Hum Tum - A Journey of Becoming "Us"! ❤️✨

Baatein Kuch Ankahee Si

"Baatein Kuch Ankahi Si
Kuch Ansuni si hone lagi
Kaabu Dil Pe Raha Na
Hasti Humari Khone Lagi
Woooh Woooh Wooo Wooo Woo Wooh..             Shaayad Yehi Hai Pyaar
Shaayad Yehi Hai Pyaar..."

Humming this beautiful song, I was waiting for someone special's reply, whom I texted two hours ago, but there was no trace of his response.

That evening I kept the phone with me, lying to my parents that I wanted to use Google and also the calculator.

Sighing I started studying as it was evening time and if my parents caught me with a phone in my hand and hummed a Bollywood song, instead of studying and learning accountancy, then I don't know what they will do.

As I was figuring out an equation of accounts, suddenly a pop-up on my phone forced me to catch sight of the notification, expecting it from Chirag. As I wished, it was actually from him. Quickly, I came to my sitting position as I was lying on my stomach and solving the problem.

There was a "Hii" from his side.

Without giving it any other thought I immediately asked," What are you doing? Hope I am not disturbing you."

"No, nothing like that. I was just watching TV," he replied within 20 seconds.

I didn't know what to tell him or ask him after that, I was new to all this, unlike Adira, who had been dating and chatting with boys since we were in 9th standard, I guess. It was all new to me, I never sent a friend request or even made a guy friend in all these years of my life, except Shivam and my ex, but Shivam was just a friend, I didn't feel any kind of attraction towards him and about my ex he was more like a friend than my boyfriend. It was more like a high school kind of thing, which cannot be called dating.

I am feeling it right now for this cute guy, Chirag. The way his eyes, smile and words captured my heart, it never happened for any other guy.

"Are you there?" came a reply from his side, after not getting any reply from me for straight two minutes, bringing me back from my thoughts.

"Yeah, I am here. Was solving an equation of accounts."I lied very smoothly.

"Oh, I am disturbing you then, Talk to you later, you solve your equation." his reply came immediately.

"No, not like that, I just finished doing it." I hurriedly messaged.

"Honestly, I was facing a problem while solving it. So was just trying to google it." I told him that, to expand our conversation.

His reply came within 50 seconds, " Oh if you want, I can help you with it."

I smiled seeing his reply and as a cue, my heart began pounding inside my chest, I asked him "How", as he could not make me understand accounts through messages.

To which he replied simply, "Send me your phone number." and there, I completely lost it. Some good weird things took place in my heart and belly. It was very unique for me. Controlling myself, I sent him my contact number.

After a couple of minutes, my phone rang, showing an unknown number and I instantly knew, who it was.

I picked up the call quickly saying "Hello."

There, came his response saying, "Hey, what's the problem you are facing, In which chapter and what's the number of the question?" his voice was so sweet with a boyish tint in it.

I felt a bit sad, as directly he came to the question part, but then I told myself that's the only reason, why he asked for my number.

I immediately told him the chapter and question number. After Some moments, I guess after solving the problem himself, he started making me understand the whole equation from the beginning. After finishing that one, I asked him another question which by the way I knew its answer, but I wanted to hear his voice for some more time.

After two more equation-solving, we said bye to each other and he hung up the call. Though I was disappointed that we only talked about studying, it was the beginning of a new relationship from my side and a friendship from his side, I guess. I was slowly falling for him, a mere crush was turning into something amazing or special. I was just hoping,  that he also felt the same way as me.
With that thought, I went downstairs to ask my mom, what's is she making for dinner, not before saving his name in my contact list.
 
I wanted to tell him many things that day, which were left unspoken.