Rayan's Care for Aravi

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Rayan's POV.

Life was going so well. I was fine and normal untill I met with that ‘girl'  Fine... Aravi and everything got changed.

I used to be a man with no attachment with anyone but why do I feel my heart always want hold her hand and be with me always.

Two days spent and I returned to India and just for a slip of tongue I had to see her again. I had unfortunately anyhow agreed to collaborate her. Yes I lost the challenge. Fuck! I don't know why when never in my life I let anyone to win against me but I just wanted to see her knowing I would lose if I do so.

As when I was outside the building, I bumped with a lady.. Well honestly it's Zara my college friend. I don't know what kind of girl she is I mean after so many rejection, she still flirts and forces herself on me.
Not gonna I lie before a night I was a different person but after the night I spent with her, I never allowed any girl to touch me. She has definitely got an effect on me.
I gasped when I felt her lips over mine.
After sometime when I realised what she was doing, I pushed her away from me.
And left her.

[A/n :- ik u guys aren't commenting but I'm sure u aren't liking Rayan's behaviour towards her so here comes his POV].

I quickly ran inside the building and stepped into the reception and I could already smell
her scent making me aware that she has come.

“ Sir, Mr Yash has called you at his cabin ”

I nodded to Mr Bakshi my assistant as I followed him to Yash's cabin.

As I opened the door, my heart started to beat faster than usual as wearing a simple white salwar and red dupatta she was looking damn gorgeous.

Soon I got out of my trance when I realised it wasn't me whom she wanted to meet but was Yash.

“You two already started the meeting without me?” I let my cold personality say.
But damn how dare she didn't even looked at me.

Why the fuck she is ignoring me?
I thought.

Mr Yash - Yash” We both spoke up at the same time.

“Ladies first” He winked at me. How dare he is my brother not her. And why he is so behaving like a gentleman around her.

Fuck!

I can't understand, why I'm here for no reason and not getting back to my cabin
because they are busy talking to each other.

Both are talkative unlike you!
My subconscious mind reminded me about me.

“Miss Aravi. We will surely meet but before you go, I want to tell you that you are really a good writer. I mean this time I read your story. And I became your fan.. Don't mind but I stalked you little.”

“What!!??” Again it was us who reacted at unison.
How dare he stalked fucking her. I mean why only her ? In this whole world did he get only her to stalk?

Why the fuck it's affecting me? It's there life afterall I'm noone to interfere but I can't control myself avoiding her.

“ Before you go can you please narrate the prologue? I'm sure from a beautiful voice of yours the prologue will become more beautiful. ” He said.

Wait did he just flirted her?

I guess she was about to speak something but stopped when she looked at me.
Soon she delivered the beautiful words in a rhythm. The words which she narrated was hurtful and I don't why I felt those words were meant for me. But why would she..

She hates me right?

I was listening to her words which sounded painful. As if someone lost their love.

Yes the love I hate the most. Loving someone always brings pain and deceive.

As Yash was praising her, I interrupted them.
I rejected her as she will be collaborating us for writing a love story which I don't want.

I explained them that people nowadays only prefer mass movies with action, horror and thriller genres.

It was then she spoke up looking directly into my eyes.

Guilt filled into me when I noticed tears on her eyes. Her eyes looked like if she has been gone through a lot.

Did I hurted her?

I questioned myself and realised yes I hurted her for being rude and cold to her always.

While I was about to say sorry, I saw her nowhere in the room which means she already left.

Yash glared at me and I patted him on his back. “She will come back. Don't worry I will bring her. She will write a love story.” I sighed.

“Isko kya ho gaya” I heard him saying while walking off the room.

I came downstairs and searched for her at every corner but found her nowhere.

I looked at the entrance and thought she might have gone out till now. Soon my face lit up when I heard those jiggling sounds coming from the washroom.

My legs automatically walked and halted near the door. I can hear her murmers that means she is here. Gosh she is so insane who talks to herself. I giggled hearing her cursing about someone. Well it's obviously me I guess. Because she is a good girl who don't have any rivals except me.

And an idea popped in my head. As soon as she locked the door and came outside, I pulled her towards me and covered her face with my handkerchief.

Well i think it didn't even need my handkerchief when my hands were enough to cover her small tiny face. She tried her best to get off my hold but I made her fail.

Without wasting anytime, I picked her up on my arms and took her to my cabin.
Thanks my luck that no-one has seen this scene or otherwise this would be so embarrassing that their boss is a kidnapper.

I placed her tiny body on my chair. Slowly she opened her eyes and she flinches when she saw me.

“Aaah!!!” She yelled.

“Relax it's me..” I said cupping her cheeks.
And this time, her eyes got moisten looking into mine.

Wait her eyes were swollen? She cried? Yes she did. And I'm the reason she was crying.

Seeing her cry, I can't control myself hugging her .She definitely affects me.
Whenever I feel her near, I feel my heart racing. Am I that bad that I made her cry?

What happened to me? What I'm doing?Why do I care her so much? She might..No! She hates me as a person.. For her I'm a fucker, a pervert, an egoistic narcissistic personality whom she never want.

I thought while hugging her.

To be Continued

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