"I know it's little early and you don't even know me well but I want to try. But I want to know you better and for that, we've to spend time more together than just these little cafe meetings. So, would you like to come with me for dinner ? You can even bring Roo I'd you want. I would actually like to know you both better. So what do you say ? Would you come with me on dinner ? It would even be ok if you don't want to. I would totally understand as we are complete strangers basically and have just- "
His voice gets cut down but my voice which I hear says "No. I'm really sorry and it's not you. The reason's not you. You're nothing but kind and such a sweetheart but I apologise, I've to say no." My voice was mechanical. I didn't even think before I spoke that. Scratch it, I was surprised I spoke that. I hadn't even thought.
I don't want him to develop more feelings for me. It's already there, I don't want to encourage him.
Though reason is something else only. Someone else. Someone, I've not yet able to forget and let go of.
He looks at me for a minute, looking for something. Don't know wether he finds it or not, he nods his head twice, for, as if having internal talk and agreeing and then with his easy smile, he says, I'm sure with heavy heart, "It's ok darling. I did know the chances were pretty slim for a epitome of beauty like you against me. It's ok. But I hope we can be friends. I don't want things awkward between us. I really don't want to stop drinking coffee from here. It's really delicious. So, friends ?"
I smile appologetically at him amd reply, "Sure. I would also not like to loose my regular customer. It's bad for business you know. Roo would agree to that even. Right roo ?"
I and him both chuckle.
I realise Roo is silent all this while. I look at her and she's in her own world. I nudge her and she comes back to us.
She raises her brows and asks, "Ah yess. Where were we ?"
I narrow my eyes at her and ask seriously, "What was the last thing you heard before you left us for your own world roohi ?"
Her eyes look at me and then goes to Rohan and again at me and atlast lands at her hands which are crossed.
"The last thing I heard was you saying no and then you both making up. Being friends. I sure have no problem but I think I would love to talk to you Divu. Please excuse us Rohan. Do wait if you can for us to come back." She doesn't even look at him while saying to him and pulls me inside. I give a apologetic smile to him.
She's like she's on a mission. Something related to me. I'm sure.
I got dragged inside our cabin and she, my lord, was burning holes in me. I swear if she had that superpower, I would had thousands of holes in me. All thanks to her.
I keep my questioning gaze on her, my face for sure showing confusion even. She just glares at me, arms crossed. Her face was little tilted as if she was contemplating or deciding something.
She finally brokes the silence to stab a thorn deeper in my heart, "You're not agreeing to date him because of Dev right ?"
I don't even have to answer it. She knows it.
So she continues, "Why don't you try to move on Divu? He's gone for good. He's not gonna come back. You have to move on. You can't be alone your whole life alone. I sure will be with you every step you take but it will not be the same. Do you want to be alone when you age up on you ? You don't want to live your love fantasies you have ? Paragliding with your partner while I'll will be with mine and we'll be on some island. Divu, you have to move on. He's gone but you have your life ahead. Please, don't hold yourself back. Live your life to fullest. Even he would want the same for you. Give Rohan a chance Divu. He's a nice boy. Just a chance."
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