Amaya's POV
My heartbeats matched with his.
Both of our hearts are beating at a fast rate." What did you said?"
His eyes were full of excitement and amusement. It was very obvious from his reaction that he is feeling the immense pleasure.
And here I am getting shy like damn, this is my first time telling a guy that I like him.
I'm sure that he is able to read my expressions as well because my face is turning red.
" No need to be shy. I was waiting for this moment for a long time now so just close your eyes and feel all the emotions you have for me."
He was smiling while staring deeply in my eyes.
I looked away feeling a whole zoo in my stomach.
" Achaa zada khush mt ho maine bas like ka bola hai love nhi."
( Don't get too much excited ok, I just said about liking not love.)" Ye ishq he hai jise aap liking ka naam de rhi hai."
( This is love only which you are trying to hide in the name of liking.)"Kya baat, bade confident ho."
I raised my eyebrows and sat properly on the bed.
He helped me in getting up though.
" Agar hm dono ke parents nhi maane to?"
( Wow so confident.
What if our parents don't agree on this?)" Pehli baat to unhe hm mna lenge.
Aulaad hai hm unki, naraz honge lekin zada dino tk nhi but agar nhi maane to..........."
( First thing is we will make them change their mind and allow us, as we are their kids so they will not be able to get angry for so many days but still if they didn't then..........)He gave a heavy sigh before speaking.
" To??"
( Then??)I asked him with a questionable look on my face and eyes full of curiosity.
I don't know what's going in his mind because we both know it's nearly impossible to convince our parents." To kuch nhi. Maan he jaayenge aakhir tumhare parents ko aisa handsome damaad jo milega."
( Nothing then, they will surely allow afterall they will be getting this much handsome son in law.)I slapped his arm.
"Aaaah chudail kahi ki maara kyu mujhe?"
( Aaaah this witch, why did you hit me?)" Mai yaha tension me pagal hogyi ki aur kya raasta ho skta hai aur tumhe mazaak sujh rha hai?"
( I got so much tension here that is there any other way too but this have to joke at this moment?)He was still rubbing his arm where I hit him.
Such a drama king he has become after meeting me.
" Aur tumne kya kaha mujhe? Chudail haa?? Kaha pe dekhi itni cute chudail tumne?"
( And what did you just called me? A witch haa?? Where did you saw this cute witch?)" Mere saamne to baithi hai."
( She is sitting right infront of me.)I rolled my eyes.
Just then my attention went to his phone which started ringing.He didn't picked it up and put his phone back in his pocket.
" Achaa to I was say-"
My words again left in the middle when his phone ringed.
He had an irritated look on his face.
" Kiska phone hai bhala?"
( Who is calling you?)" Kisi ka nhi, tum continue kro."
( No-one, you please continue.)He was about to slid his phone back when it started buzzing.
" Kiska phone hai mujhe dikhao."
( Who is calling you show me.)This time I snatched the phone from his hand and my eyes narrowed after seeing the caller id.
" Shivanya?...........literally ye ladki kitni dheet hai. Isko to mai batati hu."
( Shivanya?............ literally this girl is so much stubborn. Let me handle her.)
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