COMPLETED [EDITED]
This is a story of two souls bound by fate, destined to cross paths in ways neither could have imagined.
Love-a word that holds a universe of emotions within it. For some, it is everything, a guiding light in the darkest times. Fo...
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I can't lose her now. Never.
She looked breathtaking in her casual outfit, ready for our bike ride. The others decided to stay back, recovering from last night's hangovers. Lucky me—I finally had some alone time with my princess.
"Chale?" she asked, her voice soft and inviting. (Shall we go?)
"After you, jaan," I replied with a smile. (After you, darling.)
As she turned to walk ahead, I couldn't help but notice her cheeks turning a deep shade of pink. She was blushing so hard.
Unable to resist, I reached out and gently held her arm, pulling her closer. My eyes locked onto hers, and I saw her nervously bite her lower lip.
"Why are you hiding your blush?" I teased, my voice dropping lower. "Don't try too hard—I'm going to make you blush every single minute."
Her blush deepened, and I chuckled softly.
"That's my girl," I said, my tone filled with warmth. "Don't hide anything from me."
She raised an eyebrow, pretending to be annoyed. "Why are you so dominating today?"
"I'm not dominating," I said, a playful grin tugging at my lips. "I'm just really happy. After all, I've got all your time today."
Her gaze flickered to my flushed cheeks, and she smirked. "Now you're turning into a tamatar!" (Tomato!)
I laughed. "I'm your tamatar, aren't I?" I asked, pulling her tighter into my arms.
She wriggled free, pinching my arm playfully. "Ahh, you little bee!" I exclaimed as she ran away, laughing.
When I walked outside, she was already standing by the bike, adjusting her helmet and jacket.
"Bhaiya ne bola hai 10:00 baje tak wapas. Yahan late night tak bahar rehna accha nahi hai," she said, removing her helmet for a moment. (Brother said we should be back by 10:00 PM. It's not safe to stay out late here.)
I shook my head with a smirk. "No way. Tonight, you're all mine. We'll go for a long drive, then head to the mountain nearby. But first," I paused for dramatic effect, "we'll stop at that street stall for dinner—they serve the best pav bhaji."
Her eyes lit up with excitement. "Wow! Street pav bhaji loves you," she said, wrapping her arms around me in a tight hug.
I hugged her back, grinning. "Anything for you, jaan."
She pulled away slightly and pressed the back of her hand to my forehead, frowning in mock concern. "Wait, are you really Avyaan Raichand? My boring, hygiene-obsessed boyfriend? And you're going to eat street pav bhaji for me?"
