When we were walking back to the car I was all happy and lost in my thoughts having Shivin walking beside me. I was walking with him and yet I was lost with him in some parallel universe, slipping my fingers between his when in a sudden rush I felt my whole body jerked aside with a great force on my right arm and a biker whooshed past me, grazing my arm slightly with his bike. All this happened so fucking quickly that I got too bewildered and the next thing I know Shivin turned to face me, breathing fast ,horror and fear clearly visible in his eyes. He cupped my face in his hands, " Aa.. Are you Alright?", He asked with a tense face. That touch.... His touch. All I could feel was electric spark running through my entire body. " Ahh Y...Yeah don't worry, are you okay?", I asked. "I'm fine", he assured me.
It's at that exact moment that he realised that we were in the middle of a market, where people are probably staring and he instantly pulled his hands back getting all nervous with a tinge of redness on his cheeks, eyes facing the ground and then he started walking and I followed.
While he was driving I could sense us being surrounded by so much awkwardness that couldn't dare speak anything and also didn't know what to say to be back to normal. I glanced at him back and forth trying to understand that flat face expression of his. "So... Finally you got the outfit hehe... Atleast one task finished...", I said. Look I tried.😑😑
"Yup", he said still facing the road.
Now I started fearing if he's going to be like this with me always. I know him touching my face like that made everything awkward but are we gonna act this way forever??? C'mon things were going sooo good if it hadn't been for that motherfucker biker.
Soon we reached home and we got out quickly. He took his shopping bags and boom... He's gone. I went inside too.
It was late in the evening already and i wasn't really tired. As I was heading back to my room upstairs I overheard Shivin's mom, "Aagya mera baccha, beta show me what kurta did you choose?", She said talking to Shivin. "Umm yeah have a look, here", Shivin replied in a very slow muffled voice.
"Ahaan Beautiful choice",She chirped.
A smile instantly appeared on my face.
Laying on my bed I looked at the brooch pin continuously playing with it thinking when should I give it to him or would it make things more awkward??? That night I just didn't want to talk to anyone. Dadi called me several times to have dinner but I told her I wasn't hungry at all. My mood was off. I slept really early that night.
Next morning I woke up early and marched straight towards Dadi's room. But she wasn't there. She was outside in the garden having tea with her brother. I walked to her and whispered in her ear that we needed to talk in private. She exused him and came inside with me in the dining hall and at that moment we were the only ones there. "Dadi look I know you're ecstatic and this wedding is important to you but please just once hear me out.", I said.
"But what happened??", She asked in great confusion. "I want to go home after the roka ceremony, my friends are waiting for me and it's already been almost a week since I got here. I absolutely loved Dehra, these people are really good to me. But staying till the wedding would be very long", I finally told her everything that's been going on in my head since the previous night.
After a veryyyy long pause she said, "Okay beta as you wish, I loved that you came here with me. I wish you stayed longer but no worries"
Phewwwww. Relief
"Good morning my lovely dadi ji", a voice came from behind. Fuck .... It's Shivin. He must have heard everything. I'm fucked. Dadi tilting her head to look at him smiled,
"Good Morning Beta" I turned around really slowly to look at him. After dadi was gone his smile vanished and he slightly frowned. He's upset.
WHYYY DOES THIS ALWAYS HAPPEN TO ME. "Hi" ,I said to which he just nodded and then just walked past me without a word. I pissed him off big time.
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