CHAPTER 12

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ZOYA'S POV:

Kartik wasn't joking when he said he'll get my passport ready in 2 days. We had a flight for Paris in like 4 hours and everyone was hustling around, doing the last minute packing.

It was early morning flight and one slept the entire night. Manish Uncle called out for Aunty as he searched for his jacket, Kittu was shuffling through her wardrobe to fine her favorite socks.

I was trying to fit my and Kittu's clothes in a bag which we bought yesterday. We went for shopping with Mala aunty, we bought for clothes and other necessary stuff for the trip.

After what seems like an eternity we had finally packed and were ready to leave. As we reached the airport Kartik was as usual surrounded by paparazzi, they asked him questions about me and he answered them swiftly saying I am his cousin. Once we were settled down in the plane, I sighed a sigh of relief. Kartik looked at me chuckling, I was seated between him and Mala aunty.

"Damn! I never knew a flight would cause that much hustle and bustle."

"Traveling causes hustle either you are going to a nearby city or another country." I agree, it was my first flight and I've never been on plane before as the announcement was made for the take off, everybody tightened their seatbelts.

As the plane started taking off, I felt my heart pounding in my chest I closed my eyes tightly and squeezed the life out of arm rest. I felt someone's warm hand on mine, I took that hand in a death grip. I opened my eyes and found Kartik looking at me with concern.

"Relax, try taking deep breaths, I know the feeling you get during landings and take offs. But it'll be over in a few minutes."

And he was right once we took off and plane begin to fly smoothly it was over. My heartbeat and breathing came back to normal and I let go of Kartik's hand, as I draw my hand back I saw nail marks on the back of his hand. I was holding his hand so tightly that my nails ploughed into his skin, turning it red.

I felt embarrassed and regretful, I looked at Kartik sheepishly to witness him already looking at me, smiling wide.

"It's okay, don't worry about it." He winked at me, I looked at him with a surprised smile.

It was long, long journey. We reached there by 4 in the afternoon. I couldn't sleep the entire journey, Kittu also didn't sleep. We both were extremely tired and looked like zombies.

As soon we reached the hotel, we immediately checked in and me and Kittu left for our room, we'll be sharing the room here as well. Roommates for eternity.

We slept for 4 hours, we woke up by 8:30. Our rooms were adjacent, we went to Uncle Aunty's room and Kartik was already there.

"Thank God you both woke up, come on its dinner time." Mala aunty said and we all left for dinner.

Kittu was busy taking pictures, Uncle and Aunty were having a discussion about which cuisine is better. Kartik was signing an autograph for a fan, I wonder how his fans find him everywhere and how humbly he acknowledge them.

"So how was the experience." Kartik said taking a seat beside me as his fans left.

"It wasn't bad and it wasn't good, just okay. But I couldn't sleep throughout the journey."

"I wonder why, it was comfortable."

"Of course it was the most lavish and comfortable journey I ever had but I have a weird habit of not sleeping while traveling."

"Some people have that, Kittu also never sleeps during flights."

"What are both doing here, you old boring souls, come on lets make some memories, some good pictures."

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