Marry Me

Chapter - 40 Friends

We had just walked into the palatial garden, it was full of flowers, a mixture of orchids and daisies and ofcourse juliet roses. The table were elicited in beautiful teal and lilac fine cloths. Their were orchestrated lamps hanging around from trees, it was evening and the lights from the lamp hanging around and tables covered with lamps looked so peaceful and beautiful that it almost gave the feel of some casual but beautiful soiree. The winds rustled and the smell of flowers and vanilla candles filled my nostrils. I took a deep grateful breath. " I think so we need to say thank you to the wedding planner. She has really surpassed the decorations. "

Kiyansh turned towards me and smiled at me. " She really seems to be a fan of you. All the time when we talked she was asking questions about you. She also really likes your parents. " He said and pointed towards my father who was also wearing a tux in grey colour instead of his usual jeans and T-shirts. He looked so handsome, deep in conversation with the before-mentioned wedding planner. She was a brunette dressed in black sleek gown. She smiled up at something my father said.

And just as we both entered the colossial lawn, heads turned in our direction. People dressed in fine opulent clothes seemed to straighten themselves and smiled at us. Some I recognised, some I didn't. But I smiled back, understanding if they were important enough to attend our wedding it means they were important enough to someone in our family.

My eyes fell upon Prisha, Rohit, Kritika and Ayan and surprisingly on the two cricketers we met on the world cup, Vikrant and Rathi. I see Rathi standing close to Kritika. He is wearing a blue suit. His black eyes stuck on her. They all are smiling at us. Except Ayan whom i see is somewhat stiff. I look questioningly at him but he just gives me a little smile.

I tug Kiyansh in there direction. They all meet us in the middle. " Hiii" I grin up at them.

"Hello, Congratulations. You owe me Rathi, I told you boss was head over heels" Vikrant laughs like a boy and winks at me, his handsome face gleaming in the lights.

"Thank you" I say somewhat muffled. They bet on me too? What was wrong with our family and friends?

He moves forward and hugs me a little. I feel someone tugging me up in the opposite direction. I look up and see Kiyansh glaring at Vikrant.

"Okay Okay " Vikrant holds up his hand in surrender then offers me his hand. "I want to play in IPL. "

I pass an irritated look at Kiyansh then take his hands laughing at his joke.

They all congratulate us. And I see Kritika and Rathi getting more and more close to each other. I pass an amused eyebrow at Prisha who grins at me. I turn my head to talk to Ayan who seems missing. "Where is Ayan" I frown up at Rohit.

"Don't know, he was just here five minutes before. By the way I like your sneakers." He smirked at me.

I grinned and pointed towards Kiyasnh who was standing with Vikrant and Rathi talking about cricket as always.

I look around again and impetouously start walking, looking for Ayan. I remember his face since afternoon and I wanted to know if he was feeling well. A lot of people stopped me for congratulations, I gave them small smiles and hastily walked away from them. I search for atleast fifteen more minutes before my eyes find him in a far corner standing under Ashoka tree. His back to the trunk of the tree a glass of wine in his hands. I check my left and right and then move towards him, raising my skirt a bit from the ground.

" Hey " I say reaching under the tree and folding my arms.

" Hey" he looked surprised. His idyllic features literally shoned under the tree light. He was wearing a grey checked fit Armani suit. His dark black hair were cropped short but some of the strands still fell upon his head, his dark black eyes were stark alive, in short, he was looking like the heartthrob he was. The smell of his perfume was very striking. I loved perfumes, I reminded myself to ask him which one he was wearing although the perfume I loved most in the world was woodpines and chocolate.

"What are you doing, hiding away from girls? " I raise my brow in mock surprise.

"Maybe." He says softly giving me a beatific smile.

" Hey ! What happened are you okay? I am watching you since morning you are not looking well. "

" Oops that hurt. At first you rejected me so fast that you married someone else now you are also saying I don't look well." He gave me a smile but I saw something serious in his eyes.

I stuck my tounge out at him I didn't like seeing him sad although I wanted to ask him the reason I chose a different way. " Oh please don't even start my cousin's are gauging their eyes out if their sockets since you came to our house and is the bollywood icon asking me if he is looking sexy or not? Just look at yourself standing here like this, women would swoon just by seeing you."

"They wouldn't just swoon. They would give anything to talk to you." A voice said and my and Ayan's head whipped to find Kiyansh looking at us. He raised his hands. "You both are so loud, I couldn't help but listen to you both talking."

"You asshole." Ayan laughed.

And then Kiyansh nodded at him, which was equivalent to a laugh.

And then Ayan screamed. "Hallelujah my friends!!"