TERI MERI YAARI

~5~ Butterflies

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NANDINI'S POV:

I have been having these weird feelings ever since that day Shanvi told me to observe Kabir's face and I don't know what to call those. I can't be attracted to my best friend, right? It's freaking impossible! I mean, I've seen him growing up right beside me. I know what a total nutcase he is! 
He's a dumbo, doesn't do his assignments, asks me to help him with those, keeps joking around always, flirts with me and so many more reasons for me to not like him! How can I like him?

Well, when you know all the bad qualities of a person and still find them attractive, those are called true feelings duh. 

I need to shut my brain up. I mean, I agree those are not exactly bad qualities but I could take anything that could make these weird feelings at this moment. 

Was I trying my best to shoo away these feelings?
Yes.
Was it working?
Abso-fvcking-lutely not!

I let out a frustrated groan and ran my fingers through my hair. At this moment, only thing that could help me was distance between us, and that was totally not possible.

Why? you would ask.

Well, that's because right now I am at our school's dance studio, waiting for that dumbo to arrive so that we could start our practice. And dance can't be performed/practiced with distance separating us, can it? All this is driving me crazy already that piece of $hit is too late for the practice. 

I was lost in my own thoughts- ok maybe his thoughts, when I heard the door of the studio being opened and my eyes diverted in the direction of the door. He entered the studio while uttering sorry continuously as if he already knew he fvcked up. Well, that he did and I wasn't going to spare him. I looked around me to find something and found my jacket lying there. I picked it up and rolled it into a ball and threw it at him but he hit it with his hand which sent it back in my direction and it landed on my face. 

He was soo dead now..!

I got up from where I was sitting and ran towards him only to jump on him and started hitting him with my tiny fists. He tried to save himself by covering his face but the rage inside me today is totally unpredictable. First my brain was messed up with all these new feelings, second he was late, and third and the last, until now, was that he threw that jacket at my face. Well, technically he saved himself but I couldn't care any less. I needed to vent all this out somewhere and he was a great punching bag.

KABIR: oyee pagal ruk muh tod degi mera bas kar.

(heyy crazy girl wait, you'll break my face.)

NANDINI: pagal hoga tu! time dekha hai? 5:00 ki baat hui thi 5:45 ko aaraha hai..! late aaya so aaya upar se merepe jacket maara woh alag. Aaj toh tujhe jaan se maardungi mai.

(you're crazy! have you even looked at the time? we had decided to start the practice at 5:00 and you've come at 5:45, upon that you threw the jacket on me! I will kill you today.)

KABIR: aaahh!! arre yaar nandu rukjaa maine kahan jacket pheka woh toh tune pheka tha. Maine bas usko haath maara woh aake tere girgaya..!! sorry yaar jaan muchke nhi kiya jaane de mai marjaaunga.

(aahh!! nandu wait, when did I throw the jacket? you threw it, I just hit it to shift its direction but it landed on you. Sorry yaar I didn't do it purposely, leave me or else I'll die.)

NANDINI: Isse accha toh tu mar hi jaa!

(you better die than being like this.)

He let out a frustrated groan followed by my name. Was it only me or would anyone else find it sexy too?

KABIR: uggh! nandu!

What he did next left me completely speechless. He flipped us over in such a way that my back was touching the floor and he hovered above me while pinning my hands above my head. I wasn't able to breathe. Whatever this attraction is, it needs to get away as soon as possible.

He was staring into my eyes and I was already drowned. He looked angry and yet I found it hot. Fvck!

Our faces had a respectable distance between them, but still it was of no use.

KABIR: I am sorry ok? isse zyada maaregi toh haath waath toot jaayega. Fir dance kiske saath karegi?

(If you hit me this much then my hand might break. With whom will you dance then?)

NANDINI: there are other dancers in our class as well! I'll dance with them.

He brought his face dangerously close to my ear and I could feel my soul leaving my body.

KABIR: dance toh tu sirf mere saath karegi, chaahe mera haath toote yaa pair. Bachpan se booking kar rakhi hai teri ki tu sirf meri dance partner banegi. Life partner bhale hi koi aur hogi, lekin dance kisi aur ke saath krne ka sochna bhi matt.

(You will dance only with me, no matter if my hands break or legs. Since childhood I have booked you as my dance partner. Though our life partners will be someone else, but don't even think of dancing with someone else.)

I could feel heat creeping all over my body but my heart was breaking at the same time when he said that someone else might be our life partners, and its completely wrong to feel that way. I will drive away these emotions, I know I will. probably. maybe?

KABIR: ok now let's start the practice. We want to win don't we?

I just gulped and nodded. He forwarded his hand towards me and I held it for support and got up to stand on my feet. 

We both turned towards the mirror and looked at our reflections. He nodded at me and I nodded back. 

1.. 2.. 3..

The music started and we moved our body accordingly to match the steps that we had included in our choreography. It was a sensual song but we kept the proximity in limit. If it would be in the past, then I wouldn't have minded a bit more proximity but with my current condition, The more the distance, the better it was for me.

Everything was okay when we were at our own positions and performing the steps, but as soon as we hand to hold each other, my heart beat would start racing and my stomach would start fluttering. Freaking butterflies!

Every time his hand brushed my waist, or even rested for more than 2 seconds, I would feel my breathing to be faster and it felt like I would collapse. If this was the condition in the first song, I don't know know what was going to happen to me in the next song. 

Soon, the second song started and I could already feel sweat forming on my palm. I tried to calm down myself by taking longer breaths but nothing seemed to work.

I gulped and looked at him and by the expression on his face, I could sense that he could tell I was nervous. He gave me a comforting smile, the same goofy one he gives whenever I am tensed or freaked out. That smile was reserved just for me. He smiled at everyone, but that 'I got your back' smile was reserved just for me. 

I felt an instant relief spreading across my chest and a wide smile plastered on my face and nodded at him indicating that I was fine. Soon, the second song started and we started dancing with it. Not that I didn't feel the butterflies in my tummy, they were still there. But my heart was at more ease. This is the power Kabir held over me. He could calm me down just with a single smile. 

We moved our body according to the beats, our eyes looking into each other everytime we were in each other's embrace. It was our rule, make it look real even if that fire isn't alive between us. It's dance and it needs to look real. But a little did he know, the fire had started igniting from my side. 

We ended our dance and stood at our final position and our attention was suddenly caught by the sound of claps. We turned our heads towards the direction of the sound and found the most unexpected people. Mihika agarwal and her minions. Her minions were clapping hard while the queen bee had a small yet genuine smile on her face. Well that small expression is more than enough to show that she was highly impressed. But then, my gaze shifted towards her eyes, she was looking at Kabir, I felt a pang in my heart but with something, hope maybe? I turned my head towards him only to find him looking at her too, and worse, he was blushing. I mean why won't he? He's had a crush on her since forever. 

I shouldn't be feeling this way, right? yeah I should be happy. All these feelings that I've been feeling are temporary and I'll get over them. I plastered a huge smile on my face as well. Well, I tried my best to make it look like it was real. I know all of this is messed up, but I will make it right. Whatever this crush or whatever it was I was having for Kabir since a few days, I know I'll get over it.

But why was my heart telling otherwise? Why did I feel like I was being ripped apart? I turned my head to look at both of them once again and they were still looking at each other. I don't know why, but pain could be felt within me, physically. I felt that something strong was coming our way that could mess our lives. I felt negativity arriving.

I closed my eyes and remembered god, 'Bhagwan ji, save me and my best friend from whatever is going to come our way'

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