Black Hearts

Chapter 43 : Mausam Beiman He

Black Hearts,
From the time I started publishing this story someone was equally excited as I was.

sainiashi14

This one is for you

I donno how you felt after investing your precious time on my previous updates.

I hope I didn't disappointed you beyond Jabrela 🙈

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A beautiful song was playing in the background, knocking the door of love home....

You're the light, you're the night
You're the colour of my blood....
You're the cure, you're the pain
You're the only thing I wanna touch.
Never knew that it could mean so much, so much....

See tossed in bed, gawking at the empty side, spreading her palm on that crumbled part... that's his side, which she everytime intruded making him shift to different side. There was few nights when he fell on floor, getting unbalanced due to this turning clock with two hands and two legs... lately she too found out that, her blanket was often hijacked by him. He is a hardcore warm blanket lover. He had a weird habbit of clinging to it rather wrapping it around him. Yet they maintained sanity of not enlightening each other with the relationship they binded with or the last name they share or the things they should be doing on bed as couples.

He was sweet, less of complaints and more of heartly gestures.... that made her spellbind with him, itching her heart to know more about him.

You're the fear, I don't care
'Cause I've never been so high
Follow me through the dark
Let me take you past our satellites
You can see the world you brought to life, to life

Her eyes swing at the bewitching figure just stepped out from the bathroom, covered in a decent dress. The white t shirt stood adherent to his damp torso, exhibiting modest brawny abs. She thoroughly counted them, lingering her eyes longer than necessary. She felt fireball tossing down in her pelvic area, with his mere sight. A hidden teenage girl in her peeked in giving her all those ideas she saw in those romantic English movies.

His wet hairs drizzled few droplets on her hand, cooling the atmosphere . The fragrance of his bodywash filled in air, reclining her in that warm blanket. Her eyeballs followed him like a shadow right from drying his hair to fixing a watch on his wrist... These acts seemed to be fascinating to her and she kept doing so without thinking about the cause or consequences. It was exciting, somewhat intimidating and peaceful. She concluded.

So love me like you do, la-la-love me like you do
Love me like you do, la-la-love me like you do
Touch me like you do, ta-ta-touch me like you do
What are you waiting for?....

She slightly popped her elbow up, to see more of him, as he stood blocking his dazzling view from her. He took an oval shaped glass bottle... by using dropper he sprinkled scant drops behind his ears, back palm and few restricted parts of neck.... his Adam's apple startled pausing Naina's heart....

Suddenly the show came to halt, as if someone pulled the harsh break and she came out of the haze. Actually he changed the song, as the lyrics were building a floor of nervousness in him.

Thrusting his phone in inner pocket pf his blazer, he was all set to leave....

Naina - " bahar bahot thand he... "
She mumbled