Between Us💌

Starting for Lucknow

After Gwalior Schedule, for the next fifteen days, they went about their lives separately, trying to focus on their work, their routines, and anything that could distract them from the thoughts of each other that kept creeping in.

They wanted but had different schedules to attend dubbing sessions. But in between, once they had a dance rehearsal.

"Hi Sara"

"Hi Kartik" he greeted politely.

That's all they could say to each other. No one could have a doubt on them that these two shy people did chats on WhatsApp late at night that would make the world shy.

When it was time for their dance, Sara and Kartik took their positions. The choreography was intricate, demanding precision and grace, with their movements meant to convey a deep connection and chemistry.

During a particularly complex sequence, Sara, lost in the moment, misjudged her step. Her foot caught awkwardly, and she stumbled, her balance faltering. Time seemed to slow as she started to fall, her arms flailing to regain her footing.

Without a second thought, Kartik moved swiftly to catch her. His strong arms enveloped her, pulling her close and steadying her.

"Sambhal ke...abhi chot lag jati" he said with concern.

As they were close, she whispered, "To tumhara role kya hain phir?...I have to fall to let you held me baby"

Let alone his cheeks, his ears turned red. She stood properly.

"Thank you Kartik" she said audible to others.

"Wel...welcome Sara.

During a break, he was looking for her and suddenly a strong grip pulled him inside a room and in a blink, the door is locked.

"Hello Kartik" she giggled

"Hello Princess..." he teased.

"Nice..bohot wakt ho gaya yeh nickname sune huye"

"Tum kaafi serious ho hain na?"

"Kis baare main?" she said crossing her arms.

"Matlab that should-we-get-back-to-each-other-or
-not wala project ke baare main"

"Tum nahi ho serious?" she asked flatly and he didn't say anything. She suddenly reached for the doorknob to leave

and he caught her wrist pulling her close.

"Choti choti baato main gussa ho jati hain yeh ladki" he sighed

"Mere mood ko spoil karne wale kaam jo karte ho"

"Mood? Irada kya hain madam?" he asked with a smirk pinning her to a wall.

"Kiu batau?" she rolled her eyes.

"Nahi mujhe thoda daar sa lag raha hain...main ek bechara ladka aur ek gundi ladki ne ese mujhe andar kheech liya"

"Baare aye bechare ladke!"

"Kiu?main cute nahi hu" he made puppy eyes.

"Sukar manao ki ho isiliye kuch keh nahi pati"

"Tumhe aur kehna hain" he sighed.

"Haan haan jab tak mere baate sun sun k tumhare kaan kharab hoke machine nahi lag jaati tab tak sunna to padega" she mocked.

"Who said kaan kharab hoke? he asked with a frown.

"Tumne hi kaha tha" she said again rolling her eyes.

"No...baat sunke kiu? Kaan ki machine jab hum bohot bure ho jayenge tab to honge hi aur tum kaha shant swabhab hone wali ho"