Hamesha Wala Pyaar (Completed)

Chapter 65

She got out of the bed and touched her ear on the door, more whispers, but she couldn’t clearly hear anything.

“Dheeme dheeme awaaz mein baat kar raha hai koi, apne ghar ka hoga toh aise kyu karega?” she asked.

He had had enough of this suspense.

He bunched the bedsheet around his waist and started walking towards the door.

“hayye rabba, kapde pehen pehle” her wide eyes stared at him, and she smacked her forehead.

“Fuck sorry, nikal jaldi” hastily, he started unbuttoning his shirt which she was wearing.

“Ayyee kya kar raha hai tu?” she swatted his hand away

“tune hi bola na kapde pehen, meri shirt de” he looked at her, bewildered, partly becasue he wasnt fully awake.

“Are you for real Mr. Shukla? Tere closet se nikal ke pehen” she charged to the closet, pulling out a pair of shorts and tshirt, finding one of her set of clothes as well.

They dressed as fast as they could and stepped out of the room slowly.

The voices were coming from the kitchen.

Sidharth and Shehnaaz couldn’t be seen, as the kitchen entrance was hidden from the stairs, but they could hear the voices clearly now.

“Maine nahi kiya darling” the man spoke

“Tune kiya” the female voice exerted “Maine mana kiya fr bhi tune smoke kiya” she spoke.

“Aur waha pe khade hoke tu mujhe hass ke dikha raha tha? Chidha raha tha?” the angry female voice questioned

“Yaar ek kaam kar le, yeh le chaku aur ghusa de, maar dal mujhe, khatam hi kar kahani” the man voice spoke, a little louder than a whisper this time.

“bass yeh bolo toh ho gaya, tu jaan boojh ke bolta hai yeh sab, pata hai tujhe main gussa bhul jaungi” the female was weeping.

Sidharth and Shehnaaz had heard all this while they were descending from the stairs stealthily.

She turned back to him, their eyes met and they both grinned at each other, fully aware now who these voices belonged to.

Mohit and Gunni.

They still had to confront the sparring lovebirds, but with the way Mohit’s voice had softened as he was cajoling her, it was evident that they were in it, neck deep.

Shehnaaz had bent over laughing but covered her mouth to avoid disturbing them.

She wanted to run to the kitchen and catch them red handed for kicks, but he Sidharth stopped her and forcefully pushed her back to the room.

“Teri problem kya hai? Mujhe dekhna tha, maza hi aa jata uske samne khad jati main
toh. Dono ka chehra dekhne wala hota” she wiggled her head, as a mischievously smile covered her face.

“Tune sab maza kharab kar diya mera” she pouted with knitted brows.

“Let them take their time love, kya jaldi hai tujhe?” he asked fiddling with the helm of her top.

“usko kehti tune cigarette kyu pi… hayye full boyfriend glirfriend wale feels aa gaye” she gushed, talking animatedly.

The twinkle in her eyes was enough to melt his heart into a puddle.

He giggled looking at her typical girly enthusiasm.

“Aur Mohit bhaiyya bhi kuch kam nahi hai, waise toh bade stud bante hai, but usko kitne pyaar se samjha rahe the, hayyee rabba mereya… jaldi jadli inka kuch ho jaye bass” she was shaking with happiness, the grin on her face was getting wider and wider.

“ha main bhi wohi soch raha hu, sala harami do baar mila usko sirf, aur yaha tak pohoch gayi baat?” he thought scratching his stubble

“Do baar hamare samne mile, but mujhe lagta hai bahar bhi milte honge” she pursed her lips.

"unn dono mein ajeeb sa comfort laga mujhe, jaise hum dono mein hai" she reminised the way she held his arm a while ago.

“kullluuuuuu.... just imagine, kitna mazza aayega na? Hum dono..tera best friend aur meri cousin. Double dates, night outs, dinners.. kitna mazza aayega yaar” she clapped her hands doubling over in joy.

He felt himself caught up in her happiness as her infectious grin passed on to him.

“Gunni ki jaan nikal dungi main kal, jab tak woh ugal nahi deti sab kuch” she continued as they both settled back into bed.

Sidharth was silent as she nestled against him, under the warm comforter.

His hand patted her back softly.

The dawn was cracking as his thoughts drifted, dissecting the situation habitually.

He was happy n excited for his best friend, but knowing his wayward and frivolous nature he was skeptical too.

This could go two ways, either he will turn Gunni into a second version of him or he will be completely tamed to become a better version of himself.

He was hoping the latter would come true.

Gunni resembled her cousin in so many ways, the same warm and loving Punjabi nature, the same ambitious streak and above all, the same feisty nature.

She could be the strong anchor that could hold his life together, just like Shehnaaz had become his.

Feeling a bit protective towards Gunni, he made a mental note to discuss this with Mohit, man to man, and ask him to back off if he had any untoward intentions.

if Gunni’s heart broke it will definitely affect Shehnaaz and he could let that happen.

He looked at her sleeping face and his lips lingered on her forehead.

“Double dates? Dinners? Night outs? Really?” his brows crossed as he chuckled to himself.

His smile touched the corner of his eyes now.

“Who would have thought? Mohit Jindal & Gunkirat Gill, yet another beginning”.

He said it out more like an announcement and smiled to himself.

His hand reached the AC remote turning it on again as he covered her with himself, pecking her sweet face, until sleep took over.

____________________________________________

Hope u enjoyed this cutie patootie chapter. Please shower ur votes, comments, recommendations in abundance.

Love and luck to all

Sidnaazkidiwani