You're My Life ( Eres mi vida )

Chapter 47

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AISHANI

"What are you doing? Let me go" I say as I felt ticklish in his hold.

"Never" he replied tickling me more.

"Aahh... no ... stop... please... hahahaha... no... s-ahhhaha" I struggle to breathe as he stops tickling me. Once I stable muy breathing I was about to tickle him back but he has other plans and he directly captures my mouth making me breathless once again. I smile looking at him once we stop kissing. The grey, slate eyes which I can die for. They stare at me carrying so much love in them.

"I love you. I love you so much George Alan Williamson" I say as I lean in again and capture his lips before he even reply me. I didn't need to hear his reply. I can see it in his eyes.

"I love you too Mrs. George Alan Williamson" he replies like everytime and I chuckle as he takes me into his arms. It's his one of the habit that still gives me butterflies. The way he calls me Mrs, with his name attached... Uff.! How did I got so lucky with him?

"Hey let's go hiking tomorrow. After spending the morning in the orphanage, we can go to hike" I say kissing his knuckles.

"sure" he says and we both cuddle for sometime on our bed watching our favourite show.

I smiled as a memory flashes in my mind.

"Isha...what do you want to have tomorrow for brekkie?" I hear his voice as he asks me from the small kitchen that we have.

"Don't be so loud Alan. We aren't even far away" I say as I approach him.

"But I wanted to make you feel home. Imagine we get married and won't we call each other like this?" I hear him as he tries to justify in his British accent.

"You and your thoughts never fail to amuse me Alan. But you're right though" I say.

He was always like that, thinking more about our future.

"Why are you crying?" He asks holding my face in between his palms as concern filled his eyes. I couldn't reply anything but cry.

"Hash why is your mom crying? You didn't ate food again?" He asks glaring at hash and I watch as hash let's out a growl.

"He said he ate. Then why are you crying Isha?" I hear him ask me again.

"I don't know, Alan. I just feel like crying" i reply and pull him to me and i cry more in his arms. I hear him mumbling something.

"Isha... Your periods aren't even near. Tell me is something bothering you? Are you crying because of that? Or are you craving something?" He asks and as if hash understood he barks.

"So you're craving something?" He asks detaching me from himself.

"I was craving something before. But not now" i say as I pull him to me again and bury myself in his arms.

"Tell me. I'll try to bring it for you" he replies and again pushes me!

"What the heck is wrong with you Alan? Why are you pushing me away from your arms? Do you not love me anymore? Huh?" I ask as more years rolled down my cheeks.