Haasil- Never Give Up On Love

PART- 86 (Miss Her)

SIDHARTH POV

"What do you want? Coffee? Cake? Or your favorite, mint chocolate ice cream? Huh?" He asks, giving a flirty smile at me. I can see it from the corner of my eyes.
He is sitting opposite me. But I won't let myself look up, straight, at his handsome face. Especially in his beautiful emerald green eyes, which is dying to look back into mine.
I know that. I know him.
I know why is he here? He is here to see, if he still affects me the way he used to do? To see if he still can see love in my eyes? But, the questions are-
Do I still love him?
Yes
Does he affect me?
A big fucking yes.
Unfortunately, I still love him. He does affect me. A fucking lot. That's why I'm hiding my face with a book, pretending I'm reading it.
He continued, "Tell me, what would you like to have?"
I rolled my eyes in irritation. He is annoying. So fucking annoying.
"Don't do that, baby."
"Please just go the fuck away." I mumbled softly, pissed.
"Your filthy words are, turn me the fuck on."
"Jesus!"
"By the way, you're holding the book upside down, Doe."
Fucking shit!
I can imagine, he has a mischievous smile thug on his face ride now. I slam my book down in irritation.
Yeah! He is indeed smiling like that.
Asshole
"Why don't you just fuck off? I would like that more. Mister."
Please leave
He smiles big. I don't know what's going on in his filthy mind. Why can't he just fuck off? And leave me alone for God's sake? I don't want to see his handsome face and melt down. Just like that. I want to stay away from him. I want to stay angry with him-I am angry with him.
He leans forward, resting his forearm over the table, where we are sitting. Now our faces are inches apart.
I want to move back, but I can't. My body is still. My legs are rooted. I can't move, but he can move back.
"Steve," stay the fuck away.
Did I say that loud?
I guess I didn't. As he leans a little closer to me. Now we are face to face. Just a mere inch apart. I can see his intense eyes, closely, staring right into mine. I want to look away, but I fucking can't. I love his emerald green eyes. I can feel his hot breath fanning against my face. Again my lips. He licked his bottom lip, and his eyes moves from my eyes to my mouth.
God! He wants to kiss me? This thought comes in my mind, and chill runs down to my spine, and ends right in between my legs.
God! Control yourself girl.
"Steve?"
"I know what you are thinking right now. I swear to God baby, I desperately want to kiss you. I desperately need you," He leans closer to my right side ear and whispers. "I desperately want to bury my cock, deep inside your tight little cunt, and make you scream my name, loudly, in front of every fucking one in this cafe, on this damn table. Don't you want that, my little Doe?"
Jesus fucking Christ
I am so fucking wet, now. I know my cheeks and neck are red by now. Out of shame. That his filthy mouth makes me wet for him. Just like that.
So fucking easily
I quickly scan the room to check if anyone is looking at us or not. Thankfully, no one is paying attention to us. Which is good.
I move back and I roll my eyes, "Shut up."
He smirks, "I am sure, if I put my hand inside your panties right now, and feel your pussy, it will be wet. For fucking me. Because that pussy is mine. So are you."
"It's nothing like that." I don't want to get affected. I'm so done with him. Why does he have to bring sex in here? How does he manage to do that? Always?
He gives a cocky smile, "Can I? Check?"
"Shut up! Asshole."
"What if I say, I won't, Doe?"
I got up from my seat to leave. I don't wanna stay here anymore. If I stay, I'll end up melting, then at the end of the night I will be seen laying under him, him fucking me in his bed. Which I don't want to. Never. Ever.
He has been hurting me a lot. His nonstop lies. His betrayal. I can't let him do that anymore. It has to stop, today and now, for forever.
"Doe?" I hear him calling me. "Where the hell are you going?" I know he is following me."Doe? Stop. Please."
I didn't look back. I keep walking towards the entrance door. I just want to leave from here. I want to go away from him. He can only hurt me, and nothing else.
"Doe?" He grabs my hand, and pulls me to face him. "Let's talk it out. I miss you. I love you. Please.
Don't lose your shit. Don't fall into his sweet talk. Don't fall into his lies. You will only get hurt, again. I reminded myself quickly.
"Please, let me explain?"
"I don't wanna talk to you anymore. And, yes," I turned away not to face him. I can see him miserable without me. I can't lose myself again. "Don't follow me after today. I'm done with you. With us."
"Doe, I love you. I seriously do love you. I realized my mistakes. Please give me a second chance. Please Doe?" He begs. I look back at him. I can see tears in his eyes now.
Don't lose yourself. Don't let yourself get affected anymore. What if his tears are fake? Just like his promises and love? Those moments we spend?
"Take care, Steve." After that, I left the cafe in a hurry. I can't see him like that. It's hurting me a lot. But he had hurt me more. Moreover, I have to be strong, for me, and for our baby. For-My baby
He have no right over my baby. I put a hand on my belly, "We are enough. Right baby?"