I WEIRD YOU ❤️

ALL YOURS

ILAHI'S P.O.V

1 SEPTEMBER 20xx,

Everything just froze. The time stopped and so did my breath. He called me beautiful n number of times since morning but when he said it now. It's different. Something is different between us. Something that is so strong. Something that is much more than love. I can hear my heartbeat in my ear. Everything around me just blurred but him. The only thing I can see right now is him. His eyes. The only thing I can feel is his hand under mine. His knees touching mine. The only thing I can hear is his breath that is as ragged as mine. We had shared a lot of moments that had a lot of physical touch but this moment. It feels the real intimacy. This moment is something that I only read in books. The silence between us is not awkward because our eyes are speaking way better than our words.

"I need to tell you something, Harsh." I whispered and leaned towards him a little without breaking the eye contact. He leaned towards me till our noses were almost touching.

"Hum?" He whispered back still in some haze. It's almost funny that this man hypnotized me with his eyes and he looked like I had done some spells on him.

"Harsh I---- I cut myself off and took a deep breath. I can tell him. I have to tell him. I can't hide after the day we spent together. The happiness that I'm feeling deep inside me is because of the man sitting in front of me. I had forgotten how it feels to be this happy but he dragged out that happy and childish part of mine. He deserves to know. I know for some reasons I know if he is with me I will handle every fucking problem. We can face anything together. We can face that truth together.

"Har- "Sorry to interrupt but you both need to get down now." The man who was operating the Ferris wheel said to us getting irritated and impatient. I jump in my seat a little and look down in embarrassment before nodding my head and getting down. He glared at both of us which was equally given back to him by Harsh. I don't even realise when the swing stopped and how long he had waited for us to get down. I dragged Harsh by his wrist because they both were having some glaring contest. Disappointment filled my heart. I was just 2 seconds away from telling him how I feel for him but no. The universe is against us. I think Babaji doesn't want me to tell him. Taking a deep breath I left his wrist and started walking in the exit direction with him behind me. He didn't say anything but as I reached the bike he stopped me by holding my right bicep and turned me to him. I gulped knowing very well what he wanted to ask but he surprised me when he said something so out of the place.

"You said you will do anything I say." His voice sounded husky as he took a step towards me. "Anything." He whispered near my lips and dragged his pointer from my forehead to my chin slowly and sensually. I gulped again but now for a very different reason.

"What do you want me to do?" I whisper. I hate how my voice comes out hoarse. He smirked. His eyes bored into mine like he is reading my soul. He very well knows his effect on me. Million thoughts raced in my mind. What does he possibly want me to do? I said those words in context to any other activities he wanted to do there but I didn't know he would take such advantage of my innocent request. My breath comes out as short gasps when he wrapped a hand around my waist and held me tightly to him. His hand that was on my chin went to my hair. He untied them in one motion and ran his hand through them to untangle my strands.

"I want- His voice is deeper than before. Eyes a darker shade than his original. "I want you-- A low hum vibrates from my chest and I close my eyes. I feel a lot of emotions at once. Anticipation. Excitement. Fear. Lust. His breath on the side of my lips makes me crazy. I think I'm losing my senses. This man indeed had done a spell on me.

"Simple I want you to click a picture with me Little Vixen." He burst into laughter and backed away from me. For a moment I stood there with my eyebrows pinched together, eyes closed and anticipation. Then his words registered in my mind and I snapped open my eyes with a scowl. He laughed harder looking at my rosy cheeks and glare.