Mute love

the unknown person

Aditya… … …

I was shocked when she said yes. I mean why??
And I didn't know about it.

“ What?? ” I frowned and she nodded yes again, to confirm.
“ You… …  had a boyfriend?? ” I asked again, I wouldn't like it if she again said yes.
But she again did.
“ But why?? ”
She rolled her eyes in annoyance and pulled herself back from me.
“  Hey, wait, tell me about it in detail” I said sitting straight as she started walking from there.
Where is this woman going after giving me a shock.
I stood up and followed her . It didn't take me two seconds to catch her by the wrist. I turned her to face me.
“ Tell me why you had a boyfriend, and why I am not aware of it. Just tell me everything… . ” I said it as fast as I ever did.

Taking her hand back from mine she folded them against her chest and stared at me weirdly.
A heavy sigh left from my mouth “ Listen, I am not a jealous type at all, so stop looking at me like that, I am just curious!! ” I said, shrugging off my shoulders “ I mean like what… . . Kind of guy you dated in your teenage … . That's it ”

Where is the lie, I am obviously not jealous, I don't get jealous.
Or I do?

“ So tell me about your first boyfriend!! ” I said, folding my arms against my chest. But I felt a spark of fire in my chest when I saw her smiling widely. As if she was blushing at his name.
I don't like this at all.
She inhaled a deep breath and showed her both palms in front of me.
It means okay.
That smile never left her face.
She moved her hand in circular motion in front of her face and then showed that hand again to me by joining her thumb and index finger( 👌👌)
It means he was good looking.
I didn't like that pride on her face while describing him.
She raised her hand in the air to describe his tall height.
Again that smile.
I hate it.
I hate that smile when it's for another man.
I grabbed her raised arm and pulled her closer to me.
“ Taller than me?? ” I said it in angry voice after I pulled her waist by my other arm to close the small distance between us.
Her smile faded.
Blank expression replaced her happy face.
I pressed her body against mine “ Was he taller than me? ”
“ Did he look better than me?? ”

My bruised ego reached its peak when she again nodded as yes.
And there was silence, my grip around her tightened but her face didn't change.
I said I wasn't jealous but now I am. I was never compared to another man, never. So basically when I compared myself to someone for the first time , I was jealous.
Aditya Singh was freaking jealous.
For the first time in my life.
I don't get jealous, other people get jealous of me.
In school my classmates used to be jealous of me because I was always better than them, my step mom was jealous of me because my mumma was prettier than her , more than half of the college guys were jealous of me because I was the only guy the popular girl named Soumya dated, and even in my adulthood my competitors were jealous of me.

So basically I was the best.
Best in my work, best in looks, the best in my taste then who is this stupid guy who has the audacity to make me jealous.

Our proximity was dangerous, I could see her eyes scanning my face, I can hear her heavy breathing, I can feel her heartbeat racing.
Her breast were huffing up and down, resulting it to crashing against my chest.
The atmosphere was heating.

“ Why did you date him?? ”
“You love him? ”
“ He loved you ? ”
“ Why didn't you tell me earlier?? ”
She raised her arms and placed them on my shoulders before wrapping them around my neck.
We were already close, so this didn't affect me but her laughter did.
Why is she laughing?
“ Don't laugh , tell me did you love him more than… .. .. ” I got cut off by her placing her lips on me.

She started moving her lips on mine and here I lost it. I melted in her touch.
I pulled her closer before kissing her back, I was still jealous about that guy but I couldn't distract myself from this kiss.
She placed her feets on mine to reach the height even I lifted her up by her waist because our height gap wasn't small.
My stubble crashed on her soft chin as we kissed more.
Our bodies were pressed against each other and our souls were colliding again and again.