Khushi Gupta is a normal 18 year old girl. Except She could see things. Things others couldn't. Arnav Singh Raizada is a normal 22 year old young man. Except for one fact, he is a ghost no one can see... but a normal 18 year old girl.
A Magical lo...
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A few more minutes of walking and the two were in a lavishly designed lobby. Long crystal chandeliers hung from the middle of the room, by a corner, there were red couches with golden printed flowers surrounded a large TV. On the other was the reception desk, where Arnav was currently at, requesting a room, in front of her was a long stair case, no doubt stretching to the levels above, beside the stair case were four different elevators, Khushi could faintly here the silent music being played in the lobby. It was when Arnav gently tugged her arm that she stopped her surveying.
"Come on we've got a room." He muttered, gently guiding her to the elevators quickly. He didn't want to stay around when the people in the lobby realized they had no luggage.
The room was amazing, no scratch that the room was beautiful. Everything was exquisitely designed, to the bed to the closet to the largeness of the windows, the texture of the drapes to the bathroom. The only problem was the bed.
Yes, bed,not beds, bed... b-e-d... bed, singular, one person, one thing, no more than one. The sky outside was already dark despite the bright lights of cars and signs that came from the city below. Khushi was dead tired, from running to fighting then time travelling, it was a wonder she had actually managed to walk her way to the hotel. Dragging herself to the bed, she immediately collapsed, her hair flaring onto the pillow, her tired body sinking into the bed.
Arnav came out to see her already on the bed, half way into unconsciousness. He walked over to her slowly, and lifted the comforter on the other side, gently; he picked her up and placed her there before covering her with the comforter again. Sighing, he started to make his way to the couch, praying it was a pull out bed.
"You can take the other side if you want." A small tired voice said. He turned around and saw Khushi staring tiredly back at him, her eyes almost covered by her eye lids. He walked back over, shoving the comforter away and sitting there, Khushi had already fallen asleep a few strands of stray hair fell against her cheeks. He gently brushed them away with his hands before kissing her gently on her forehead. He laid himself down onto the bed before he closed the lamp.
The morning came with the bright sun shining. The streets filled up with people and cars.
Khushi slowly opened her eyes, she rubbed her eyes with her right hand, stretching both her arms, until something on her left hand caught the light of the sun and shimmered back. Bringing her hand back down, she saw the pink diamond and everything came back to her. The time, the date...the date today was November 23! She took a glance at the time, 8 am. She jumped up.
"Arnav!" she shouted, she shook him violently. The man beside her continued sleeping, grunting to acknowledge her shaking but that was it. "ARNAV," Khushi screamed effectively knocking Arnav off the bed and onto the floor with a loud thump.
