Confession

Chapter 60

★ Songs in this chapter :
● 'Mujhko barsaat bana lo' by Armaan Malik
● 'Bairiyaa' by Atif Aslam and Shreya Ghoshal
● 'Dhadak' by Ajay Gogavale and Shreya Ghoshal

~♥︎♥︎♥︎~

Love Confession
VINISHA

"You fucking gave me a hickey!"

He smirks in response and puts both his hands behind his head. "That looks hot. Don't you agree?"

I gasp loudly and climb on his lap. "Why did you do that?" I complain and hit his chest.

"Aree...Vini..." He laughs at my little attack on him.

"Mmmmm...." I cry and pout at him. "You are so bad." I hit him again. "How will I cover it up? What if my parents see this? What will I do tonight? My birthday dress is strapless. Everyone will notice this hickey. What will I do then?" I shake his shoulders. "Answer me, Aryan."

"Use foundation." He shrugs while staring me with much innocence.

I stare him back or should I say glare him.

"This was your fucking big surprise!"

"Hhoooo!" He palms his mouth as mischief falls over his eyes. "You have really started cursing, baby. But I like that. Your bold avatar." He smiles teasingly and wraps his arms around my waist.

I sigh and continue pouting. "You are a bad boy."

"Ohh! That I am." He smirks.

I sigh again and remove his hands from my body. Climbing off his lap, I stand in front of the mirror and look at myself again.

Removing my hair to one side, I inspect the mark given by him. It was just above my left collarbone, where I also have a small black mole.

His hickey was dark red in colour and pretty big too. I don't know how I will cover it up. I am not a pro in make up.

"Were you that hungry last night?" I grit and face him.

His devilish smirk was still on his face. "You know I am always hungry for cookies. I crave them a lot."

I sigh angrily and shake my head.

"You did this to me." I point at the hickey. "Now you see what I'll do with you." I turn my finger at him and glare.

"Ohhh! Threating! Threating!" He mocks with a teasing smile. "What will you do again, Miss topper sahiba?"

I smug and climb on his lap again. "I'll steal all your hoodies and shirts."

"You have already stolen half of them." He raises his brows with amusement. "You don't even spare my caps."

Well, that's true. Since the starting of our relationship, I've been taking.... I mean stealing his stuffs. Whenever I go to his house, I bring one or two of his hoodie with me.

Just say, I like his clothes more than mine. His hoodies, shirts, t-shirts even caps. I take them all. I really love wearing them. They also smell like Aryan.

"So what!" I raise my voice and glare at him. "I'm gonna steal the remaining ones also. So that you don't have anything to wear."

His eyes squeeze tight as he laughs aloud with that dimple on.

"You look so cute when your angry mode is on." He chuckles and pinches my cheeks.

I pout and shake off his hands.