Stalker?
VINISHASo far everything is going good.
It's already been one month. I have get used to living in the new city. Got to know a lot about the people, their culture, their language and food.
My studies are going good so far. I have learnt a lot of things and have made many friends from my class.
In the evening, I and Ananya explore nearby places and street foods.
In the weekends we visit the famous places of Bangalore along with our friends. I am really enjoying and am very happy to be here.
But there's only one thing that I miss the most.
My home.
The peace and coziness that I used to get in my home, I can never get it anywhere else.
I miss Mumma-Papa.
They call me everyday and ask about my college and studies and whether I am comfortable in my hostel or not.
Apart from all these things, the person I miss the most is Aryan.
Long-distance relationship. So far it's going good. We call each other everyday. Text each other everyday. At night we talk a lot on video call.
He tells me all about his day and I tell him all about my day.
Everytime he asks me for a photo. Whether I am in my class, in the cafeteria, in my hostel room. He wants my after wake up photo. He wants my before sleeping photo. He wants my eating, studying and after bath photos.
Never in my life I have taken so many selfies of myself. My phone gallery is now filled up with my selfies and random photos that I send Aryan everyday.
But then also he is never satisfied. He takes my screenshot whenever we are on video call.
Sometimes he says nothing and just stares me on screen. He doesn't even cut the call after I sleep while talking to him.
And in the morning when I wake up I see my phone still connected to his call and the first thing that I see is his sleeping figure.
That sight makes me smile everytime and I always take a screenshot of his sleeping face.
It's not like our distance is killing me.
Aryan lives in my heart. So I feel his presence everywhere and everytime.
I just crave for his physical touch and kisses that I haven't got since one month.
"I miss your kisses." I whisper.
Aryan chuckles softly and continues staring me with warm gaze.
It's almost midnight and I am all cuddled up and fully covered under my duvet while I talk to Aryan on video call.
"Baby, I can't see your face." He pouts.
"I am hiding under the duvet with my earphones on." I whisper. "I don't want Ananya to wake up because of me."
"But I wanna see you, Cookie." He whispers like me, mimicking me.
"Aryan!" I sternly whisper and pout.
He chuckles and puts his arm under his head.
"Remove your comforter." He says and smiles at me.
I slowly remove my comforter and peek in the direction of Ananya. She was sleeping peacefully.
I remove the comforter off my upper body then look back at Aryan. I switch on my phone flashlight to lighten up the room so that Aryan could see me.
"Happy now?" I whisper.
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