Arjun's Pov
I stood in front of the mirror, just taking one last look before going on stage. Today was a special evening as she was coming. We have been seeing each other for a week now, but we never get time to meet and by that I mean we have not kissed till now. All we did was chat with each other. She ranted about how her day went by. I sing a song for her to get her to sleep. A journalist leads a very stressful life or maybe Sakshi takes everything seriously. Her boss, her father, Bandopadhyay, she never wanted to let him down.
But today, she finally made time. It was my concert and I asked Sakshi if she could be present. She denied it at first but when I said I had a surprise for her. She became curious, she is as curious as a cat, my little kitten, furball? Hmm... I have still not decided on a nickname for her.
I wore white joggers and a sleeve-cut white jacket paired with white sneakers. Yes, going all white for my snow white. Nuh... It's still not a good nickname. I opened my contacts and called Baby, yes I changed her contact name, Sakshi with a golden heart, she is my Baby with a red heart now.
"Hello", she picked up the call, it was a lot noisy on her side, which meant she reached, "Arjun, It's too crowded here, I can't hear you, get on that stage, your fans are going crazy."
Damn! Concerts are often crowded, although I ensured she got the VVIP slot. But still, I called one of the bodyguards and asked him to guard her. I don't want any funny business. Keshav came in the room and informed me it's time. I took a deep breath and boarded the stage, a huge roar from my fans. Oh! I am nothing without them.
Then I saw her, what? Was she wearing black? Why was she wearing black? She said she hated black. But Damn! She looked hot. Oh! Now I so wanted to feel her without that dress. Shut the fuck up Arjun, this is a concert and you can't get aroused on the stage. Damn! This tingling feeling I never felt before. First, I and the band did the routine, all the songs in the order, but when it was time for my solo session. I took the mic.
"Hey Mumbai, so this is an unreleased song, dedicated to someone Very Special." My eyes were on Sakshi, she was enjoying it. None of the fans noticed, behind Sakshi the ground was crowded with fangirls, and everyone thought that I was talking to them.
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Please plug in your earphones, and listen to "Tu Jaana na Piya" by King.Let the song play and read this:
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The beats started vibing, I brought my lips closer to the mic fixed on the stand. My eyes were glued to Sakshi, I wanted her to know that I had written it for her. With the drop, I took the mic out of the stand and moved closer to her. Pointing to her, she changed my life for good, she helped me to get rid of my addiction. My life was lonely without her, but now it's filled with love. And I just have one last request from her, Please don't leave me. I have already been through a lot and now I don't have enough power to let go of her. So, I want her to stay, stay forever with me.Her eyes were in tears, I didn't want her to cry. But if my true feelings made her feel emotional, I couldn't help it. I so wanted to get down from the stage and hug her but I don't want media to make a big blunder out of it. And Sakshi has not yet told her about us to her father, I won't reveal it in the media until and unless she doesn't want to. Her comfort is my priority...
When the music faded away, the crowd roared in excitement. They loved the song, but my main concern was, did she like it? She blew a flying kiss to me. I grabbed it and hid it in my heart. Her kisses are only mine. I couldn't wait to be with her. But I can't cut the concert short.
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The next Chapter is going to be extra romantic. So beware it's 18+ thingy...
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