Till Old And Grey ✓

Chapter-12|•|

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Avyuktha's POV

"Damn! Ishu, will you please turn off that heavy sound?" I yell, placing the pillow over my ear.

Instead of toning it down, she increases it. She knew how to get on my nerves.

I throw the blankets off me and walk out of my room. She is cooking for us, swaying her hips and humming to the huge music.

"Ishu!!!!" I scream with my hands on my hips.

She turns around dancing and runs toward me. She holds my hand, pulling me for a dance and soon, Deva too joins her. They both keep shaking their bodies and jumping. I sigh at their craziness and give in.

We three dance like mad people not caring about anything in this world. Dance was always my hidden talent and I never dance at events. I conserved that special feeling only for my family, friends and Annu.

In the middle of the dance, Ishu starts shooting my dance while Deva steps back. I don't care about anything in this world. I just keep jumping, laughing, dancing and giving the chorus to the song.

When I go lack breath, I stop for a moment and take huge breaths placing my palms on my knees and bending forward.

"Awesome, babe," Deva says and Ishu grins looking into the phone.

She walks toward me and shows me the video of my dance, "Viaan, literally begged us to get a dance video of yours and here you go! The boy must be going nuts now," She sends my video to Viaan.

Rage riles up my nerves and I snatch the phone throwing it on the floor with tears. They both gasp and look at the broken pieces with shock.

"Could you guys just give me the space to adapt to this wedding? For the love of God, I don't love Viaan. Still, I'm trying to put myself in this loveless marriage. He is my fiance, I know that. But he isn't the guy in my heart." I yell at them and slump on the couch with my face in my palms.

It's not that I don't want Viaan to look at my video but I'm not ready to let him see the real me. I'm not yet ready to be transparent to him. He is no longer my best friend. He is my fiance now. Everything is changed now. The relation. The feelings. The privacy. Everything.

They both knew I love to dance and they also knew how much I reserved myself for this thing only for my Annu. Still, I am giving up on it and someday I had to be naked about all my wishes and myself to Viaan.

Why are they making it hell-bent on me?

They just can't be this ridiculous, right?

I get on my feet and run my palms over my sides trying to calm my nerves. "I'll be back," I mumble and walk out of the flat, grabbing my jacket.

They both neither try to stop me nor did they deny it. They are shocked and disappointed in me.

I walk out of the apartment and I gasp when I see Shreyan sitting on his bike, his hair is shabby and falling over his forehead, his one hand is holding the handle of the bike and his other hand is holding his phone.