Part 2 of Aisha and Darshan's Story
A crazy, bubbly, happy guy. A crazier, passionate chick. He broke her heart and his own. She walked away without any choice. Their hearts were in a million pieces. He wanted a chance. She wanted to give it to him...
I got dressed and walked to Darshan's house. I met Darshan midway. "Hi! You ready?" I asked. "Yeah, who else is coming? Only Sid's coming," he said, kissing my cheek. "Oh, haan. Alisha aa rahi hai," I said, kissing his nose. He nodded and we sat in the car. Alisha and Sid got in 2 minutes later.
In court...
The judge walked in and we sat down. Darshan's lawyer started giving a summary of his case. We held our breaths and waited. Jai's lawyer looked very familiar. "Ms Khatri?" The judge called. That's when it hit me. Amaira Khatri. That bitch who stole my boyfriend. That bitch became become a lawyer? She spoke in that same idiotic voice she had. They presented their evidence, argued about the credibility. I was so bored. The court was so boring.
After 30 excruciating minutes...
The judge sentenced Jai to 6 months and a penalty of some sort. Darshan smiled to himself. We walked outside and I hugged him. "I'm proud of you," I said, smiling. He smiled and pecked my lips. "Get a room, folks," Alisha whispered. I punched her in the arm. He hugged the other two. "Still friends? Aww, how sweet," a bitchy voice said. Amaira. "Hi, how you been?" Alisha asked in a sickly sweet voice. I pouted, concealing a smile. "Great," Amaira replied and we forcefully laughed. Darshan's phone rang and he walked away. "You still together?" She asked. "I didn't know it was your business," I sassed. "I'm a lawyer. It is my business to know my rival," she snapped. "The case related to your rival. Not his personal life. Buzz off. Bye," Sid said and we walked off. "Kya hua?" Darshan asked, walking up to us. "She wanted to know if you two were dating and we asked her to buzz off," Alisha replied and we walked outside. "Guys, let's go, get some amazing greasy food, and camp in the backyard. Unless you're busy. Like, rehearsals or something," I offered. "Nope, it's only on Sunday," Sid smiled and we looked at each other. Looks like this plan was a go.
We drove back home. We decided to cook at home. Hardil and Jyugal were chilling in the living room, Riaan was in the kitchen searching for beer (He wouldn't find any, we were all out), Aarav was asleep in the guest room and Niu and Tara were playing videogames. "Hi, guys," Sid cheered, his expression going from happy to 'WTF' in a second. I burst out laughing. "Guys, yeh kya haal kar rakhi hai? Jyugal! Put a shirt on!! Hardil! How are you watching TV upside-down? Riaan, we're out of beer," Alisha exclaimed. Everyone straightened up and fixed themselves. "Humne tents laga diye. Don't yell," Hardil said, walking to Alisha and hugging her from the back, kissing her neck, seductively. "Escape while you can," Darshan whispered to me and all of us ran to our rooms before we witnessed a heated makeout session. I got changed and walked to the backyard. I heard some weird sounds from the second guest room. I pressed my right ear to the door. Hardil and Alisha were making out (or maybe something more?) and moaning loud AF. I shook my head and walked outside. "You look like you've seen a zombie. And, where are H and Alisha?" Jyugal asked as the entire gang looked at me. They were sitting around the fire pit. "Don't disturb them. They're making out. Or making love. They're moaning so loudly, yaar," I said, shivering. They pursed their lips to control their laughter and we looked at each other. We had to burst out laughing. "Tune dekha?" Darshan asked, his eyes wide. "Rabba. Apne dimaag nu theek karan," I exclaimed, placing a hand on my heart. He raised an eyebrow. "Fix your brain. Moron," I explained. He nodded. We sat down and started talking about the dear old times.
