Rishab's POV:
I parked my car in front of my house and got out of my car. I went to the other side and opened the passenger door. She was peacefully sleeping not even having a slightest idea of what is happening.
Looking at her, I realized how I was always wrong in judging things. I thought Diya looked the cutest while making a puppy face but I was wrong.
She is more breathtaking while she is asleep.
I bent down and removed the seat belt from her. For one second our faces were so close that raised my heart beat erratically.
I carried her inside my house, bridal style. She stirred a bit and snuggled more closer towards me. Having her so close to me, that too in my arms, I don't know how to describe, it was heavenly. Unknowingly my lips curved upwards and I continued smiling like a mad man all the way.
I pushed the door of my guest room open with my leg and placed her on the bed.
I took off her heels and pulled the duvet over her and she immediately covered herself with it.
I came back downstairs and called out for Sheena, the maid of my house.
"Miss Thakur, there is a girl upstairs in the guestroom. She is not well. So can you please look after her?"
She was shocked hearing I bought a girl home, but it wasn't her fault. I should have addressed her as my friend or someone else instead of telling 'a girl.'
"Sure, sir."
"And you come to my room, I'll give you some clothes. Please change her into those."
"Yes,sir."
Diya is lean and petite and I ain't fat either. My clothes will be a bit loose for her but it will be alright.
I took out a T-shirt which became a bit tight for me and a track pant from my wardrobe and handed it to Sheena.
She took it from me and left the room. I realized we hadn't eaten anything in the party when my stomach grumbled.
I went into the kitchen and fished for food inside the fridge. Finally I grabbed an apple and ate it fully.
Diya also didn't eat anything in the party. She might be hungry now. But should I wake her? First of all will she get up?
I went to the guest room carrying a glass of milk in my hands. She was sleeping wearing my T-shirt and I've to admit my T-shirt was perfect for her more than me.
I walked across the room and sat beside her. I kept the glass on the table beside the bed.
"Diya."
No response.
"Diyaaa." I said a bit louder.
No response.
I shook her but also no response.
I held her arm and tried to tickle her palm. She pulled her hand instantly making me fall over her. I felt my heart making a somersault inside my chest. Every time she comes closer to me something happens inside me. I couldn't take it anymore.
I got up and left the room after drinking the whole glass of milk.
I plunged into my bed and tried my level best to sleep. But whenever I close my eyes Diya's face comes into my mind. I've spent sleepless nights before, but it was either for my school exams or some important match. Never before I've felt it difficult to sleep because of a girl.
But whatever, I like this feeling very much. I want to feel more like this. I drifted off to sleep that night thinking of her.
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Diya's POV:
Woah! How did my bed become so soft all of a sudden? It was so soft that I didn't want to get up even though sun shined brightly on my face. I rolled across the full length of the bed with my eyes still closed to enjoy the comfort of the bed.
I think I rolled too much because I landed on the floor straight on my back.
"Ahhh" I opened my eyes with great difficulty because my head was throbbing with pain and now my back too. What a start for a day?
Just then I realized I was not in my room. Whose room is this? And why am I here? The room was big and comfortable.
I tried to recollect what happened yesterday and remembered I was in a party with Rishab where I met Dhoni but I couldn't remember anything else.
Were I drunk? I got restless and felt like crying.
I started to panic seeing I was in some other clothes too. My palms turned sweaty and my heart beat wildly. All kinds of violent thoughts passed my mind. What if someone had kidnapped me? What if someone had.... No! Noooo!!!!!!!
I heard the door open and was relieved to see Rishab standing there. Relieved in the sense not fully but half because it is someone I know.
"Morning, darl."
What is with the tone in his voice? And Darl? Did something happen yesterday?
"R-rishab...d-did anything happen.......
y-yesterday?"
I might have a panic attack any soon.
"Anything in the sense?"
He is not planning to make it easy for me. I know he understood whatever I was speaking about with the smirk that was playing on his lips. I wanna kill him now, right now.
"Anything b-between us?"
"Many things happened sweetheart. Don't you remember anything?"
That's all. My dam broke and tears started flowing continuously down my cheeks. I felt so embarrassed and heartbroken. I couldn't look at his eyes and slowly anger fumed into me thinking how he had taken advantages of me.
"I-I don't r-remember anything."
"Then I'll tell you."
"I d-dont want to h-hear."
"You should. You will like it."
God! Can't I get rid of him? He is totally a jerk.
"Yesterday you drank a lot and I saved you from a fat guy, then we both danced and."
"Oh please stop." I burst out crying. But he didn't budge.
"Then we went out to the lawn and there you came so close to my face and you know what happened next?"
I regretted having ears and I wanted to kill myself. I still expect Rishab to tell this all was a lie. Isn't he a gentleman? Or is he like the others too?
"You..." He paused. I felt my heart was about to burst any second.
"You fainted." He burst out laughing.
Really? Is this funny for him? How can he make fun in these kind of things? I've to teach him a lesson.
I got up and went to him within two long strides smiling flirtatiously. I leaned closer and stared at him for a second and started beating him on his chest with my full force.
"Heyy! What is this for?"
"How dare you make fun of me?"
"Can't I?" He asked seductively and grabbed my hand to save him from my beating. I looked at his eye to see whether he was kidding but I couldn't read anything from it. We locked eyes and I felt like I was hypnotized by his eyes.
I looked away unable to look at him anymore. Something stirred inside me when we stood there looking into each other.
Maybe it stirred because I wanted to throw up? It should be that only. Alcohol and its effects I think.
"Then what happened?" I wanted to know fully.
" I texted your mom saying that you will be staying with your friend Nisha whom I assume to be your friend and I brought you to my house."
"These clothes?"
"Girl, you're so dirty. It is mine but Sheena only changed it for you,ok? Nothing bad happened. Believe me,I'm a gentleman."
I rolled my eyes. He is always self appreciating.
"Ok ok fine, Mr. Gentleman." I giggled.
We both had breakfast together and I was hungry as hell. I noticed his house was too big for a single person. It was fancy but each and every room screamed money by its appearance.
After an hour later he dropped me home even though I refused.
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