Fated With Him

1. Haven't seen a girl before ?

That's Amaan guys ^^

To me , he's such a snack ^^, Plzzzzz Byeeee T_T. Too bad he's for Aayushi :/

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I stared up at the ceiling feeling emotions and hope , my heart still beating wildly. 

I kept my palm on my chest to calm it down. At least it shouldn't be audible for other people to hear. 

I saw him in the morning. It's 9 pm now. I hadn't seen him since then. 

And how does it went ?

Him saying an awkward Hii to me and me replying back in a wave before rushing out of the pent house. 

But that doesn't means I was anywhere near calm. From inside I was a mess , my mind taking me back to memories, which I tried to keep away coming from but failed badly at it. 

"Come on Kids. Your lunch is ready. And today you'll be catching the school bus alright ?" my mother's voice reminded me and Ayaan and I nodded while having my breakfast. 

"Okay mumma. Have a nice day"  I told her. 

"Ayansh will you go with me ?" she asked Bhai and he nodded kissing her cheeks. 

She got the three of us admitted in different schools I have no idea why. And it was 12th grade for Ayansh Bhai so he wasn't even attending school that regularly. Only his coaching classes. 

But she still didn't smile. 

It's like she was pretending so hard to look like she cares for life. Or about anything else. But she doesn't really. And Ayansh Bhai and me, we really get it why. 

I just hoped we could forget it all and move further. 

I had no idea loving someone can be so contagious for yourself or your health. 

She loved dad dearly. Still does. And it's hard for her to forget everything that happened and move on. 

I will keep in mind to never fall for someone so much. It should bring you happiness. It should bring you peace. Not what happened between my parents. 

Or maybe I would just avoid love all in all. It's not that it's that important to be in love , is it ? 

There are many other main priorities in life for people. 

Mumma and Bhai left afterwards, and me and Ayaan kept sitting silently on the table not even trying to talk about anything. 

I don't know how much his 6th grade brain understands about these things. Hell ! I don't know how much even mine does. 

But I know that he's capable to understand that something happened, and Papa is not coming back to live with us. 

I don't know if he understands that our family is slowly falling apart. We are falling apart. But I do. I hear my mother crying her eyes out every night. I see my big brother looking at her and slowly developing the art of hiding his emotions. He's not the same boy he was two years back. I see him everyday trying to get just one smile from our mother and I see his face falling when he fails at it. I see my little brother, who was always jolly , now turning into a silent kid, who doesn't share things with his brother and sister as much as he used to do. 

I try to swallow the bump in my throat, and blink rapidly, finishing my meal and standing up taking Ayaan's plate as well. 

He takes his bag pack and I take mine adjusting on my shoulder and we both walk from our house, locking it.