His eyes were dark.Almost complete black with specks of brown shining from the evening sun behind him. He looked amazing. Flawless. A Greek god.
I was looking at him from the window.
Looking would be a wrong term.
I was gawking at him. He was an eye candy alright? It's not my fault.
He has a mop of dark brown hair and a tan slightly lighter than mine. His jaw was defined, had a sharp nose and his arms were muscular. But above all his eyes. They were like dark pools of mystery that I just had to figure out.
Then my thoughts drifted off to his body, shamelessly checking him out.
The tee-shirt he was wearing was snug, fitting perfectly and giving me an amazing view of his chest. Maybe he worked out?
I just couldn't stop staring. Maybe it was because of my lack of interaction with boys or maybe he was a different thing, entirely.
I was dazed-
I wanted him against the wall, both my hands pressed on his chest. Then I would look at those beautiful dark eyes and just get lost in them. I would slowly lean forward, his hands would be on my back, gripping, tightly, driving me mad and breathless. Then our lips would collide, I would press mine on his luscious plump ones and he would respond with ferocious movements of his own lips. Then, his tongu-
Oh no.
I need to open the door.
This is bad, really bad. I need to do something, Anything! But I can't open the door after closing it. On his fudging gorgeous face!
"RANEE WHO IS IT?"
"Erm"
I needed to open it.I made my way towards the door and pictured him there with his bulging biceps and the extreme handsomeness of his sharp features. His lips were so voluminous. I reached my hand out, closing my eyes trying to imagine how soft his lips were -
The door creaks open.
Shit.
My finger was raised to his lips, In Fudging Reality!
He was standing there with wide eyes, trying to process everything just like how I was. My finger just a centimetre from his lips, threatening to touch with even the slightest of movement. Up close he was not flawless but to me, to my eyes, he was the handsomest person alive.
I also noticed the tiny scar across his left eyebrow, making him look even more delicious.
I couldn't help but lick my lips.
What now?
"RANEE IS IT A DELIVERY? I'M COMING"
I was about to jerk my hand away when he leaned it?
What the actual fudge!
His lips were now touching my finger. They were the softest to touch. He was looking at me with the most curious expression making my heart melt into a puddle.
"Oh who's this?" I jerked my hand off, Sweating. Oh no, did she see me doing what I was doing?
I turned around to face her and I think I'm safe. She didn't see me. Phew.
"Uh- Hello Aunti. We just moved in the next apartment." His voice was amazing. It was deep and rumbled slightly. And I was surely blushing by now. I hoped my tan would cover it up.
"Oh that's great! I was wondering who would be the new neighbours, Nice to meet you. Now where's your mom, she must need help."
"Uh " he looked at me and stammered. "Yea maybe she does, she's unpacking, I think , I'll go get her?"
"Arre I'll go myself ". She left and he resumed staring at me.
Was my blush noticable?
Wait- no way.
His ears are red!
He is so cute.
He noticed my attraction for his ears and quickly started to scratch the back of his neck," Uh -h".
He stammered again. No way he's this cute.
"I'm Dhruv, and you are?""I'm Ranee" I say looking straight into his eyes. No way those eyes were real.
He quickly looked away, flustered. I couldn't help but giggle. I thought I was the one who was supposed to be socially challenged.
He was staring. Again. Oh God can I just kiss him already!
"RANEE COME MEET AUNTI!"
"Coming" , I say looking at him and mouthing a small 'bye'.
My life just turned upside down.
I quickly jog off to their appartment with a smile plastered on my face.
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