We were laughing at one of Aarav's stories when H and Alisha walked out, freshly clothed, hair washed. "Please tell me you were making OUT," Tara urged, emphasizing out. They looked at each other and Alisha blushed. "NO. NO. NO. Don't say it. Saali, khud aake mujhe bolti hai ki aise humaare ghar pe hote hue na kar, aur khud karti hai. Hypocrite much?" Niu exclaimed, dramatically. Alisha blushed, madly and Hardil looked away. "Ab main bhi karungi. Jab sab hai. Kya kar legi, kamini?" Niu added. We looked at her. "What? The rooms are soundproof. Only the guest rooms aren't," Niu said, pointedly. "True that," I agreed. "Kar lo," Tara said, acting as if she were granting permission. We laughed. "We made love and nobody found out," Darshan mumbled to me, disguising it with a cough. I nodded, squeezing his palm. He kissed my head and we started grilling the veggies. "Aaj ka menu kya hai, Tara?" I asked, looking at her. "Maggi and grilled veggies," she grinned, closing her eyes. She was so cute. "And by veggies you mean?" I demanded, urging her to finish. "Tomatoes, onions and bell peppers," she finished, mimicking my accent. I playfully glared and she laughed. I kissed her cheek and continued grilling. She pulled me closer and kissed my head. The boys looked at us, amused. We smiled at them.
10 pm...
Darshan and I were in our tent. We had 5 tents in the backyard. I was laying down with my eyes closed, tightly. Darshan was changing into his PJs and I did not want to turn myself on. He laid down beside me and pulled me close. I opened my eyes. He was shirtless. Obviously. I scooted closer and wrapped my leg around his stomach. He pulled me as close as he could. I played with his stubble. He gave me that million-dollar smile that always melted my heart.
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I giggled, kissing his sumptuous lips. God, they were so yummy. He kissed back, wrapping his arm around me. I played with his chain, moving my mouth to his chest, kissing him all over. He pulled away and looked at me. I tilted my neck, teasingly. He peppered soft kisses along my jaw. After, he showered my neck with wet, passionate and soft kisses. He lifted my shirt and kissed my stomach, teased me around my navel with his tongue and kissed me right there before I pulled him away and bought his face close to mine. "You're getting naughtier by the day," I whispered, drawing shapes on his heart. He smirked, going down on my stomach again. He licked me around my navel again, pressing deep kisses on my stomach. It felt so good, except I didn't want it to escalate into something else. I tore him away. He kissed my cheeks and laid next to me. I nuzzled as close as could and he hugged back. "Ishu," Darshan whispered. I looked up at him. He cupped my face and kissed my forehead, gently. "How are you so naughty and gentle at the same time?" He asked, gripping my hips. "I have my ways. Why?" I asked, kissing his stubble, gently. "You're unpredictable," he laughed. I smiled. I looked into his eyes for the one answer I still seeking. He pulled me into him and kissed my eyes before sitting us up. He sat me in his lap and I buckled my ankles around his hips. "You're STILL wondering why I cheated out of the blue, aren't you?" He asked, softly. I nodded, looking away, guiltily. "Amaira approached me and fed me lies about how you were cheating on me. With some random idiot. For a while, I believed her. I wanted revenge. But, after you came back and I saw the hurt in your eyes, I realised how wrong I was. After you left, the girls told me the truth about what happened with all the guys who flirted with you in Mumbai. I..." he explained, guiltily before I cut him off with a deep, long kiss. I pulled away and caressed his delicate features. Tears welled up in his eyes. "No," I mumbled, kissing his messy hair. He started crying, inconsolably. I wiped his tears, hugging him close. "I'm sorry, Aqua. I am so sorry," he sobbed, hiding his face in my chest. "I've hated myself ever since. I am so so so sorry," he gulped. I pulled up his face and looked at him. "Never hate yourself, Dumpling. Hate is a very strong word," I said. "So is love. And I threw it around like it's nothing," he stammered. I was speechless. He wiped his tears and sniffled. "Ishu, tu mujhe kabhi nahi chodegi na?" He asked, hopefully. "I love you way too much to do that," I said, hugging his head that was still shoved in my chest. He looked up at me. I smiled. "Why are you giving me a second chance?" He asked. I laid him down and laid down beside him. "Because I love you," I said simply, hugging him and covering us in a blanket. He snuggled into my side and closed his eyes. I played with his hair until we slowly slipped into a deep slumber, tangled in each other's arms.
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