• Kritika
I was running out of my room as I was so late, but God had other plans.
My saree's pallu got stuck into something and as I turned around murmuring "What now. ugh I am already getting late and now this."
It wasn't some object in which I got stuck but a man, I saw a glimpse of him.
The muscled structure of his body, the messy hair falling on his forehead but in between that one second I remembered that I am getting late so without looking at him I freed myself and went away saying,
"Ye kya filmy scene h, ye sab movies mei achcha lagta hai bas"I went down and say ishaan and aarav talking to each other.
I greeted them and they introduced dhruv to me who was ahaan's bestfriend.I miss sakshi so much.
I hope she was here too, we would have enjoyed so much.We were just talking when ahaan approached us.
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• Ahaan
As I walked towards the stairs, I saw her walking down in such a hurry.
She went and stood next to aarav and ishaan, aarav was giving her weird looks like why she was so late.
I met aarav earlier.
Dhruv was standing there too but he was looking at his phone."Good morning boys" she said as she fixed her saree.
I could only see her back at that moment.
And the devil's eyes, oh god, my eyes went from her silky black hair to her thin neck that was half visible due to her hair, then her sleek shoulders, one of them draped with the saree and another half covered with the saree blouse, that too violet.
The colour just suited her skin colour so much.
Her jhumkaas touched her fair shoulders. They created a beautiful sound whenever she moved her head.
My eyes reached to her back, both sides of her blouse were tied with a violet string that hung down and reached her waist.
Her waist. Shit. That snatched waist with the perfect curves, oh to hold her in my arms, oh my god.
Shutup ahaan, don't be a pervert.My eyes moved more down, her saree was tucked in and it perfectly fit her hips.
I am such an asshole. I am standing here gawking at her body. I should stop.
Girl you make my heart beat so fast, that it could explode off happiness.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath and went towards them.
"Bhai finally you are here, good morning" Ishaan said and their attention moved to me.
"Good morning guys" I said while waiting for someone to introduce me to the girl standing right beside me, she turned around to look at me (FINALLY) and there only my blood pressure reached at it maximum like I could just die right now, she is affecting me so much, I want to get affected like this for my whole life.
"Bhai meet her, she is kritika di" he said with a smirk that was only visible to me.
This boy who had irritated me so much by not telling me her name is now introducing her to me. Such an idiot.
"Hi kritika" I said looking at her and she smiled at me, nodding at me and said,
"Hi ahaan"
Her voice felt like music to my ears, to which I could hear for my whole life.
Shit. Okay Ahaan you should fucking control. Stop acting like a teenager who just met her crush.
As I was lost in her, mumma called us all for breakfast.
We all settled on the dining table and started our meal.
This was not an English breakfast, instead it was Indian. Everyone loves Indian food duhhh and that too made by mumma, literal heaven.
"Beta I hope aap sabka introduction ho chuka h" mumma said looking at ishaan.
"Hanji mumma" he said stuffing another bite into his mouth.
"Okay so, I want to say something" papa said and our eyes moved towards him.
He continued,
"Ahaan and Kritika I hope you've met each other. All four of us have thought of your marriage and you know that, but we are not forcing both of you. I just want one thing from you, that just spend some time together. Kritika you will be staying here for a whole week so you can spend some time with him. You both can know each other and talk your heart out, if you are comfortable. But at the end it's your choice, you both are free to deny for marriage, we won't bother you after that but I think you should consider my decision once."
She nodded at him.
"I'll make sure I will not disappoint anyone uncle and I am happy to consider your decision." She said with a slight smile on her face."Ahaan?" Mumma said
"Hanji mummaa, I am all okay with everything, I will do as you wish."
Kritika looked at me and smiled.
There i lost my everything.She smiled at me. That sweet gesture.
The beauty of her smile.I felt something like 'dil garden garden hogya'
Everything felt surreal with her eyes on me.
She was looking at me throughout our breakfast like she was examining me.My eyes were fixed on my food but a few times, our eyes met, exploding a thousand butterflies in me.
I am going so crazy about her.
After having breakfast, we dispersed here and there.
I went to my room because I had to finish some work.
I sat with my laptop on the couch resting beside the floor to ceiling windows.
Someone knocked on the door.
Oh god, please not dhruv, he won't let me do my work.
I kept the laptop aside and went to open the door.
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