𝑾𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒔 (✓)

Chapter 6

After 5 month

Kavya's POV:

Many things have changed in these five months. Today, I decided to tell Abhimaan about my feelings for him. During this time, Sid and Abhimaan have made my days so much better. We joke, eat, and study together. I told my mom about both of them, explaining that they are my friends. Abhimaan takes care of me so much; sometimes he treats me like a kid, and other times he completely flirts with me. Sid is my laughing therapy.

Abhimaan started calling me Kuku because one day he heard my mom calling me Kuku on the call. He is the first outsider who call me by my nickname.
Day by day I didn't realise that I feel exactly the same as he is feeling for me.
Today I will tell him.
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At college:

I saw Abhimaan and Sid playing basketball.
I sat there cheering them loudly. Many girls are jealous of me.

After sometime they both came towards me. We talked and Sid went to complete his pending projects.

Now Me and Abhimaan are alone in the cafeteria.

I started,"Abhimaan, I want to tell you something."

He replied,"You can say Kuku. You don't need my permission to talk with me."

I nodded and started saying,"I want to say that, you know- i-i feel the same like you feel about me. I-I like you. Thank you for treating me like this. You are the first boy in my life whom I love and I am sure you will be my last too."

I realised I confessed to him indirectly that I don't just like him, I love him.
I saw his face. He was staring at me continuously without any movements.
I felt disappointed.

I was about to get up but then he said something which is very shocking for me.
"I am Abhimaan Singh Sisodiya. I am the next CEO of F&B Group. This college is ours. And the thing is you never asked me who I am and You started loving me.
Or what can I ask in a girl for me. I don't like you at all because I am hopelessly in love with you."

My eyes became teary after listening to him.

He came near me and tilted his head to reach my height and said,"Don't overthink soo much. Loving you is my best decision and finally I can imagine my future with you. I waited for this moment for 5 months."

I replied,"You know it's too much to process. We are not equal. You come from a big family whereas I have nothing rather than myself. I also love you without any doubt but our togetherness in future is bit impossible. Your parents must like you to settle with a girl with a nice life."

He cut me off between and said,"I already told about you to my parents. My parents are so lovely. "
I felt loss of words.

He patted my head and said,"It's time to go home."
He left from there saying,"Bye".
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After 2 years :

"Abhimaan, your name is so long. What if I call you just MAAN. Will u like it."

"No, I will love it." I chuckled.
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Now we are in the third year, and next year Maan will leave India to go to the UK to pursue an MBA. We have become close, but not physically; we haven't even hugged each other yet. I don't like physical contact much, and I am glad that he always respects my boundaries. He taught me that love can be shown in many forms, not just through physical intimacy. I don't like materialistic things, so I never accept anything from Maan and Sid, even though they want to shower me with gifts.
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Graduation Ceremony:
Today is our last day at University and we don't know when we will all meet again.
Sid came towards me with bouquet in his hand and gave me. In the bouquet it was written,'WORLD'S BEST SISTER'.

And there I saw Maan coming towards me. He came and patted my head ruining my hairstyle. I glared at him and he chuckled in answer.
We did photoshoots and all.
It was a nice day overall. Now it's evening time and everyone is leaving for their home.
Sid already left and I am in the University's Garden with Maan.

He stood infront of me and said,"I want to hug you."
It shocked me at first and then I nodded my head slightly.
He came near me and instead of hugging me, he placed a kiss on my forehead and said,"Shorty, I am always here for you, let's catch up before I go to the UK."

I nodded my head and said,"I am not shorty."

He smiled and said,"You are, see, you just reach near my chest and ya eat well. You look so thin. It's not good for your health.
I love you, Bye".

I nodded and I saw him going away from me. I felt like crying.
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I am on my way to home and thinking about my life. I am finally 20 years old.

In this 3 years, I didn't tell anything about my family even they both asked me. I don't want to burden them by my problems. Many times Abhimaan saw scars on my hands and face but I always came with excuse hereby declaring myself as a clumsy girl.

I sadly chuckled on my life.

Next chapter:
Many changes;