Hey Sweetheart

Chapter 15

It was near end of the July and monsoon has started. Sameera was not a big fan of rainy season. Sure it was good when it rained but she didn't like the aftermath.
Shrithik on the other hand loved it.

And he also had some weird imagination about seasons. Like there was a queen who made this world. Then she made summer and made all people work because it has long days. But then she saw how people were exhausted and she felt guilty and started crying, which caused rain.
Then she saw that her crying has not helped at all so she made winter.
But when she saw that people started chilling and relaxing she got angry and once again started summer.

Though he knew that his imagination was a crap but he still liked it.

It was raining then. Shrithik was sitting in the balcony. He waited for the rain to stop so Sameera could come home. He told her to take an umbrella with her, but being herself she refused.
He waited for five more minutes, from the looks of it, he knew that the rain was not going to stop soon. So he took an umbrella and decided to go and pick her up.
He just reached the ground floor when he saw her running towards the building. She quickly got in and gasped for air. You should never run in the rain.

He rolled his eyes and stood in front of her with his arms cross and a brow raised.
He was standing in a sassy position and Sameera couldn't help but find it hot.
They both stood in silence for a minute which was broken by him.

"Tch. Come on."
He took her by her wrist and guided her towards their apartment. Sameera was glad that he didn't say that he told her to take an umbrella.
One more reason that she has not kicked him out was this. He didn't like to do that told you so, thing.

"Go take a bath from warm water. I'll make you some soup."
He ordered and entered inside the kitchen without waiting for her response. Sometimes Sameera thought, he didn't like answers. He never waited for one.

Shrithik made a hot bowl of soup and kept it on the dining table. Though he could make good soup he despised it.
He was sitting on the sofa when she came out with her slightly wet hair.

His mouth went ajar. Her black hair were reaching down her hips. They were silky smooth. It was probably the first time he saw their actual length. She was looking beautiful. He didn't know but he was breathing heavily.

Shrithik rarely stared at anybody so it was quite weird for Sameera. She quietly sat down on a chair and started eating her soup. He was still staring at her.

"Old man! Don't stare at me."
She said taking him out of his trance.

"Huh?"

"I said don't stare at me."
He could see her lips moving but somehow her voice was not reaching his ears.

"Huh?"
She sighed. He's not gonna get it anytime soon so she just stood up and walked back into her room after washing the bowl.

Shrithik was confused. Did he do something? Why did she go? What was she saying?

Deciding that he was not gonna get his answers soon, he went to sleep as it was pretty late.

Next morning Sameera woke up with her body feeling a little sore. She just shrugged it off, thinking of it as an effect of sleeping too much.
She was not feeling that energetic she felt everyday but she forced herself to be energetic.