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 walked out of the shower, completely afraid. I was getting married in the evening. I paced around in my bathrobe. "Aisha," Shraddha said. I turned around. "You okay?" She asked. I shook my head. She kissed my forehead and hugged me. "Get changed. Breakfast's here," she whispered. I nodded but didn't let go. She chuckled and kissed my head. I pulled away and got changed into purple flare pants and a white crop top. I walked outside and gobbled up my breakfast in no time. "Aisha, calm down," Niu chuckled. "What calm down?" I snapped. "Breath," Alisha directed. I took a deep breath and exhaled. "It not working!!" I exclaimed. They laughed. I walked to my room and locked the door to panic in peace. (A/N: LOL!)
Darshan's POV:
I sat down with the boys, freaking out. "What's up?" Naushad Bhai asked. "What if I completely embarrass myself? What if I hurt Aisha because of my workaholic behaviour? What if I fall while walking to the mandap?" I vented. "Bhai, Aisha will walk to the mandap after you. And, you AREN'T going to hurt her," Jyugal said. "What if she decides she doesn't want to marry me?!!" I freaked. "Tu chaanta khaayega!!" Dad threatened. I groaned. I was so nervous.
I started getting dressed at around 1 pm. I walked into the shower. I took a warm shower and walked out in just my pants, shirtless. I sat down and started doing my hair.
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I put the rest of my outfit on. "Cool," Jyugal smiled, walking in. All the boys were dressed in an array of colours. Sid in orange, Hardil in yellow and Jyugal in purple. I smiled at them, nervously. "Listen, T minus 30 minutes. Stand up," Sid ordered. I obeyed. "Breath. Deep breaths," he said, slowly. I took a few breaths.
Aisha's POV:
I was in the second-floor bedroom at the plot, getting dressed. I was so nervous. Alisha walked in and sat me down. She had already finished my makeup.
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She started working on my hair, slowly and steadily. After a while, she fixed the dupatta and placed the nose ring on my nose. She moved away from the mirror and I looked at myself. I chuckled, breathily. "Ufff, Ash," Tara teased. I turned around. "Darshan beech shaadi mein behosh ho jayega," Niu smirked. I blushed. "Guys, joota churai ki saari taiyaari ho gayi," Shraddha said, walking in. Summer kissed my forehead. "Plan kya hai?" I asked. "Dekh lena," they said. I nodded and walked to the window. The baraat would be here at any moment. "Aa jayenge. Chill," Summer said. I nodded. I rested my hand on the glass and looked outside.
