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...
Darshan was coming back after 3 months. I was so excited. I was picking him up after work. Shraddha saw me bouncing around. "Kya ho gaya? I haven't seen you this happy for like 2 months. And you were happy because the director approved the choreography," she chuckled. "Darshan's coming back today. I am so excited," I smiled. "Yayy," she cheered, clapping adorably. We got to practice.
I ran outside and met Sid in his car. "Hey, bro! What up?" I asked, sitting inside. I waved to Shraddha and we drove to the airport. "You're so happy, bro. Chill," Jyugal smiled. "I am. It has been 3 whole months, Bhai. I missed him so much," I said, bouncing. They laughed. We reached the airport and I jumped out of the car. I ran to the exit and waited. Darshan was surrounded by fans. People giving him roses and hugs. I bounced around for a while before he found me. His face broke into a huge grin. All the fans turned around and looked at me. Darshan walked towards me and I hugged him around his neck. He wrapped his arms around my stomach and lifted me, spinning me around. "I missed you so much. I kept every one of your postcards and all the photos you sent me. I have a whole folder on my phone's gallery," I cheered, practically jumping. "I know! I got you so many things," he brightened. "Are you the choreographer, Aisha Kaur Dhillon?" One of the fans asked. "Yeah, how'd you know?" I smiled, touching her upper arm. "I love your videos. The one where Darshan goes all crazy and you get annoyed and then give up and join him is so adorable," she fangirled. I giggled. I talked to the fans for a while and we walked to the car. Darshan sat down at the back and Jyugal moved to the front seat after I gave him the best puppy face I could. "Thanks, Bhai," I smiled. I put my head in Darshan's lap and he removed my hair ties and combed his fingers through my hair, softly. I smiled and dug my face into his stomach, hugging him tightly.
At Home...
"Gabbuuuuu," I pouted, stretching my hands out, sitting on the bed. He walked right into my arms and kissed my forehead. "I have a surprise for you. Tomorrow in the evening. Okay?" He whispered, laying me down with my hands clasped under my chin and kissing my jaw. "Okay," I smiled, biting my lip. He kissed my lips, softly cupping my cheek and weaving a hand into my hair. "I missed you, Ishu," he mumbled against my lips. I smiled and hugged him tighter. He pulled away and kissed my cheek. "Darshan, can I ask you something?" I asked, tilting my head. He hummed. "What'd you bring me back?" I asked, sitting up. He smiled and rolled off the bed and went to his backpack. He gave me this bohemian kettle and an adorable journal from Jaipur and a patiala suit from Punjab. "They're so adorable, Dumpling. I love them. Especially the kettle," I awwed, hugging him. He smiled. "I have gifts for the others, too. I am going downstairs. Take some time alone," he said, kissing my cheek. I nodded and we walked downstairs. He gave everyone their gifts and we laughed around for a while. "This is so sweet, Bhai," the girls smiled and hugged him. I giggled.
After Dinner...
I got changed into a grey romper with doughnuts on it and walked to the room. Darshan was laying on the bed. In crazy boxers. And, nothing else.
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