Shameless, Only For Him

Three

Dhana Lakshmi

"Get out, Dhana, do not irritate me further! You've already ruined my Sunday sleep," I pay no heed to him as I fall back on his mattress and scroll through my mobile.

"Pch, Dhana!" Upon hearing his stern voice, I tilt my head to stare at him. He's quite scary when he becomes indignant. "I won't disturb you. I'll just stay in this bed quietly like a good girl," I say in a naive manner that has him heave out a defeated sigh.

"You are so damn annoying," he booms and backs off from the room. Biting my lower lip, I shuffle off the bed and trail behind him.

"What do you want now Dhana?" He irately asks as he saunters to the kitchen.

"Nothing specific Puvi, it's just that these days I'm receiving too much attention from boys," he doesn't respond. Instead, he grabs a glass and collects water from the filter.

"...and, what do you expect me to do, Dhana?" He retorts cooly while he leans back on the kitchen counter and sips on the water.

He would have gotten jealous or possessive If he's into me, right? I felt embarrassed. It's a complete truth that I've been receiving many proposals recently...and spilling that information to Puvi was my pitiful attempt to check whether he at least has a slight amount of romantic intention on me.

But here I go again. Another indirect rejection...

"I can't do anything regarding those proposals, Dhana. But If someone were to cross any lines, then tell me, I'll handle it," at his sweet response, my heart, like an enriched garden, blooms with flowers.

Butterflies have arrived in my stomach as well!

Does he know how impactful his simple care is?

"...hm, no one crossed the boundary yet. Most were decent and accepted my denial like a gentleman but few were adamant and kept messaging me to date them," as I finish my words, he blurts out, "Be cautious, okay?" I was flying in the sky. He's concerned about me, he cares If any guy messed with me!

As he then downs the water from the glass, I try my best to not stare at his Adam's apple that bobs so attractively when the water passes through his throat...

"Alright, it's becoming creepy now," I blink when he says that to my face.

"Dhana..." He places the glass on the counter while dragging my name. "Won't you ever get tired of checking me out?" I shake my head at him, unabashedly.

"Right...but you should stop doing it, Dhana. I can't entertain it anymore. So far, I've brushed it aside considering your immaturity and teen hormones. But now, you're nineteen and you ought to behave according to your age," I roll my eyes at his comment.

"Dhana, I'm being serious. I do not like that behavior of yours," he points his index finger at me, strictly.

He's so hot, he's turning me on.

"...I can't help myself, Puvi," I step towards him and perk up at him while he peers down at me, intensely.

"I love you, Puvi. I really do," he sighs at my confession, as though it doesn't mean anything to him. This is the first time I've openly said those words to him and this is how he reacts...so nonchalantly.

"Dhana, I don't love you. I possess no feelings for you and you know it, don't you? How many times have I hinted at it?" I stand numbly in front of him. What was I anticipating?

To have him say 'I love you' back to me? Unfortunately, this wasn't my delusional world. But reality, which is,  always harsh.

"Why don't you love me back, Puvi? Do you not find me beautiful? Do you not like my personality?" Heeding my shaky voice, he cups my cheeks lovingly. There were no romantic emotions or lust within his eyes. It was a platonic affection...

"Look Dhana, you're very beautiful and you have a good persona- I interrupt with my cries that bubble out of me without my permission.

"Then why don't you love me?" I query amidst my sobs.

"Cause I'm in love with someone else, Dhana," his words felt like someone pierced my heart with a sharp sword. The overwhelming sensation, the sorrow of listening to such a statement from him had me burst into loud cries.

He's in love with someone!? How could that happen!? There's no way! He's deceiving me to get me to unlove him and move on from him...

"You're lying!" I swat his hands off my face and buck up at him with determined yet teary eyes. "I'm not!" I drown within myself at his answer.

"You're lying...I don't believe you...I won't believe you...and even If there's someone you're in love with, then unlove her! You're mine! I'll not let anyone have you," I utter while tears after tears rush out of my eyes.

Puvi doesn't seem to take what I said to his heart. He just seemed troubled over my condition...

"Dhana," he tries to reach out to me but I step back. I need some time to clear my clouded mind.

"I'll come back later," I express coldly as I wipe my tears and turn around to exit his apartment.

I don't trust Puvi's words. He's striving to trick me so that I would detach myself from him.

It wouldn't happen, ever.

Even If he really does love someone else, I will not let him go!

I do not sacrifice. I'll rather do everything in me to have him, all to myself!

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