I just couldnt stop myself from posting this...readers you finally got Armaan..
The note left me angered..it was an obvious feeling..I was hell tired..yet I dressed up just for him and here he is telling me he gotta meeting..Is this some sick joke? It better not be..I was never the one who got that easily angered..but today I was angry like hell..well you can blame my hormones..I am chumming..
I will go..
Even if he won't be there..afterall that's what he wanted right? I will go and live life for once for me only. .its just me for tonight ...
I was never a rebellious teenager but today I felt the sudden need to let myself lose ...
So hey party here I come..
I revolted on my heels..went back to my room ...picked up my purse and headed for the party..
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They were serving some booze I had one..come on today I m no ones property..I will do everything I have never done...I danced till my legs ached..there were boys who stood like hawk oogling me but I danced with neither...although I am in rebellion I got limits..
There was a lighthouse on one side of the beach..I stood under it and watched the water touch the shore making it so calm..it was just then I realized something falling over me..I looked up and saw rose petals coming from the terrace of the lighthouse..I gottta be dreaming...I rubbed my eyes furiously and looked up ..they were rose..it was real...wowww... I was really enjoying it but I wanted tto fine who was doing it..I curiously entered the lighthouse ..it was confusingly open...
Dark...dark...that was all I saw..
I took out my phone and switched on the torchlight..
The stairs that led to the terrace were covered with rose petals..
I went above following the petals..I opened the terrace door and IT creacked.. Lwmme tell you I m not someone big brave but I guess the alcohol was kicking in my system providing me such boldness...
I stood out in the cold...shivering looking for the source of my curiosity..
It was when I found a jacket wrap on my shoulder..I jumped...and let out a gasp..
I turned around with lightining speed..
These warm grey eyes..they belong to ...
Armaan....
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