Ishq Bulavaa💓

47: Venting it out

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Ashlesha

Her smiling face wandered in his dream but soon, he got up from the dream to face a strong headache, not drinking for a long time he lost the experience of hangovers too, massaging his head he got up from his bed.

Standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom, the new grown stubble, messier hair didn’t give a good vibe to him, he closed his eyes to the increasing headache and then suddenly the tear stricken face of ashlesha wandered in front of his eyes, which he was sure that is of last night.

Precisely he didn’t remember anything after getting into the car, but he tried remembering, he was getting that he was the reason of those tears, his eyes shot open, ignoring the fact he was shirtless he ran to her room and opened the door at instant

And a sight to behold, the jasmine scent hitting his nose, sun rays directly falling on her face, making her face more serene than ever, looked like she had freshly taken a bath, to his luck she still didn’t acknowledge his presence, dressed in a traditional kurti and some loose pants paired with them, face devoid of makeup placing her hair on a side of her shoulder and rubbing her hair with a towel looking into the mirror and that’s when he went behind her and took hold of her towel and gently started rubbing her hair, her eyes never left his and his eyes never met hers, she turned her head ahead, seeing both of them on the mirror he gently damping her wet hair, that’s when she saw him who was without any shirt on him, the messy morning hair, sunlight falling on both of them, some simple moments feel so intimate she suddenly felt them like a married couple.

“Happy birthday ashi” she heard him saying it in a husky morning voice

“Th..ank you” ashlesha sachdev stuttering is generally not seen, he was shocked but covered it and continued rubbing her scalp

'Today ya tomorrow meri life ki sabse badi galti patha kya hai? Tumse pyaar karna' 

That’s when she remembered his words, all her thoughts went on a pause, she took the towel from his hold and pushed him away….gently

“You fine?”

“Yaa, I think you should leave”

“Ashi, I don’t know what I said yesterday but whatever it was, it wasn’t in my senses, I am sorry” though she appreciated how he understood everything without a word she couldn’t respond positively to it

“I know karthik, you would never intend to hurt me, but I think this would be better for us” she concludes turning around, but then he caught his wrist

“And what do you mean by this?” he asks sternly

“The distance, ye feelings sab chod dete hai, let’s just be friends that would be good for both of us”

“And who the hell are you to decide” turns her around

“Such self- centered woman you are, like tumhe mere feeling ka qadar hi nahi hai, all you just think about is you, you you you always you, you are the one spoiling this you know, it clearly shows you like me, and I scream to the whole world and tell that I love you but you not even once said to yourself, because that would hurt YOU