From Strangers to Partners

Chapter 5

Samyra's POV:

It's Monday morning and I am woken up a very sweaty Arjun, who is still in his gym clothes.

"Hey, wake up. You need to get ready or else we might be late. Your alarm has been blaring for past fifteen minutes." I sit on the bed and rub my eyes with the back of my hand, let out a yawn, before lying back again.

"Five more minutes please." Soon I feel the duvet snatched from over me and my hands being pulled with such a force that I again get in a sitting position. I lazily opened my eyes.

"Arjun, five more minutes pleaseeee?" I try to give him my innocent puppy dog eyes but due to heavy sleep, my eyelids find it difficult to open, let alone giving him looks to melt his heart. I try lying down again, only for him to pull me and not leaving my hand in order to keep me sitting.

Well, he doesn't know me, it's my sleep in question and I can sleep even sitting if it's morning. I try to get few more minutes of sleep when I am jerked out of it by my jerk of a husband.

"No, no more five minutes. Get your ass moving now." I pout to melt his heart, but the stern looks on his face is enough for me to scramble from the bed and make my way towards the washroom. I take a look at my phone only to come out of the washroom a minute later, and stand in front of Arjun.

"What?"

"You woke me up ten minutes before my designated waking time." I complain.

"But you alarm was blaring for past fifteen minutes. I thought you were getting late."

"Ughhhh... I could have had ten more minutes of peaceful sleep." I stamp my feet before entering the washroom again and carrying out with my morning tasks.

I change into a pair of blue faded jeans with black t-shirt. I hide my nuptial chain inside the t-shirt, while the vermilion is hidden by side parting the hair. I have transferred the ring to my right hand's middle finger. I don't want anyone to know I am married, not until I am a graduate. If people get to know I am married at such a young age, it's like inviting a lot of judgement towards myself which I don't want. Also, if they get to know it's the Arjun Kapoor who I am married to, it's gonna be much worse.

I make my way downstairs and soon, Arjun and dad join me on the table where I was setting the table for breakfast. It has become a habit that dad would sit at the head of the table while Arjun and I would sit on his either side.

"So, Arjun are you going to college today?"

"I think so dad. I mean there's no such work at office, so yeah... What about you? What are your plans for today?"

"Well, I might go to office today and Samyra, are you all ready for college then?"

"Yes, dad." We make small conversations, and I am glad he didn't notice my ring finger empty and even if he did he doesn't mention anything about it. I make my way towards the porch area and am about to turn to ask about my ride to the college, when I see Arjun making his way towards me, in black jeans and black t-shirt paired with white converse, his hair falling freely over his forehead, his flexed arms visible due to half sleeve t-shirt. This is one of those times when I have actually looked at Arjun properly, taking in all his attributes and I must say he is good looking and there's no denying that.

"Come, let's go."

"But Arjun how can I-"

"Don't worry Samyra, I will get down before college gate. Its useless taking two cars when we are going to the same place."

"Okay but you don't have to get down before I will get down."

"We'll argue over this in the car, let's go now or else we'll be late." Saying this we both make our way towards the car. We occupy the back seat of the car, and I am looking out of the window when I hear Arjun clear his throat.