Chapter 13

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After serving dinner, shehnaaz quietly rushed upstairs to adore sparkling stars enjoy calm weather lovingly stroking hair and sending shivers down her spine,  how beautifully her emotions were erupting while singing song to him unable to believe how easily she had lost every ounce of patience to suppress them. 

What if she would have expressed hidden feeling through words instead of the beautiful lyrics ?

What would have been his reaction to her unknown feelings ?

She lacks knowledge to define actual meaning of such emotions growing deep inside her innocent heart and soul, what was she trying to express, when she is completely clueless about it, she still in a zone of accepting and recognising it. 

Everything is fucking messed up, she has never experienced a strong attraction towards anybody until met him. He is different within a week feels more than a family someone whom she considers her everything. 

What's happening to her ? 

She is losing herself to him ❤️

She is losing herself to love 😍

She is unknowingly drowning in a deep ocean of emotions like affection for a handsome like sidharth .. immensely charming and dashing. 

He has successfully managed to posses her heartbeat, she smiles feeling little happier .. contented "tu yahan kya kar rahe hai bey ?" grabbing attention. 

"Taaraun ko chamakta dekh rahe hoon" she told, happily gazing stars making him raise an eyebrow "pehle baat dekh rahe hai, babe ?" smirks, pulling leg. 

"Bakwaas mat kar !" she scoffs, slapping his chest and passing death glare. It made him yelp "ahh, fuck .. don't show your mardaani !" she giggles.

"I am a fucking mard" chuckles loudly, by leaning across his chest.  

"Oh fuck sweetheart, I am scared .." rolling eyes at her due to which she pouts "mazak nahi kar rahe, I swear .. I love gazing them .. unko chamkta huwa dekh meri tanha raatein bhi guzar jayein na toh garz nahin" confusing him. 

"Why do love them ?" she doesn't leave him kept holding sidharth by wrapping little arms around his neck and turning head to explain him while gazing them.

"When I return home from my busy schedule, I return back to loneliness where there is nobody waiting to welcome me or inquire about my whereabouts, tere ko pata mera room kaatne dorta hai, akela mehsoos hota hai, that's when your stupid friend looks up to the sky and shares everything happening around you won't believe these stars beautifully sparkle on hearing me out, that's how the stars respond to me, I love talking to them, bebu" hiding, against his chest.

"Tujhe main pagal dekhte hoon na ?" witnesses silence more than 10 minutes, she nervously questions by meeting his handsome face "nahi, maine aisa nahi kaha" genuinely, denies "phir aap chup kyun hain ?" sweetly, asked. 

"I was thinking ghaadi ke andar itna deemag kahan se aya deep baatein karte hai mujhe toh laga tha ke shehnaaz kaur gill bhuddu hai" slapping her head. 

"Ahhh, kutte .." slapping his hand away and walking to other side of terrace. 

"Oye dramebaaz, idhar aaa main kuch khaane ko lekar aya hoon" shouts due to which she walks up to him and gestures him to show "kya ?" scrunches, up nose cutely pouts at him "main chale jaunge, sidharthhhh" threatens "yeh le, sandwich" excitedly and childishly licks dry lips by swirling tongue, how cute she is literally a package of everything. 

At times, she acts like a beautiful and mature lady whose only limited to work while other moments jolly, bubbly and kindest soul "hayeee, sidharth thanks" munching, hungrily "no issues, lekin insaan khaane se pehle puch laita hai" it made her guilty "siyappa, tu khaa na .." bringing closer to his mouth. 

"Waise tujhe mila kahan se ?" chewing and relishing taste. 

"It was only left .. socha tere ko de doon" she happily, kissed his cheek "mera nona puttu sabse pyaara hai" adores, pulling his nose "fuck babe mat kar !" 

"Tu sabko babe bolta hai, mujhe lagta tha sirf mujhe bolta hai" complaints he does same reminiscing sweet names she had used to love children "tu bhi toh sabko nona bolte hai, maine kuch bola, bakwaas karte hai" she giggled. 

"Hayeeeee, tu jealous hogaya ?" laughing hard and squashing his lovely face. 

"Tere soch hai, raat yahin rehne ka irada hai ya phir ghar chal na hai ?" checks  time "chalte hain, kal kaam par jaana hai" sadly, replies "sad kyun horahe hai apna orphanage hai jab dil chahe asakte hain" pushing her forward "mera dil chah raha ke yeh waqt kabhi khatum na ho" mumbles to herself. 

"Okay, byeeee bacha party !" meeting everyone, one by one, bidding goodbye is most difficult part of her life especially to these precious souls "relax, rotree warna yahan baar ajayegi" lighting up everyone's mood. 

"Rondar tu hai" slapping his chest, howl into laughter leaving him speechless. 

"Bye didiii and bhaiyaaa" waving hands as both of them drove outside to main road she quietly looks on missing every moment spend together "kya huwa ur looking depressed ?" she shook head "kuch nahi huwa mere ko yaad arahe hai sabke .. tere ko pata .. mera birthday aaj tak itna special kabhi nahi huwa" 

"Really ?" she agreed. 

"Kyun ?" comfortably, sitting leans on his shoulder "tu joh mere saath tha" his lips curl into smile "acha" focusing back on highway "kuch khaayegi ?" shakes head "kiska phone hai ?" she asks, watching him attend "sia, meri behan" said "bhai, kahan ho when are you returning back .. aaj sunday haina, phir itne dair kaam .. hamare saath spend karna chahiye tha na weekend" sia complaint.

"I seriously, forgot thode dair mein ghar araha hoon !" he sighs.

"Promise ?" he assures, since it's their only day when they spend together else they are always busy handling their respective work "Yes, bache now can I put down phone and focus on driving ?" she permits, once again reminding. 

"Kya huwa, she sounded upset ?" he shares, indirectly putting her into guilt. 

"I am sorry .." interrupts, pressing hand. 

"You don't have to apologise, samajh mein aya na chup karke baitho !" she bit down lower lip "hmm, tu kitna pyaara hai" kissing his hand. 

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