Chapter : 9 - You Burn Me.
Attraction.
What exactly is Attraction?
Is it the pull you feel towards something or someone? Is the magnetization?
Or is it something you call enchantment? Or charm? What exactly does attraction mean to you?
Kashish. It meant attraction. I meant attraction.
Is it why I attract you Kian? There's a pull between us? No. I know you Kian. I've always known you. And I see you.
You are just curious aren't you Kian? You are confused. I'm just too familiar, am I not?
So, what actually makes you wanna know me Kian? What is this pull? Is it Attraction? Or just curiosity?
Or your sick desire, the similarities between her and I?
You can't help it Kian, can you?
Well, I have been curious too. I wanted to know quite for a while, have you moved on? Have you? I mean, I've seen your on and off relationships. You're relationship with Celeste Miller, your countless encounters with girls at the bar.
You leave your window open too much for your own good Kian. And as if you guys keep your voices low. I hear you Kian. I hear everything.
But why Kian? Why do you do it? You loved every single one of them, even if lasted for a night. You gave yourself to them. Heart and soul. Right Kian? Why Kian?
Are you lonely? Do you want to be loved? But has anyone of them gave you back the love you deserved? Even single one of them?
Not even her, right?
You loved her Kian, more than anything. Anyone. You loved her with all your being but you lost her. She was your world Kian. Ironically. But she was never yours.
It is weird, isn't it? Like how a person could be your world, your everything but can't be yours. It is painful right?
Do you miss her Kian? Do you think about her? Do you still love her?
"What are you thinking?" He spoke softly as I gazed hard on his tan brown rug. I quickly met his cloudy grey eyes. He has a soft smile on his pink lips and a tiny dimple poked on his cheek.
"It's nothing." I said in a low voice.
"It's mustn't be nothing if you are thinking about it. You always seem to be in deep thoughts. I noticed." He spoke getting up and he stretched out his hand for me to hold and I did.
So, that's something new. You noticed.
"I was just thinking, why would you name her Kainaat. I'm just astounded that you even know the word." I gazed into his eyes as he licked his lips with a helpless smile.
"I know, you'd ask that. Actually, Kainaat-" he looked back at me smiling and raked his fingers through her white fur as I held his gaze without blinking.
"Kian!" As he was answering a voice called him out swinging the door wide open. Kainaat purred in his arms at the clashing sound and the slender frame of Celeste swinged in.
"You're here." She spoke to him while she eyed me with a hard expression. Her platinum blonde her were in beach waves and she wore a baby pink halter dress that flared at the bottom. Her lips and eyeshadow matched her dress properly. And her silver heels thudded on the floor as she finally walked to stand infront of him.
"I've been looking for you and you're here." She said in an accusing tone and turned to me with a glare at the end of her sentence. I just gave her a small smile without a blink and I knew it irked her.
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Kashish
Roman d'amourWhat is love? Is it the light of your life? Or the darkness of the night, where you can't fall asleep? Or, to shades of crimson painted on your fingers which you can't seem to come clean? What is it to you? What is love to you? Is it the passio...
