Some people may seem different from the outside and once you get to know them they turn out differently.
He was definitely one of those people. When I first met him I thought he was a really sporty person and a bit shy.
During the start of the relationship he was of course shy. He wouldn't even touch my hand with his hand!!! I would narrate him how he could do it and yet he wouldn't, he just wouldn't. But over the years I have got to know him and he is nothing like I ever imagined. He is the most notorious boy you can ever meet. Like a person destined to chew out teachers' brains and irritate the hell out of people. But whatever he was, he was mine and I love him no matter what, I seriously mean it, if he chews my brain I will happily arrange a dinner for him. Wait, who am I kidding... I am the only person in the whole wide universe that can handle and tolerate him. I am pretty proud of the achievement.
So as I was saying, I didn't think he was so much into me. So I started taking things a little slowly. I didn't push him to stay closer to me.
One fine winter night I hugged him. It was the first time I had hugged a boy. I ran outside and waited. He came out and said that anyone could have seen that and as I was leaning on a car he told me to get off it as it might be dirty. Humph I thought. I quite didn't expect that reaction. I was pretty sure I was the first girl he had ever hugged. So asked him whether I had offended him in some manner and he said no.
We hugged quite a few times in private. In India it is a bit of taboo to hug the way we did in public.
Once when me, him and his friend Aneeta were inside the building and showing our mobile torches to ones below us. When Aneeta's back was facing us he hugged me so tightly sideways. That is when I realised it. That this boy is truly and madly in love with me. I don't know why at that moment but my heart whispered it to me and said he really loves don't let this one go, ever.
Once when we were about to hug his mother called and we froze in mid action and he picked up the call. It was a bit embarrassing to be honest *awkward laugh* .That day I had decided to kiss him on the cheek. But I got too nervous. So while coming down from our secret place (still remember the place). He called me near him and gave me a tight and loving kiss on the cheeks.
I was so surprised that," how in the name of god! Did he know I was planning on kissing him the cheek?!" Seeing my stunned expression he asked whether I was offended and I said no. I replied that I was planning to do the same and instead he did it.
There was one more thing I loved about him. Whenever anyone used to ask me why I love him so much my first point used to be this; I have tried to break up with him twice until now and always he has made me sit down and talk about it and prevented the break up. Once it was about attention, that he did not give me enough attention. He said sorry and started giving me so much attention.
Who knew I was someday gonna lose it?
But let's leave that for some other chapter.
He even gave me a name. Victory. He said it meant a precious win that I was his precious win. Me. Not anyone else but me.
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Dusk Till Dawn
RomansaI am wide awake. At 3 am, and all I can think about is him, turned to his left, left cheek squished onto his pillow, eyes shut, not tight shut but gently shut. Him breathing quietly and a soft light from the window falling upon his face. Sleeping. A...
