Strings of Love ✓

Rahul x Shruti

~Tune likhdi yeh
taqdeer warna
ishqwaala muqaddar nhi tha~

Rahul's POV:

As I heard her bickering with her manager, a flash of memory came in my mind.

(Flashback)
"It'll be beneficial for your career.", Was what my manager had said as he asked me to get in a fake-relationship with Shruti.
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That girl was such a nuisance in my life.

"Mr. Rahul Sabharwal! How dare you post a picture of me sleeping on Instagram, without my permission?! And, you even called me a sleeping panda, whyy?", Her annoying voice reached my ears.

"You had mentioned me as a puppy in your story last week. I had told I would get my revenge on you but you didn't pay heed to my words. So, you don't get to blame me now.", I said, smirking.

It was fun annoying her. Her little nose would turn red, her eyes would widen, and her cheeks would get puffed, making her look absolutely cute.

Our managers told us we had to attend a party together and act all 'lovey-dovey' as they had put it. As they continued telling us how to act, I could feel her glaring at me, with those beautiful eyes of hers.

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I frowned as I saw her talking and laughing with a man, she was supposed to be with me. She looked pretty while laughing. Why don't I get a chance to make her laugh?

Dressed in a blood red dress, she looked no less than a nightmare, albeit my favourite one and the slit only added to her beauty.

Walking towards her, I snake my arm around hers and pulled her close to me, closer than we've ever been. My chest swelled with pride as I felt her breath hitching at my action.

Gaining her composure, she leaned against me, pressing her body to mine. I could practically feel her smirking, as my heartbeat raced.

Excusing herself, she dragged me with her to a corner, away from everyone and glared at me. I returned her favour.

"I ain't liking your behaviour. I don't like you.", She mumbled, huffing in annoyance.
"As if I do.", I replied.

The next day, our pictures were all over the social media, labelling us as 'a couple crazy in love'.

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Shruti's POV:

I continued admiring him my eyes. He had grown on me in these 11 months.

"There is just one month left and then you both can part ways.", His manager spoke and my manager nodded, in happiness.

My face fell. I was used to him, our bickerings, our fights, his protective nature, his smile, his tantrums, our intense eye-contacts, and our moments of closeness.

I knew I was falling for this guy in the third month itself but I kept avoiding my feelings.
"I want to talk to Shruti..alone.", He said, looking pointedly at me.

They exited the room, leaving the room. He stood up, still staring at me. I averted my eyes, and looked downwards, unable to handle his intense gaze.

Kneeling in front of the sofa I was sitting at, and intertwining our fingers, he confessed,
"I'm not gonna beat around the bush and will just come to the point. This all stopped being fake to me the very first moment you hugged me. I've never been good at pretense and whatever happened between us, whatever was---is between us..it was all real from my side. I ain't in love with you but I know I'm falling for you. Do you feel the same?", He stuttered, a bit in the end.

I was overwhelmed. It was as if I had lost the ability to speak. I only came to my senses when I felt him loosening his hold on my hand.

This idiot misunderstood my reaction.

Pulling him close to me, I gripped his collar, our faces close, and aligned towards each other's.
"What if I said, I'm in love with you.", I whispered, my lips brushing against his.
His eyes darkened but he could react, I pulled away, smirking.

Noticing the glint of mischief in my eyes, he glared at me and spoke, "Badtameez ladki, I confessed my feelings in such a good way, and look at you still stuck at what-ifs! What an idiot!", He snorted in the end.

I gaped at him but he jerked my body towards his chest, in a way that we both were standing close to each other, and joined our lips together, stealing my breath and making my heart sigh in bliss.

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