Holding On

Chapter 1

Natasha

A pink evening sky on a Friday.....

I never wanted to go to meet them. Because he was there. But then again I agreed. Because he was there. It had been what? 13 years now? And here I was, outside the area they chose, rethinking why the heck did I agree to it. Sure he must hate me or whatever but I was still in love. I never had the guts to move on. I never had the guts to forget him.

13 years. And this is how we meet again.

I went in through the main entrance. I just realized I wasn't told the house number yet. I get a text from Vinayak V., former music teacher now a good friend and manager.

Vinayak - Ur late. I'll have someone come get you. Wait at the entrance.

Natasha- I can walk you know....

Vinayak - Sure you can with all the bags. Now wait up kiddo..

I reply with a plan 'K'. I do as I am told. Why was I here? Oh yes... Vinayak wanted to do a reunion sort of thing and make a band with us. His long time ago students. I thought i might as well give it a try. I love making music after all. Besides, being a doctor isn't exactly what i like to do. Vinayak had this long time plan on meeting up in Goa and making some music together. Mostly recording songs he composed. This was a 14 days long trip for me. We were supposed to make music here and take a break from our busy lives altogether. As far as I remember, all the people I'm going to meet are from my 10th grade. I have no idea what is going on exactly. I was told we'd all live in a small cute house for 2 weeks, record 4 songs and shoot an MV for one of them.

My phone buzzed once again. There's a text from Amrita, my assistant-

Amy- I've shifted your appointments for the next 2 weeks. Is there something else you want me to do?

Natasha- Thanks but you've done enough. Get some rest <3

Amy- Alright. Enjoy the vacation XD!

I put the phone in my purse. It's been 5 minutes since I arrived and no one's come yet. I look around when I see him.

There is an immediate attack of a butterfly in my stomach. A black butterfly. Now spreading its wings and burying them in me. It gives me such pain yet joy.

He's walking towards me. I should have known they would send him to get me. The teasing still continues. He looks handsome as always. Not the definition of hot but still attractive in his own way. I noticed he had gotten a little piercing on his lower right lip. He always wanted that. I gazed at him. He still wore those golden frame round glasses. They only suited him out of all people on earth. The white shirt he wore with the sleeves rolled up a little hugged him so beautifully that it made heads turn around us. He walked up in front of me. He came up to me. I still couldn't make eye contact with him. 13 years and I still act like a teenager around him.

There was an awkward silence between us. He tried to break it.

"Hi", he said. His voice had become even deeper. Who am I kidding? Of course it did. He isn't 16 anymore.

Obviously I couldn't say a word so I simply nodded. Damn it Natasha!