Arylie (Imlie & Aryan)

Chapter Four

Aryan's Pov

This girl is as stubborn as a mule. She wouldn't just take no for an answer. I sighed in defeat as I looked at my phone screen.

Imlie: No😒 let's play, or I'd come to your room to disturb you.

Aryan: Go play with your friends🤨

Imlie: My friends are not online, and I want to play with you.

Imlie: Truth or dare?

Aryan: Fine! Truth

Aryan: I'm shocked you know how to play truth or dare, who taught you?😡

I suddenly felt possessive, I knew the dirty games being played in truth or dare, and I just hoped no one has dared imlie into doing what she doesn't want to do.

Imlie: Relax 😌 I saw a group of friends playing and it was fun.

Aryan: Have you tried to play before?

Imlie: No, I didn't like the questions being asked and the dares, don't get me started on that.

Aryan: Questions like what?

Imlie: Your body count, have you had oral sex and the dares, you'd be dared to do something unimaginable and embarrassing.

Aryan: Interesting, and you want to play it with me? What makes you think I won't ask you those questions?

Imlie: Who said you are going to be the one doing the asking 😉

Imlie is getting too mischievous, my lips started to curve, and I let myself smile. No one was around to see me anyways and I needed a detox from work. This might just be the perfect time.

Aryan: Okay, but just one round. I picked truth already.

Imlie: Ever had a lover? Ex or something?

Aryan: What do you think?

Imlie: Stop answering my questions with questions.

Aryan: No

Aryan: Truth or dare?

Imlie: Dare🌚

Aryan: I dare you to howl like a wolf on the moon

Imlie: You can't be serious, ABP

Aryan: I'm damn serious, or you get ready for your punishment.

Imlie: It's late, and people would think I'm crazy.

Aryan: I don't care and try to be loud. I want to hear you from my room.

Imlie: Argh! I hate you, ABP

Aryan: Feelings are mutual 😌

I could hear imlie howling in the distance, and I chuckled, Ma is going to be so furious, and I could hear footsteps down the hall. I could hear voices, and I waited for her reply.

Imlie: Happy now?

Imlie: I'm going to get you back ABP. Truth or dare?

Aryan: I said one round.

Imlie: Please 🥺

Aryan: Truth

Imlie: Who matters most to you now apart from your family?

I stared at my screen for a long time before answering. I was contemplating an answer to give imlie, and I didn't want to lie. She was the most important person to me right now.

Aryan: You

I waited for her response, and it never came. I guess she must have fallen asleep. The more I try to stop myself from thinking about her, the more I keep thinking about her.

I wanted to get a glimpse of imlie before I retired to bed. I quietly got up and went to her room, I knocked gently, and there was no response. I decided to take a peek through her window, but her curtains were down.

I turned the doorknob gently, and it opened. The air in her room was filled with her strawberry shampoo. I guessed she washed her hair before going to bed.

I looked over to where she was laying and tiptoed gently. I stopped for a while and shook my head. I was behaving like a thief in my own house. A thief whose heart was already stolen, I got to the side of the bed and knelt down. I ran my hands over her hair, and it was smooth and silky, just like I imagined it.

I could feel the blood rushing to the wrong place. I couldn't think with my small head right now because if I do, imlie's mouth would be right on it. I keep fantasizing about imlie every night before I slept, but I knew I couldn't have her, not just yet.

I wanted her all to myself, and I planned on waiting forever, if that's how long it took me to have her.

Next morning

It was my sister's birthday today, and I went all out for her. Imlie did a great job with the decorations, and I couldn't wait to see her this morning.

I hadn't seen her since this morning, and I began to wonder if something was wrong. I saw Arpita going to Ma's room and I called out to her. 'Di, have you seen imlie this morning?'

'Are you missing her aru?' She asked, giving me a sheepish grin. The thought of imlie leaving always scared me. I know I said her voice irritates me as she is always so loud immediately she wakes up, but to be honest, I wanted to hear it every day, every second, minute, and every hour. It could be on repeat, I didn't care.

'She is having menstrual cramps, but hopefully, it subsides before the evening. She'd worked so hard to make sure everything was perfect, and I couldn't imagine her missing tonight's event.' Arpita explained.

I didn't hear the rest of what my sister was saying as I picked up my phone and dialled a contact.

'Yes, sorry for calling so early, I want a period care package delivered to Rathore's mansion in less than an hour. I want your most expensive package and please hurry up.'

'Di, what do you take for your cramps?' I asked while she just stared at me.

'Did you just order that for imlie? Loverboy,' she said playfully, nudging me on the shoulder.

'Why don't you confess your feelings for her, aru?' She inquired, looking at me more seriously. 'I want her to become my sister-in-law, and ma would be very happy.'

'Keep your voice down di, you are going too fast.'

'You are going too slow, aru.' She said stubbornly.

'Let's just focus on your birthday party today, and we can discuss this some other time. Meanwhile, where are my niece and nephew?' I digressed, trying to change the topic.

30 minutes later and the package arrived. I knocked on her door, and she responded weakly. I entered her room and dropped the package.

'Arpita asked me to give you this.' I said, pointing at the box.

'You could have sent a servant. Why did you take the trouble to bring it here?' She mumbled, I ignored her and continued talking.

'She told me you didn't want to take drugs. What are you trying to prove? A superwoman?'

'Why do you always have to yell at me? I'm sick, treat me nicely.'

'I'm being nice imlie, here take this so that you can feel better.' I handed her the glass of water and a pill.

She gulped it down and laid back down. 'Tell Arpita I said thank you.'

'Did you get the dress I got you for the evening?' I inquired.

'You didn't have to, I could wear one of my old sari or salwar.' She stated.

'That's not how to say thank you.'

'I learned that from you ABP,' she bragged, playfully sticking her tongue out to me. Thank you, the dress is so beautiful.'

'I heard kissing helps with menstrual cramps?' I whispered.

'What did you say?' She asked, shooting up from the bed.

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