Dil Mileya

Chapter 14

Kabir's POV

Age: Nineteen

Rainbows aren't symbols of joy. Far from it. A vibrant refraction of lights trying to distract anyone who would fall prey from the destruction that precedes it, and the destruction that'll succeed.

Rainbows are mere illusions to distract people from the chaos that reigns beneath the surface. Which is why, it's important to dig deeper into the surface and look for the ugly. Because there is no beauty without some ugly.

"Where are we going, Kabir?" A small smile takes over my lips as I guide Ashvi through the living room. "Are your eyes closed?" I whisper against the shell of her ear.

"Ye-yeah," She responds in a shaky voice, but I know she's not lying as I remove my hands from over her eyes. I walk around her so that I'm standing in front of her.

"Open your eyes," I don't know why I'm still whispering, but just the knowledge of talking in a higher octave, and shattering the moment, sounds like blasphemy.

Her lids flutter open, slowly taking in her surroundings, before her widened gaze meets mine. "Kabir..." I slide down to one knee, my eyes never leaving hers. "Kabir. Stop it," My grin widens as I pull out the box from my pocket.

Her eyes glaze over, and I just know that she's minutes away from crying. "Jaan, I've spent the last two years as yours. You own my body, mind and soul. You're the best type of drug that refuses to leave my system, and keeps me coming back for the next hit,"

"I love you, Aarushi. I've known for a while now, but I wanted to do this right. So, if you'd let me, I'd love to spend the rest of my life loving you, and cherishing you,"

"I – I can't, Kabir," My breath stalls, my chest becoming heavy, but I don't dare interrupt her. "I'm ..... we're too young to get married right now! What about our parents? And studies? I just –"

I cut her off mid-rant, even though I know better. "Baby. This is a promise ring," I pull it out of the box, sliding it onto her index finger for her to have a better view. "We have a long life ahead of us, love,"

"And even though I'd love nothing more than for you to be Mrs. Kabir Jain, we've still got adventures to see as just Kabir and Aarushi. I'd settle for a promise – for now – that's you love to be mine one day, as much as I want to be yours,"

She eyes the ring on her finger like an alien object that'll eat her alive, before glancing at me. Then back at the ring. "I love you," Her voice is barely a whisper, but I hear her loud and clear in the silence of the vacation house.

"Is that a yes, jaan?" She simply nods, before she locks her arms around my neck, pressing her lips to mine. I wrap an arms around her waist, pulling her to me as I devour her. But just like rainbows, nothing good lasts forever.

Present

I eye the velvet box lying on my desk as if willing it to vanish any moment now. To say I'm done playing around would be the understatement of the millennium.

Note: The number of views and votes isn't tallying people!! Let's get some balance between the two, please??