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10. What the hell...

10. What the hell is happening? But  somehow I'm enjoying this hell.

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I hate feeling like this. Nervous. Panicked and weak. I don't know what's going to happen. What will their reactions be? What if we never meet after my departure? What if their reaction is bad? What if they think I'm selfish for leaving them?

All of these questions flooded my mind as I made my way through the halls of my school after locking up my cycle. I skim past through crowds of students gossiping, playing, teasing, and laughing without any idea of the breakdown I'm having.

I stop in front of my locker to quickly get my backpack in and the books I need out. As I was busy with my work, a tanned hand slammed the door of the locker just beside mine and I already know who it is.

I look up to see Abhay as usual. It's kind of like our morning ritual. He comes to greet me at my locker and then the Principal calls us to greet us Good Morning! That's irritating but I'm now used to it.

Just yesterday, it didn't happen. I wonder if he came late or I came early. If he didn't show up at my locker yesterday, it was definitely because of something big. Sadly, I can't ask him what, otherwise he'll get all too pervy like he is and tease me about my crush on him.

Actually, some girl in 5th standard shouted on the top of the bench that I have a crush on Abhay which was a stuck-up lie. And I couldn't get that bitch to blurt out why she did that or else she would be dead by now.

So, as you see, a silly rumor turned my bully to think I can have a crush on him. Huh! As if!
But on second thought, I don't totally hate it when he closes down on me or when I hear some gossips about him defending me here and there. I just hate it when he ruins my day with his asshole attitude and throws mean comments on me.

I hear about how he defends me in front of others while shitting me on my face. I think he has a side he never shows to anyone or maybe only me.
I don't know. I sometimes blame myself for thinking about him this way. That it's wrong and stuff but I don't hate him. Maybe before this, I said I hate his existence but that's just me and my anger when a good day is ruined.

As my eyes never left him, his orbs became a shade of coffee brown now that his expression changed. His whole manner changed from playful to concerned in a second.

He stands up properly shooting his hypnotizing eyes on kept And I kept staring at him with the same intensity but with a different emotion, of course.
We shared an eye lock that created an energy I never expected. It was like an electric shock that started from my jaw and went down my spine in an instant. It jolted me upright on my toes and I was about to fall from the emphasis and I closed my eyes almost instantly.

But when I didn't experience the hard fall of my skull on the cemented ground, I opened one eye up to look at Abhay standing there holding me in his strong arms. I didn't feel it till now, when his strong gaze pierces through my soul, dizzying me up.

I sometimes wonder how he can be all muscles at this small age. I mean, look at other boys here. They're bony and tall but he is so strong and healthy and god, look at his muscles.

I look away from his shining eyes and steady myself to get free from his firm hold on me. And I touch the corners of my lips to check if I drooled. I know pupils, what you're thinking. But if you would've seen him the way my eyes were at the moment he was holding me, you would have kissed him. Those luscious lips. But thank the devil, I didn't. It would have been embarrassing and he would have pushed me or insulted me.

He touches my shoulder a bit and I flinch. Like literally flinch. And that made his entire aura change from concerned to anger or sorrow, I don't know. Maybe a mixture of them.

He takes a step back away from me.
"What the hell is wrong with you? " He asks more like mutters under his breath so that only I can hear it. I glance around to find the empty hallways and look at the wall clock there. My eyes widened at the time and the first period has already started and the most fearful thing is that the Principal will come on around here.

Oh my fucking God. Save me. I drag Abhay's hand and rush towards the empty classroom to lock it first and then take a deep breath of relief.

I turned around to find a glaring Abhay stepping towards me. I backed away till my back hit the door. He put both of his arms on my sides, trapping me. He comes closer till we're in the kissing range. I just have to tilt my head and yeah, we'll have the kiss right here.
His breath fans my face and I like his smell. He smells like mint and chocolate mixed. Maybe he ate that before coming to school. That's so delicious. I could literally taste it in his breath on my lips.

He is so close to me and it's waking up the butterflies in my stomach. I don't think I'll be able to hold on back anymore.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" He asks gritting his white teeth.

"W-what?" I stutter somehow scared of this side of him.

"Why did you flinch when I touched you? Why are you reacting like this? Scared. You're never scared of me. You always come back at me with sarcasm and anger. What happened today? And don't you dare make up some excuse. I want the truth."
He says growling at the last sentence.

I am so surprised as well as confused by the sudden change in his behavior. It's odd. I don't know why I am intimidated by him. The answer is unknown to me then how will I answer him.
After having nothing but my silence, he hits a punch on the closed door behind me that made it tremble. I could feel it down my spine. He steps back to create distance between us and runs his hand through his jet-black hair. His hair is shining by the sun rays from the window behind him and for a moment, he looks ethereal.

He glares at me and I quickly look away, too embarrassed to maintain eye contact after the heated moment just now.

"You're not gonna answer, are you?" He said suddenly calming a bit down from before and I look at him only to give him my innocent gaze.

He speeds up towards me and stops right in front of me, "Don't give me those puppy eyes! Just tell me what's wrong." This time he sounded concerned as hell. Is he worried about me? How is this possible?

"Nothing's wrong and why am I obliged to tell you?" I question quietly knowing classes have started already.

"You're not obliged but still." He says in a hushed voice after hearing my quiet voice.

This always happens. Whenever I'm sick, absent, not feeling motivated, act uninterested in things or ignore him, he gets so worried and follows me everywhere like a lost puppy.
He doesn't leave my shadows, till he gets to know the reason.

But I'm not doing anything to attract that vibe today. I didn't ignore him. I literally didn't do anything.

"Okay, then let me go," I said backing away to open the door but he grabs my other arm to stop me.

"Just tell me already. Don't go."  He has those puppy eyes again. Don't melt me you, idiot.

"I'm just not feeling too good today. That's it. I'm stressed and let me  attend my classes.! I'm not in the mood today."

I don't know what the impact of my words was but he instantly let go of me. And I give him a little nod before continuing my way through the halls.

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So, how did you like it, folks???

Radha and Abhay have been so close yet so far. Did you see how Abhay was so worried about her? He's so sweet. And boy, is he handsome! The way I'm imagining Abhay is like imagining a Greek God or something because, in my imagination, he looks ethereal.

Radha is confused with her thoughts but she's still so much attracted towards Abhay. Let's just see where their story goes. Fingers crossed. 🤞

I hope you like it and support it to the end. Opinions in the comments.