"Clasp me close in your warm, young arms, while the pale stars shine above..."
Sarab's POV
"Mount climbing. Bus trip. Window seat...." I murmur to myself gazing out at the scenery. They are serene, enchanting and beautiful like, like her. Every time, I watch the gleams of her playful eyes, the ruby of her lips, the silk of her brunette hair, the warmth of her fragrant breaths, I remember the orb of a full moon, the snow, the roses, the chocolate cake she loves, the poetry, the magic, and my helplessness.
She's sedentary 4 seats apart from me with that so called bestfriend of hers, who's always stuck to her like a tail. I don't know what she sees in him........as I just find him creep, flirt and clingy.
I tilt my head a bit and trynna act casual merely to notice what's going on there. When our eyes met for a slightest moment................and my heartbeat stops. I quickly spin around and look out of the window to avoid her as I just choked onto air.
Damn!! I can feel her staring me. Gosh!!! No. No. No. She advances and sat besides me, whispering.
"Light showers. Coffee. Best company. Perfect." I gasp audibly and swallow hard enough to make a visible hole in my throat. I literally was staring her a while ago. Goddamnit!!! Her laugh falls over me uttering this but I reply without watching her,
"How do you know? I was thinking that? And anyways, what are you doing here? Go and sit with your bestfriend. No need to come to me." Was that rude? Be it. I'm jealous and I can't help it.
"I don't wish to actually because I wanna share one of my bus trip romance fantasies first. May I?? I will ask something too after that."
"And why do you think I'm gonna answer?
"Because I know it could never be mine but deep down I want it to be.............So, the fantasy is that what if I lean down towards you now...... and wrap the blanket provided on us to hide from the rest of the students......
-And"
Have I lost my mind? Seduction can clearly be noticed in her tone. What am I saying? She's sitting so close to me I hardly can breathe and yet am asking her to share her wild fantasies with me......Am I dreaming??
She leans forward a bit, almost close to my earlobe and traces the outline of my lips with her delicate fingers while entangling her other hand with mine. Eventually, I sit still because of the growing heat and uncomfortable position within me. I adjust the bag on my lap as her hand moves down the neck grazing the collarbone. Her touch sending chills down my spine................when she pecks on the cheek not just a touch but a hard one. She whispers against it,
"And kiss those lips of yours. They should be charged as guilty for being so perfect. Well, I even noticed the bag adjustment, you know. Someone other than you is waiting for me as well, I see." I swallow upon her sudden intriguition.
-The question is that even after knowing the consequences is avoiding the inner voice, right? C'mon tell me. What do you think?" She almost gets to my lips while I grab her wrist and turn to face her saying,
"I......You.....I have started I really......... I have started liking you Khwahish. I really love you, Dandelion. You're listening right?"
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