a moment, we just look at each other, the tension between us crackling like electricity.
"Thanks for the ride," I say, trying to sound casual.
Vihaan nods, his eyes never leaving mine. "Anytime," he replies, his voice low and husky.
As I get out of the car, Vihaan follows me, walking me to my front door. As we stand there, he looks at me with a gaze that's both tender and intense.
"Goodnight," he says, his voice low and husky.
"Goodnight," I reply, feeling a pang of disappointment that the night is over.
As I watch Vihaan walk back to his car, I know that I'll be thinking about him all night. And I have a feeling that tomorrow, he'll regret what happened tonight...
As I enter my house, I feel a rush of excitement and nervousness. I quickly change into comfortable clothes and try to settle down for the night. But my mind is racing, replaying the kiss with Vihaan over and over again.
I toss and turn in bed, unable to sleep. My heart is still racing, and my lips feel tender from the kiss. I feel like I'm on cloud nine, and I don't want to come down.
Finally, as the first light of dawn creeps into my room, I doze off, exhausted but happy.
I wake up late, feeling groggy but still euphoric. I stretch and yawn, feeling like I'm walking on air. I get out of bed and start getting ready for the day, still feeling like I'm in a dream.
As I'm brushing my teeth, I remember that I need to check my phone for notifications. I rinse my mouth and grab my phone, feeling a thrill of excitement as I see that I have a message from Vihaan.
I open the message, my heart racing with anticipation. But as I read the words on the screen, my heart sinks.
"I am sorry for what happened last night," the message reads. "I was just drunk, it wasn't right, it was a mistake. I hope you don't mind, and we can just forget it ever happened."
I feel like I've been punched in the gut. I read the message over and over again, hoping that it's just a joke, that Vihaan didn't really mean it. But the words on the screen don't change, and I'm left feeling disappointed, hurt, and confused.
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Why do our pasandida mards always mess up guys?
Am so done with my boy!!
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