So hello guys..I just realized that most of you favor Armaan over Mayank..well easily guessable( lol..that's not even a word) as the reads and comments went down on the Armaan-less chapters ..hehhe..so as I promised here is Mayank's POV as well as Armaan's appearance...to know how and when please scroll down *smirks* ..Lol..
Please read....THE DATE
Mayank's POV
I went to Starbucks and had to stand in the line for around an hour..the fact that I was a business tycoon didn't help much..
I could have easily asked the hotel staff to bring me hot chocolate from starbucks; since I owned the hotel (in case u didn't figure it out)
But I wanted to give Asmaara some space...some 'me' time...that's what the girls crave for when they are sad..don't they?! and moreover I wanted to do something for her myself...
Well after waiting for an hour my turn came..I grabbed the cups and made my way towards the hotel..it took me less than five minutes to reach our suite..I had the master key so I need not knock..I slowly went inside the suite locking it inside out..I went to the guest room..the scene behind me made my heart flutter..
Asmaara stood before her canvas giving final touches to her masterpiece..she had painted the canvas black and with crayons she had craved out a woman holding a yellow lamp in her hand..it was magnificent ..I couldn't suppress a "waooo' from my mouth.. She turned around quite immediately..her hair disoriented..paint all over her clothes and her fingers were smeared with paints..
I thought about playing a little with her..
"Asmaara you got something on your nose ..." I said all worried ..
"Where? Here? " she asked while rubbing her fingers over her cute nose ..the effect got her white nose painted with color..
I could not help but laugh..god! She looked soo funny...
She looked at me like I was some maniac..glaring in between.."care to explain" she glared..
I took hold of her shoulders and brought her in front of the side mirror....still laughing..
Her mouth formed an O..she tried to rub it off but the action caused more paint to adorn her face...I could not control my laughter..I laughed hard holding my stomach...she glared at me for a little but then gave in and started laughing too..
We both were laughing like crazy...I had not noticed our face being inched so close to each other..the laughter ceased with the realization.... We were this close..when out of nowhere my phone started buzzing..
Ugh!! I cursed and picked up the phone seeing the boards' number..Asmaara' POV
Omg! We were like this close..yea we have done the deed before but it still felt wrong...wrong as in..my heart kept on telling me this is not where I belong..yet my mind reasoned that lawfully..this is exactly where I need to be..I m missing armaan..I won't lie about it..I am missing that husky voice that called me 'butterfly' ..but hey! I m not supposed to think about him.this trip is to get to know mayank..to try out our relationship..speaking of which where is he?
Oh yea right a call..
He came back in less than a minute..
"Asmaara" he called out..
"Yea?" I asked..
" um I don't know how to break it to you..but I got a very important board meeting to attend tommorow in America..its like our company is merging with the "choudharys" so I really need to be there..I know we just arrived here and its very what do I say! Bad.. Cruel.. Of me to leave you here..but I gotta go.." He pouted sadly while holding my hand...
"Choudhary?" That word clicked..
"Yea we are merging with Ashraina's company" he said looking at his feet..
Now that stung..
" hey but we are gonna go to a party at the beach in the eve..take some rest and then off we go.." He squealed like a kid.. I chuckled and he kissed the top of my head..
"Go get some rest"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~I woke up after some two hours of soundless sleep..I freshened up and remembered about the party we needed to attend..mayank well he was working..typing away something on his laptop..
I bathed and put on a yellow sundress..braided my hair..I wore some flipflops..I was never a fan of makeup but I applied a bit of eyeliner and pink lipstick...
I was totally ready..I smiled to reflection and set off to the study..
The study was dark.
An eerie silence..I knocked on the door but no one replied.. I quietly stepped inside..I switched on the light.. No one was there..where was mayank?! I went up to the desk.. His laptop and files were gone.. On the table I found a note on which was neatly scribbled the following.."Asmaara sorry I had to leave for an important press conference...I'll be back later tommorow..meanwhile please go and enjoy the party..my bodyguards. Will accompany you..
Yours.
Mayank"
I simply crumbled the paper and threw it in the near dustbin...Okay..don't kill me..many things happened in my life..bad mainly..so I m having a rough time.. I got great tension too..the exams are near the corner and i srsly need to study..:(
Armaan will be there in "dateII" which I'll upload very soon..
Thnx fr cooperating..
P.s.mayank sucks..
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