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“T h e c o n f e s s i o n”
Avni Mehta
It was already 17 June 2022 even before we knew.
They said it right. Time and tide wait for none. It was just yesterday he messaged me on wattpad. We talked. Alright, he talked and I sassed. But to be honest, it was fun to irritate him. To give him wrong answers.
He became that inevitable part of my life. I never thought that we will meet in real. But turned out he has always been a part of my life.
I used to feel love, relationship is just all about timepass. I hated it. Those lovey-dovey talks were like shits for me. ‘I love you.’ I hated this sentence.
But now, I am a gone case in his love. Those blue eyes pulled me towards him like a magnet. That beautiful smile always raced heartbeat. And that mole on the side of his neck is my weakness.
My Neilu.
As it was planned by our family that we will be with Khanna Family this time so we are here.
In Goa!
Well, the thing is we went to Delhi spend two days there and decided to visit Goa. And as per pre-planned things, we are in Goa.
Right now, it was night time and we all were in our respective rooms. Well, our fathers have a farmhouse here. A big one. So we all were fitted in.
I was just changing channel and eating ice cream. What? I have nothing to do right now.
And as for my boyfriend, he was out of my sight till now. I mean what the hell is this now! He is behaving odd from the moment we met. I thought about so many things that will happen when we will meet but they went into drain.
In plain words, he was avoiding me.
But why?
Oh, Neilu! Where are you?
As if my prayers got accepted, there he was. Standing in front of my now opened door.
With that ragged hair, blue eyes, fitted blue t shirt matching his eyes and a charming smile, he looked perfect.
As handsome as Greek god.
“Oh, it's you.” I showed a little disinterest. How dare he ignored me all the day?
“Then whom did you expect?” He frowned. I guess he was not expecting this ignorance.
“No one to be honest. Just me, couch, pillow and ice cream.” I said in a duh tone.
“But I expect you to expect me. All the time, baby.” I cringed at the last word. Agh, I hate calling me baby.
This fucking endearment should be banned.
“I told you not to call me baby. I hate that.” He laughed. He freaking laughed! And I was just boiling like a fire ball.
“Why are you laughing?” I glared at him and he stopped laughing.
“Are you on your periods again?” He asked me frowning.
“No. Neil, for your kind information, girls always don't have periods.” I told him.
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