" I don't. But everyone at home does so you see mera chalta nahi hai ghar pe. If you're done , goodnight"
I slam the door and get back to sleep.
Next morning
The next morning I wake up to my mom yelling.
"Oh my God subah subah kyun chaalu ho jaati ho?" I say with an irritated voice.
"Ek hi kaam tha tumhara, to keep my self respect intact. I guess that also you couldn't do"
"I feel so embarassed to even call you my daughter. All you had to do was come and get up in the morning. How difficult is that? Bas drama and naach gaana karne ko bol do, woh sab toh khushi khushi ho jayega" what the fuck man, I am so tired of this drama that ma does all the fucking time. It's so exhausting.
Tears start forming my eyes cause I get flashbacks about everything that she has said to me in the past. It happens to me all the time and I hate myself for it cause I always end up crying.
I don't realise when I have started crying but I am.
"Oh so now you're crying only for this much, what about the times when you have made me cry so much" Wow what the fuck. I'm also a human being. I don't think my mom realises that I am also a human and I wasn't born perfect. I feel like sometimes she just forgets that and expects me to be flawless. It's very exhausting and thats the only reason why I wanted to leave and study in Delhi. I needed freedom. Trust me she's one of the best moms but when things come to emotional dealin she's not the best.
I look everywhere else and my eyes land on the open door, where Kabir was standing with a towl around his waist. He looks so fucking delicious oh my-
Shut the fuck up Amara. He saw me cry. OH.MY.FUCKING.HELL.
I just get up and go inside the washroom and start crying. I change my pad while hoping that my mom has left the room.
I come out and see that she's gone thank god.
I decide to take bath and get ready and go down. I wear my comfy white skirt and pair it up with a blue desi boho top and wear junk jewellery. I apply some slight make up and go down.
I sit at the breakfast table with everyone and wait for the food to be served.
I love how lucky I am cause guess who's sitting right opposite to me?Kabir.
"Amaara" Kabir's mom calls my name
"Ji aunty"
"Aaj tum mandir kyun nahi aayi?" I look at my mom who lightly slams the food on my plate and only I realise what she's doing cause I have been a victim lmao.
"Arrey if she get's time to sleep early without talking to her friends all night , then only she'll come to temple na. Temple thodi na priority hai" Badi naani says this. Great. Now maa is even more pissed. I know if I speak I'm gonna cry but I literally have no option
"I-" Kabir interrupts me and I look at him
"You were down with fever right?" huhh when did I have fever? Oh- Oh he gives me a look that says go along with me.
So I just nod.
"Arreyy Amara beta are you fine now? Is your fever still there, I think you should go back and rest" jiju's mom is a sucha cutie i just can't .
"Arrey no no aunty don't worry , main bilkul theek hoon abhi" I say with a smile.
"Are you sure? And don't worry about it , it's okay if you couldn't come. Even Kabir was not able to come cause of work. So don't worry about it" I just smile and nod.
I look at Kabir but he was busy eating so I kicked his leg with my foot and mouthed thank you. He just nodded. Wow kya manners hai bhai.
"Aunty maa aur baba bas ek ghante mein land kar jayenge so I'll go and pick them up" Kabir says to jiju's mom. Apparently they are very close , they're practically like family so yeah. Their family's has been with each other through thick and thin so I find it really adorable.
"Amara sun tu bhi Kabir ke saath chali ja. You anyways had to buy some stuff right? You can get it on the way , Kabir you wouldn't mind right?" Badi maasi asks Kabir.
"Arrey no aunty no problem , she can come along" He smiles at her and omg the personality switch he has from being with them and then the way he's with me. Tauba tauba.
"Waise badi maasi where is Navya di??"
"She and tumhare pyaare jiju have gone out to my some gifts for you all so they'll come back late and yeah Kabir don't let Amaara shop for long , she forgets time ka thikana when she get's shopping"
He chuckles and nods.
SHUT THE FUCK UP. THATS THE MOST HOTTEST CHUCKLE EVER. OMG I CANNOT . FUCK
This time he kicks my leg and raises his eyebrow and then smirks.
I am so flustered , I get up " Main jaake apna bag leke aati hoon"
"I'll be waiting outside with the car" that asshole is still smirking at me.
I quickly run upstairs and take my tote bag. I put in my lipgloss, wallet and a mini list that I made of some things that I NEED FOR TODAY.
I run downn " Byeee everyoneeeeee "
"I hope I didn't make you wait for long" I say cause well yea I'm not bitchy all the time. Plus after what he did today , I am pretty sure he isn't a bad guy.
"Nope you didnt"
"And Kabir thank you for today, it means a lot , you didn't have to do that " I look into his eyes with sincerity.
" I know I didn't have to but I'm not an ass that you take me for being. Plus I'd do that for anyone so don't go thinking you're special"
Right. Nevermind he still is a dick.
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