Reborn For You

Warm hug

I hate being touched. That too without my permission. But its a warm feeling.

It has been a long time since I have hugged someone or I have been hugged. I am not one of those for whom hugs are just like greeting.

It feels nice being in his embrace. Involuntarily I exhale deeply and closed my eyes. I feel my heart beat calming down, it's soothing and relaxing. It don't feel numb anyone. I don't even know for how long I have craved for this feeling- the feeling of being loved. 

That never-ending suffocation in my chest has suddenly disappeared. I realise tears coming to my eyes. 

Godddddd NO NO NO, this should not be happening. I don't want to cry. Why should I cry now? I am not a fool. Stop. Stop right there. These god damn drops of water are not listening to me. They flow down my cheek to his shirt. 

Vansh's POV-

 I was busy practicing basketball with my teammates when Aryan came and pulled away out one of the boys- Vishal. I knew pretty well whose orders he was following. Ridhima- Not Again!!

I stayed outside the yoga room, waiting for them to finish. I need to guard them; else if any teacher comes, it will another blunder. Thank our stars that the authorities have stopped putting on CCTV cameras. Well the credit actually goes to our seniors who had repeatedly broken the cameras whenever the school tried.

The sound of the door opening drags my attention and my eyes fell on Ridhima. She looks cold, heartless, like a statue. I can't bear to see her like that.

I don't know from where did I get so much courage that I pulled her into a hug. I had expected her to slap me but she stood there still, leaning on my chest. I realise my shirt was soaking. Was she crying?

"Don't cry", I slowly remove my arms from her and proceeded to rub her tears.

But before I could touch her face, she moved back and asked blankly, "Who gave you the permission to hug me?" 

Her teary eyes held mixed emotions, her voice was shaking. Before I could explain myself, Ridhima moved away.