AISHA
I came down, wearing a ripped black jeans, with a black crop top & a denim jacket, with my hairs tied in a half-bun, with kohl in my eyes, & lip-gloss on my lips, with my ever favorite sneakers in my feet. I'm excited to go to Delhi, but yet I don't feel like going, don't know why?
Maybe again my insecurities. After that incident what more can I expect from myself!
I had my breakfast with an overexcited Vidhi as we left for the college. Our flight is in evening, so I pushed everyone to come to the college, & finally they agreed. Thank God, or I'd go crazy from over-thinking.
As usual Vivaan himself decided to drop us, as he thinks we're safe with him. But truth to be told, I feel the SAFEST with him, so much so that if it was in my hands, I would stick to him permanently, like a koala, but as it is, I can only sigh...
"What happened Sweetheart?" asked he, as I flinched & looked at him.
"N-nothing! Absolutely n-nothing!" spoke I, not so confidently.
He narrowed his eyes at me, as I licked my lips hiding my face from him, but he grabbed my chin, & gave me a look which clearly says he don't buy my lies, well he never did!
I slumped my shoulders in defeat, & shifted closer to him pouting.
"I don't feel good!" I spoke pouting more, snuggling into his arm, as he pulled me on his lap, & that was it, my head found it's home, his chest, my safehouse!
"Why? Should I take you to Dr. Singh? Abhay, turn the car back!" commanded he, as his voice changed so fast from caring to commanding, that I flinched hard moving back.
"No no! I mean no need to take us back. You please keep on driving Abhay!" spoke I, to Vivaan's bodyguard-cum-driver, Abhay. He talks to me openly, only when Vivaan is not around, else he becomes a mute, deaf, & blind robot, much to my distaste, but I don't want the poor guy to loose his job, though he says Vivaan will kill him if he saw him talking to me! Rubbish!
Vivaan might look scary to others, but he is such a Sweetheart that...
"Than what happened Sweetheart?" Vivaan's caring question pulled me out of his own thoughts, as I blinked a few times, & licked my lips nervously.
"I-I just d-don't wanna go away from you!" spoke I, as I snuggled into his chest again, & he chuckled wrapping his arms around me, & I didn't move from there, & he lovingly kept on caressing my hairs, & also kissing my forehead & head, making me feel better & smile. What sorcery does this man do on me?
Suddenly the car came to a halt, & I stick more to him.
"Sweetheart?" spoke he, but I shook my head from his chest.
"I don't wanna goooo..." spoke I almost crying as he chuckled.
"Someone's being too clingy today!" taunted he, as I moved out of his chest narrowing my eyes at him.
"So what, I'm your gf, it's my right, get it Mr. Khurana?" spoke I in a very authoritative tone, sticking to him again as he chuckled.
"Yes my Queen!" spoke he making me smile.
He let me stay there for God knows how long, till Vidhi knocked on the window.
"Oh love birds, it's time for your college & your office, so get your ass out, & Bhai you, get away!" spoke she rudely, as I woke her up early much to her distaste.
I pouted, as Vivaan glared at Vidhi & she rushed away making silly excuses.
He then captured my lips into a long, passionate kiss, as I returned it with equal fervor. In fact I need this kiss the most. His kisses are like my daily recharging!
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