Infinity

Memories and Confessions

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Karan's POV:

"Be on time.", Reading Jessica's message out loud, I laughed.

I walked towards the living room, searching for Teju. She had come here, at our home, after her shoot.

"Awie. Cutie.", I heard her voice and saw her sitting on the couch, in a weird position, watching something on phone.

Sitting beside her, I pulled her towards me and peeked inside her phone, wanting to know as to who had been getting showered with her praises. She immediately rested her hand on my chest and continued looking at the phone.

'Jealous.', My subconscious commented.

A shy smile replaced my jealous frown, as I saw her watching my video.
"Remember this, Sunny?", Her curious enquiry made me remember that night.

[Flashback:]

Karan's POV:

Concealing the pure exhaustion on my face, I looked towards the host, as he questioned me, in an attempt to entertain people.

'Looks like you're a joker now.', A voice in my mind spoke, reminding me of Teju.

The chattering of people standing nearby me seemed annoying until I heard her name. I looked at the speaker, and found him repeating his question again, his gaze fixed on my feet, precisely on the bottom of my pants.

"Yeh pants par neeche Tejasswi ki photo bani hui hai kya?", He enquired.
→(Is it Tejasswi's pic on the bottom side of your pants?)

I glanced downwards and frowned. His question was harmless yet it rubbed me the wrong way. Her place wasn't below me, never. She resided in my heart, in my mind, and I had no problem telling people about this.

"Tejasswi ki photo wahan uss jagah par nahi, yahan hogi na!", I corrected him, sliding my shirt to other side, gesturing towards my chest, and laughed a little.

→(Tejasswi's photo would not be there, it would be at this place.)

The crowd cheered and the man beside me let out a whistle, and I finally got a chance to go to my seat, to her.

Dragging my chair beside her, I sat on it and intertwined our fingers. Goodness, the relief her touch gives me is something that will always amaze me.

[Flashback ends.]

"I love you for this. I had smiled so big the moment you answered his question.", Her confession brought me out of my trance.

"You love me for only this?", I teased.
"Shut up and give me your phone.", She demanded, slapping my chest.

"This is a serious case of Domestic Abuse.", I huffed.
"Animal Abuse is the correct term, Sunny.", She grinned.

Ignoring her comment, I kept my phone in her outstretched hand and laid on the couch, resting my head in her lap.

Her fingers massaged my head, and I mumbled, gleefully, "Peace, here I come."

She remained silent for a while, making me look at her.

"What are you doing?", I asked as I saw her making a sad pout, her attention on the phone in her hands.

"I couldn't find a good picture of mine in my phone so I decided to check yours. But there are thousands of my pics in your phone. And, I'm confused now.", She whined, glaring at me.

"You love it when I take your pics.", I tried to reason.
"This is called fan-behaviour, Mr. Stalker Kundrra.", She snorted, seeing right through my lie.

"Obsessed is the right term, babe. And, it's not like you're any different.", I said. She only shrugged, not speaking anything.

"Why do need them in the first place?", I asked, genuinely curious.

"You're getting my photo tattooed on your chest na. So, I need to find the best one for it.", She replied, making my lips curve upwards at her silliness.

"Tera naam toh mere dil par pehle din se hi likha hua hai.", I muttered.
→(Your name has been written on my heart since the first day.)

"Eww, this was so cheesy.", She tried to hide the blush on her face.

"Come on, get up. We've to get ready for the party.", I said, getting reminded of Jess' message.

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Tejasswi's POV:

The music was loud and the dance floor, full. Sunny kept dancing, claiming he wouldn't be a true punjabi if he stopped.

Truthfully, it was endearing.. watching him dance. He wasn't a perfect one by any means, not even close. It was in the way his eyes twinkled with joy, his posture confident and that of a man who was finally getting an opportunity to do something he loved doing. His cute expressions and weird (mind you, in a good way) steps were just a bonus.

The song changed to a slow one, one I didn't recognise as my head buzzed, an after effect of drinking with Sunny and all our friends.

People finally abandoned the dance floor, leaving only the main dancer aka my man and the birthday girl.

His eyes seemed to search for something, roaming around all the people before stopping on me.

It's the way his eyes never fail to find mine, even in a crowd of innumerable people.

He gestured me to come on the dance floor and I reluctantly agreed.

♪ Hum tere bin ab reh nahi sakte,
  Tere bin a kya wajood mera ♪

Pulling me in his arms, he mouthed the lyrics, staring in my eyes as if confessing his feelings to me. His one hand caressed my head and the other one wandered down, clutching my waist.
The intensity in his eyes overwhelmed me.

♪ Tujhse juda agar ho jayenge toh
  Khud se hi ho jayenge juda ♪

His hold loosened a bit and I pulled away, doing random steps in an attempt to eliminate the tension. My efforts failed miserably as nothing could stop him once he decided to do something.
And now his only aim was to tease me.

"It's not like you don't like this. You're loving it.", My subconscious scoffed.

♪ Kyunki tum hi ho,
   Ab tum hi ho,
   Zindagi ab tum hi ho ♪

He snaked his arms around my lower waist and dipped me low, before pulling me upwards in a jerk. My head collided with his chest making my breath laboured. Noticing his smirk, I trailed my hands on his chest. He stiffened in shock.

♪ Chain bhi,
   Mera dard bhi.
   Meri Aashiqui ab tum hi ho ♪

He turned me such that my back faced his front and buried his face in my neck, placing a small peck. Coming close to my ears, he whispered, "Tere saath mera naseeb juda..tujhe paa kar adhura na raha..sach mein laddoo."

My eyes welled up, and I hugged him, before gazing in his eyes which shone with love and wonder, mirrioring mine.
I smiled at him and said,

"Meri zindagi ab tu hi hai, Karan."

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