Don't wanna be his

Chapter 18. The date

Sahil

"Everything is set, you guys just have to go now" Aryan said, I took a sip from my coffee.

"To fir sab plan ke hisab se jana chahiye?" I asked, glancing at him, he nodded as he took a sip from his cup. Amaya and she came running down the stairs. We turned around looking at them running around, Amaya was chasing her, a mischievous grin on both their faces.

"TU RUKK!" Amaya yelled, making us smile, while she chuckled. She darted in front of the sofa while Amaya was behind trying to catch her. She stuck her tongue out playfully, Amaya glared at her while she chuckled more. Aryan and I placed our cups down, watching the playful chase.

Amaya quickly maneuvered in front of the sofa, but she ran towards the kitchen, her giggles echoing in the house. They circled the kitchen. Amaya was about to catch her but they crashed into us. I caught her, pulling her close to prevent her fall, while Aryan grabbed Amaya.

"Careful, Meri Jaan" I said, her breath mingling with mine as she giggled, trying to catch her breath.

"Jija ji, app isko kuch bolo" Amaya whined, making me smile.

"Kya kiya Meri Jaan ne?" I asked, leaning closer to her, our faces just a few inches apart.

"Mene? Mene kuch nahi kiya, main to bas baat kar rahi thi, sahil ji" she said innocently, with a pout forming on her lips. My grip on her waist tightened.

"Ye na mujhe tease kar rahi thi!!" Amaya complained.

"Kis baat ka, jaane? "Aryan asked. Amaya glared at her, while she chuckled softly.

"Bas..ek baat ka.." Amaya answered, looking back at Aryan, her cheeks turning a shade of pink.

I kissed her cheek, catching her off guard. Amaya smiled as I did that.

"Meri Jaan" I whispered, feeling her hands grip my shirt tightly.

"Will you go on a date with me?" I asked, my voice soft.

"App mere husband ho" she whispered, her words making my heart beat faster.

"Is that a yes?"I asked. She looked away before nodding softly, a shy smile gracing her lips. I let out a breath, my other hand wrapping around her waist as well, as she looked back at me.

"Chal chal, let's get you ready!" Amaya said excitedly before I could speak further. Aryan smiled at Amaya's excitement.

"Itni bhi kya jaldi hai jaane" Aryan said, nuzzling his face into her neck. Not wanting to let of her yet. Amaya chuckled, pushing him away softly, before quickly grabbing her arm and dragging her upstairs, their giggles and whispers trailing off. They walked into our room. The door closed behind them, leaving us staring at it.

"Chal tu bhi ready hoga" Aryan said, turning to me.

"Or tu bhi" I replied with a laugh.

"Mujhe kya ready hona hai, end mein to kapde utarne hi hai" he said, and we clapped hands, sharing a laugh.

"Chal chal" I said as we laughed.

Hours passed. We were sitting on the sofa. I was ready from hours but she, she's still getting ready. It's afternoon and they're in the room for hours. I wonder how much more time she will take. I don't mind her getting ready but I just want to see her. If she was getting ready while I was watching her, I wouldn't mind if she took a week to, but here I've knocked on the door and Amaya kept saying she's still not ready. I didn't even hear her voice.