Begin Again

Our Kind Of Forever

Siwet's POV:

Because I loved and I loved and I lost you.

These 10 words had shaken me so completely to the core that I was rooted to the spot. As I looked at her now, I didn't see Anicka Sharma, I saw the person she was within. I saw her vulnerability, her fear, everything she was trying to hide behind that rock solid demeanour.

Right now, standing in my vanity, eyes filled with emotion, I saw the girl I fell in love with. As much as I admired her for her bravery and boldness, her sentimental side always takes my breath away. To know a person who is the best version of both of those worlds, it's something else.

Because real bravery, real courage is when you accept it and you embrace it with all your heart. And as I saw her standing there, eyes brimming with unshed tears, I realised if she can do it, I can damn well try.

I breathed in deeply, "Ever since the first day I saw you, I have felt everything for you." I sensed the sharp intake of her breath and continued. "And the most beautiful part is, I wasn't even looking when I found you."

"I met you at a time when I had stopped believing in love. I didn't think true love existed and even if it did, it wasn't made for me. I had been through so many heartbreaks that it stopped feeling real. But then you came along and you broke everything I believed into pieces."

It took a lot for me to say all of that.

I don't regret it though. I'm glad I finally told her all of it. This conversation was long overdue. I had avoided it for six months but I'm not gonna do so anymore. I held my breath and closed my eyes waiting for her to say something.

"I have always had a wall around myself because I'm so scared. Scared of letting anyone in because I fear that they would break my heart. That's the reason I hide behind a facade. I kept myself hidden behind a veil. But then I met you and it slowly started to come apart.

I tried to keep my beating heart in check as I listened to her, ultimately failing miserably. I've never heard her like this. So out there, speaking her mind. A smile automatically curved my lips as I reminded myself that it was all for me.

"I tried to keep myself away from you. I tried to control my feelings. I tried to stop my heart from falling for you. But I couldn't....I couldn't stop being around you, and loving you, and wanting you. I still can't stay away."

Anicka's POV:

I leaned back and shut my eyes. I haven't been this open...ever. I had told him everything. Everything I felt, everything I'm still feeling. And I feel good. Even if things don't work out, I won't have any regrets.

Trying to ignore my racing heartbeat, I looked at him. There was so much in his eyes. So many emotions just swirling in, fighting their way to come out.

Aware of every breath, every movement, I walked towards him.

His hands gently braced my hips as I studied his face. "And now I want you to know, Siwet, that I love you. His lips trembled, and I brushed away the tear that escaped down his cheek. "I want you to know," I whispered, "that I'm hurt and I'm healing, but every single piece of my heart belongs to you, if you still want it."

His arms wrapped around me and he pressed his forehead to my shoulder, body shaking. Face gleaming with tears, he whispered, "Maine tujhe kaha tha ek baar ki ye panga toh lena padega. I saw you and I knew it and I still stand by that statement. "I'm not going anywhere, you're stuck with me."

He lowered his lips to mine and kissed me softly.

Something about the tentativeness of it made me feel beautiful. He kissed me like I wanted to be kissed, like no boy had ever kissed me, soft and moist and hot and breathy, not trying to win a battle but seeking union and closeness.

As we slowly pulled away and I gazed into his eyes, I finally felt at home. I want this. Always have, always will.

You can read the stories and watch the movies, and you can think you know how it's all supposed to unfold. But the truth is, love is as much fate as it is planning, as much a beauty as it is a disaster.

That's how love works.

You can plan, schedule, and plot it all out. You can tell it how to be, where to go, and what to do. You can alter it to match your needs.

But none of it matters.

Love prioritises itself and makes its own decisions. Instead, it plots you out.

Perhaps this is what makes it perfect.

~end~

I'm ending this story with this last update. I know a lot of you might be disappointed that it's ending so soon but this is how it was always supposed to happen. I didn't know if writing a siwicka fanfiction on wattpad would ever work out and I certainly never knew that people would end up loving my story so much. But you guys did and I am beyond grateful for all the love and support I've gotten through this platform. I really hope I was able to convey and make you guys feel what I wanted to.

Once again, a mighty big thank you to everyone who read my stories, listened to what I had to say and felt right along with me. It means more to me than words can say. Thank you so much for the views, the votes and my favourite, the comments.

I really hope you loved my story and are here to stay cause I've got a lot more to say. I've already started a new siwicka fan fiction considering the kind of response I got on this one. Its called Serendipity and I really hope you guys check it out.

Lots of love,
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P.S. My story ended with this chapter, but for them, it's only the beginning.