Welcome to Shimla

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There was a mix of excitement and tension in the air, especially after the emotional night they'd shared. Neither had spoken much about it since then as they got busy in packing for their next destination that night.

They slept in the flight so none of them were way to sleepy when they reached. It was the time when the place didn't have a lot of snow around yet the best atmosphere of all time. They reached around 12am at night so they didn't get the chance to see around.

"Kya kar rahi hain meri Princess" Kartik giggled barging into her room after half an hour of reaching. As whenever they are together, he couldn’t last more than one hour without her.

"Aam taur paar itni raat ko agar koi travel karke kahi pouchta hain to rest karta hain" she said rubbing lotion on her arms.

"So what? Hum aam thodi hain?" he winked.

"Aj airport pe jitni bhi photos viral hui hain sab ke titles hain....exes reunited in a film..."

"Haan to?" he asked with a frown.

"To Ex ke naam pe kalank ho tum jo mujhe aankh maar rahe ho" she said sitting down beside him.

"To aap bhi kahan sharif ho mohtarma?...apne ex se dur raha kijiye" he said huskily leaning to her.

"Paas tum aa rahe ho" she said leaning more to him.

"To dur hata ke dikhaiye" he smirked and she blushed profusely.

Suddenly he screamed, "Sara chipkali" and she turned to see a lizard just on her bed. She screamed more than him and jumped to him.

She practically threw herself into his arms, clutching onto him tightly.

"Kartik!"Sara shrieked, her voice muffled against him. "Kartik please usse hatao!!!"

"Sara shant" he laughed and rubbed her back.

Suddenly she heard two more laughter echoing in her room and she turned to see.

"Iggy! Palak" she exclaimed.

"Hum dono galat time pe aa gaye na?" Palak giggled.

Then Sara realised their position. Basically she was on his lap and his arms were wrapped around her.

"It's fake, Sara," Kartik said, biting back a chuckle.

"You... you did this?!" she shouted, stepping away from him, her anger bubbling to the surface.

"Harmless?!" Sara was livid now, her face flushed with anger. "I almost had a heart attack!"

"IGGY YAAR! fasa diya tune!" Kartik said still laughing.

Sara suddenly got calm and went towards Iggy and Palak. She hugged Palak and twisted Ibrahim's ear.

"Sorry di...agey se esa kabhi nahi karunga...hum baas ap pe prank karke surprise dena chahte the" Ibrahim smiled.

"Haan di so sorry" Palak also joined. She caressed her cheeks, "It's ok babe"

"Sara I am sorry" Kartik said.

Sara turned and crossed her arms, glaring at him. "I am never speaking to Iggy and you again!"

"Hain? Yeh kya baat hui? Palak ko maafi aur hume saja kiu?"

"Meri marji"

"Please na Sara..."

"Ab dono niklo! She ordered and they went. Though Palak stayed for girly gossip.

"Iggy tu mujhe fasa deta hain yaar" Kartik sighed.

"Arey maan jayegi"

"Bohot papad belna padta hain...tu kya jaane mera haal"

"I know vhai...meri wali bhi ese hi hain"

"Dekhta hu...kal shoot time 4:00 pm hain to subah kuch karna padega teri behen ko manane ke liye" Kartik sighed.

"Jinda laut ke ana" Ibrahim said dramatically patting his shoulder.

"Haan haan dara le mujhe" he rolled his eyes.

In the morning, Sara's sleep broke with a knock. She went towards the door but a letter slided to her feet beneath the door

"Abhi tak naraz hain?"

She rolled her eyes and said enough loud to make her words audible outside.

"Kartik mujhe koi baat nahi karna so you better...

Another letter slided

"Don't make me start singing right here in the lobby. I'll do it"

"Don't you dare" she again replied.

Another one....

"I will...please open the door"

Opening it, she saw Kartik standing there with a sheepish smile and a bouquet roses held out like a peace offering.

"Is this how you're planning to win me over?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

Without another word, Kartik dropped to one knee in a ridiculously dramatic gesture.

"Nahi meri rajkumari...pehle yeh gulaab ka ful to lijiye" he handed her the roses

"Agar humse vhul ho gayi hain to ap jo bhi saja de woh hume manjoor hain...ap hume mritu dand bhi dena chahte ho to bhi manjoor hain"

"Talwar kaha hain?" she said with a giggle.

"Apki ankhe hi kaafi hain humari jaan lene ke liye"

"Itni cheezy lines" she rolled her eyes.

He grinned, sensing her softening. "Cheesy works, doesn't it?" He stood up,

"You know," Kartik said, his tone suddenly sincere, "I don't like it when you're mad at me. It feels... wrong."

Sara looked down, playing with the petals of the flowers in her hand. "Well, maybe you shouldn't prank me so much."

Kartik chuckled softly, but there was something genuine in his expression. "Noted. No more pranks... unless you want them."

Sara laughed again, shaking her head. "You're impossible."

"But you love that about me," he teased.

"I love everything about you" she smiled.

"You don't have to...take your time this time...I'll wait" he smiled.

"Tum mera mood accha karke fir kharab kese kar lete ho"

He took her hands and pressed his lips.

"Kiuki I don't wanna make you regret you a bit this time"

"I never regretted" she said with moist eyes.

"Neither I" he smiled.

He left with a smile and she quietly shut the door behind.

She sat back on her bed and her phone beeped. He had posted something on Instagram

 He had posted something on Instagram

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KartikAaryan

#sartik is coming soon on the silver screen💗💗💗

That's it for today readers. I tried a bit to make a poster for the first time💘


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