TADAP

Chapter 15 - Of home, bonding and love?

It was almost 6pm but Shehnaaz & Sidharth had forgotten the world in their sleep. Perhaps even after a good two hours of sleep they had not bothered to move an inch from the floor where they sat next to each other and drifted off to sleep. Shehnaaz had now encircled her arms around Sidharth's torso and slept on his chest while Sidharth had his one arm wrapped around her shoulder and the other on the sofa.

Shehnaaz's phone rang loudly startling them from their peaceful sleep. Sidharth scrunched his eyes clearly irritated by the sudden sound of her ringtone that broke his sleep,he loosened his arm around Shehnaaz and leaned his head back on the sofa, shutting his eyes.

Shehnaaz hurriedly silenced her mobile that was lying right next to her on the carpet. Her neck had gone stiff because of the position in which she had slept.

She rubbed her eyes to open clearly, yawned a bit and pressed her neck to ease her stiffness.

"Amma ka call tha" she almost whispered in her groggy sleepy voice simultaneously typing away a text message to her mother.

"Hmm" he hummed, still in the same position. He knew it was time for her to leave but he didn't want her to,he wanted to spend maximum time with her however, it was practically impossible.

He heaved a sigh and turned to her, she was busy pulling up her hair in a bun. Her hair was a mess because of the way she had snuggled into his chest and slept like a baby. Yet that was the most serene sight he had seen in a long time. She looked beautiful in that sleepy face & messy hair. He kept staring at her with a shy smile on his face as he observed how her tshirt hiked up just a bit showing off a tiny part of her waist when she raised her arms up to secure her hair with a clip.

His eyes wandered from her waist to all over, she looked beautiful. He'd dated many women, a few who were the most glamorous but this girl looked like none. She wasn't the one who fit into what people call normal beauty standards. She was curvaceous at right places, her face void of any make up, her tiny deep eyes had honesty in them, hair undone, in a casual sweat pants and a tee she looked the most beautiful girl! And he knew she was beautiful inside out.

For a moment he did get a bit awkward at how he had stolen glances at Shehnaaz like a teenager but he still did because it didn't feel wrong, perhaps he felt like he belonged to her. While Sidharth was drowned in admiring, Shehnaaz was not immune to his gaze. Though she pretended to mind her business which is tying up her hair she did feel his eyes on her.

"Aise kya dekh raha hai, jaise you've not seen more of a girl before?" her direct taunt with her infectious giggles brought him back from his trance.

"Abey ey!" He said instantly & his cheeks turned crimson,his palm automatically rubbed over his face to perhaps hide his flushed face from her.

Her giggles didn't stop looking at him, and he loved to see and hear her laughter.

But Sidharth being Sidharth he got back at her with a sly smirk on his face "Never seen YOU before" pointing a finger at her.

Shehnaaz took few seconds to realise what he meant and her face turned pink. "Bada kameenna hai tu" she said throwing a couch pillow at him which he successfully dodged.

"Kameenna? Kameenna kya hota hai bey? Kameena hota hai" he laughed again at her heavy Punjabi accent.

"Kutthe" she cursed under her breathe and stood up.

"Acha abhi mein fresh hoke chalti hu, aunty ji ko bata de na theek hai" she grabbed her bag that lay on the sofa and started checking inside it.

"Sunn..." He mumbled looking up at her.