It's not between a leaf and a thorn.
It's between the dark and the day,
It's between the fire and the water.
Not just a child's fight,
It's the war for love
It's the war for desire.
"who is that krish? " I asked with my eyes full of tears
"My da...
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One thing is for sure, he is attracted, he is attracted to me
Then why the heck he lied?
Should I feel offended? I don't think so. It's his life his decision but the thing that bothers me? he is jealous and sulk about my dating life He should not give a fuck about my personal life, he should not touch or kiss me with out my consent if he isn't into me.
Men are so complicated dude.
It's two in the morning and I am wide awake like an owl It's cold outside and this thin quilt isn't a help
Thinking of the bet, I won actually I won over him I did get him Not directly but somehow I got him It is just matter of time to make him mine permanently. He is into me and I am into him then what's wrong in making him mine? I sigh
There's only one bedroom in this small wooden house, he is sleeping in hall. I thought of inviting him inside but the bed can't afford two bodies to sleep without touching.
Seems like sleep wouldn't come What should I do? I open my mobile, at least hundred messages popped on the screen I have no interest in answering all of em so I directly opened my sister's account to answer
Foodie: "How are you di, I am so scared After hearing about what happened At krish's university" 7.30pm
"I am fine eva don't worry , take care and don't leave home" 3.00 am
I put my phone away to get some sleep and fell into its trap eventually,i woke up around eight in the next morning, new places are not comfortable and that too this wooden house has no heaters, I feel credential atleast that I got to sleep for few hours on a non college day.
The first thing that swirled inside me is aditya,I should pay him a visit as soon as possible.
I got up from bed and walked near the window, I push aside the frilly curtain to allow the sunlight inside. This place is absolut peace, the house is surrounded by green and colourful flowers. If things were good I would have enjoyed in here. The time I am living in was gifted by aditya, I have forever debt to clear.
A yawn past my lips reminding me to freshen up so I picked up my pace to get it done in the bathroom.
I open room door and this delicious smell hit my nostrils, it's a south Indian dish, i smell this seldom in our house.
I saunter with grumbling stomach, He is there at the stove, stirring something on pan. I cleared my throat to make my presence aware and he turn, damn he is wearing only a vest, his biceps are to pray. How come I never saw those sinfully attractive arms. Last night I saw him staring at my bare legs but he did control not to stare for long but it seems impossible in my case.
