Naina was sniveling while looking at the man whom she considered one of her most trusted and reliable friends. She still can't get over the fact that he had just proclaimed in the presence of everyone precisely her family that he is madly in love with her. She had an intuition since morning that something wasn't right around here...and this happened. She could see guilt and woe stitching his ashen face, but what is the meaning of feeling guilty now? He already spoiled everything between them by confessing his feelings out of nowhere. Her tears were unbridled, they dampened her soft cheeks carelessly while her meek eyes stared at him with a question of ---> Why Didn't You Tell Me All This In Private?
Sameer glanced at her friends and they were partly delighted, though Aditya knew Prithvi is Naina's boyfriend, he always desired to find someone as sweet and loving as Sameer is. He knows the feelings of one-sided love, and he would never become a hindrance in anyone's tale. He gave an encouraging smile to the grief-stricken boy, and Naina was about to rush upwards to avoid more humiliation and embarrassment when a gentle clutch around her sleek wrist pulled a chain of her steps. She slowly looked back at the person who caused her pain, and Sameer hesitantly brought her in front of him while his hands cupped her tender chin. Naina didn't know why instead of feeling disgusted she felt soothed and seemingly lost in his gentle touch...She couldn't feel an ounce of anger at this moment when her Rude-Man was lovingly caressing her tear-filled face...her lips were trembling when he was mildly stroking his fingers on her feminine skin, and deep down She liked him, pampering her, like a real partner. Although the situation was undeniably very solemn and inappropriate for such moments.
Sameer intensely stared at his girl, and tears naturally occurred in his deep eyes as he expressed his feelings - "I Am Sorry...main tumhe is situation me nahi lana chahta tha, it happened spontaneously. But don't start hating me, please...main kuch bhi bardasht kar sakta hoon, par tumhari nafrat nahi. I know abhi jo kuch hua uske baad tum shayad mujhe pehle jaise apna dost nahi manogi...but tell me just one thing. How am I supposed to be blamed? I just fell in love with you hopelessly and crazily...kya kisi se pyar karna galat hai?"
The audience were mum, silently enjoying the entertainment and simultaneously gossiping about how shameless this Sameer was even after confessing his love without consideration of Naina's reputation.
Sameer gave a morose smile as he continued - "The first time I met you...I felt so good, I can't explain tumne meri life me aake mujhe kitna lucky feel karwaya hai. You make me happy, Naina, you make me feel so special and better...jabse tumse mila hoon, I've started to smile more often. My life has never been so good like yours, but tumne mujhe jeena sikhaya, hasna sikhaya, muskurana sikhaya, selflessly pyar kaise karte hai yeh sikhaya hai. Tum itni achi ho ki agar tumse koi 2 minute baat karle toh use bhi tumse ishq ho jayega. Aai shapath maine kabhi tumse pyar is umeed me nahi kiya ke tum mujhe return me accept karogi. I was like that One-sided lover shown in the movies jise apni heroine ki happiness se zyada aur kuch matter nahi karta."
Naina was blankly looking at the boy whom she has never seen in such a weak condition. He sounded too helpless and hopeless, the pain he had been through by falling in love with her could be felt in his heavy voice...the hardships he carried away with himself throughout these two years were reflected through his intense, shadowy eyes. Sameer was feeling frail after being thrashed brutally by the guy standing behind him...He wasn't even able to stand on his feet without support, and hence he lost control over his knees and was about to touch the ground, when Naina, as his knight in shining armor, placed her soft hands under his arms and helped him to balance himself, her glass bangles chimed beautifully in his ears, and the mollifying music of her breath was directly touching his heart. Sameer stared at her with a shaft of tiny hope radiating in his moist eyes, and She, in response, just looked away out of discomfort.

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