Later that night, Nisha couldn't hold back any longer and called Krish. Her voice trembled as she asked, “Can we meet now?”
There was a brief pause on the other end before he responded with a soft hum of agreement.
When Nisha saw Krish standing at the gate, her heart clenched with guilt. Tears welled up in her eyes as the weight of her earlier outburst crashed down on her. She realized she had gone too far in her anger, uttering words she never meant.
He was only concerned for her well-being, and she had hurt him in return.
Without a second thought, she ran towards him, wrapping her arms tightly around him.
'I am sor-ry Krish' she murmurs as tears soaking his tshirt.
On the other hand, Krish stood there, completely frozen in place. It was the first time Nisha had hugged him like this, and the unexpected intimacy left him breathless.
His heart pounded loudly in his chest, each beat echoing the overwhelming rush of emotions flooding through him.
At this point, he realizes that he has fallen for her. He couldn't ignore that he has madly fallen in love with her.
'Are you still angry with your Nanduu??' she cutely ask him breaking his thoughts.
He smiles as gently took her in his arms caressing her head..
'I know you have become adult yaar..' Nisha cuts his words..
'No Krish, it just came out of my mouth that time...its not like that ...' she says shaking her head.
'Let me finish it first ' krish told her to which she got silent.
'You have all the right to take your decision that who can be your friend or not. I shouldn't have reacted like that' he says..
'You are still angry na?? That's why you are saying like this right??' she says in sad voice..
'Na re baba,I'm not at all angry. If I was angry ,then I wouldn't have been standing here talking to you' he chuckles slapping her forehead
Listening to it ,she grins widely.
From that day onward, Krish stopped bringing up Vishal directly, but Nisha's growing closeness with him gnawed at him. Their frequent conversations during breaks and constant chatting on Instagram were taking a toll on him.
Lately, she barely spoke to Krish. Whenever she had a free moment, her attention shifted to Vishal, and Krish missed it all—the playful teasing, sharing tiffin, and the small moments that had once been theirs.
Today, they were both in college when Nisha came running toward Krish, excitement bubbling from her.
"Krish! You won’t believe what happened today!" she shouted, breathless with joy.
Krish's heart skipped a beat at the sight of her beaming face. His pulse quickened, as it always did when she called his name. He couldn't name what it is the feeling called.
"You look so happy! What’s got you this excited?" he laughed, watching her bounce on her feet as she grabbed his hand.
"Vishal proposed to me today!" she shouted, her grin lighting up her face.
Krish's smile vanished in an instant, his laughter fading. His heart sank, and for a moment, he was lost for words. He had no idea how to respond to the news that shattered something inside him.
"What?" he whispered, his voice barely audible, his heart pounding in his chest.
"Yes, Krish! Surprised, right? But it's true! He said 'I love you' and gave me this red rose!" she beamed, holding up the flower with a look of pure joy.
Krish's eyes locked on the rose, its vibrant red mocking the ache building inside him. His gaze shifted back to her, searching her eyes, but all he saw was excitement—a happiness that had nothing to do with him. His throat tightened.
"And you know what?" she continued, her words spilling out in a rush.
"He even planned a date for us this evening after college! I’m so excited!" She rambled on, gushing about how Vishal had proposed in front of everyone, bending on one knee, like a scene from a romantic movie.
But Krish couldn’t hear her anymore. Her words blurred into background noise as a heavy emptiness settled in his chest.All he could do was stand there, silent, staring at the girl who unknowingly held his heart.
'Hey what happened?? Why are you not saying anything??' she suddenly asked seeing him all blank.
He came out of trance, 'Nothing ..I'm thinking something....tell me ,I'm listening ' he ask giving a smile but the smile doesn't reach his eyes.
'What happened?? Are you not happy that your bestfriend got her first boyfriend??' she pouts sadly..
He shook his head, 'I'm just wondering how come Vishal choose a crazy girl like you...mein toh pura pagal hohi chuka hu..ab uska bari hain' he teased her dramatically palming his face.
Nisha widen her eyes listening to him as she slap him playfully on his chest,but then she laughs wholeheartedly.
He laughed too, but it felt forced. Inside, a storm of emotions churned, threatening to spill over as he fought the urge to cry. He didn’t want to ruin her moment, but the weight of unspoken words pressed heavily on his heart.
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