"There we go"
Doing a little happy dance Dhruv reached for his phone to click the picture of the pullao he has ever made in his 25 years of life on this earth.
He crossed his fingers and started walking towards her room, nervously.
He was a man who had the powers of the world, but still afraid of this woman. (remove 't')
5'3 young woman who becomes the red angry bird. Red, more red than the rose in this line by Robert Burns.
'My love is like a red red rose'
Fidgeting with his fingers, he halted infront of her room's door. Praying to God to save him from her wrath, before lifting his hand to face the door.
One knock and boom!!
"LEAVE ME ALONE FOR A FREAKING MOMENT"
Diya's yell echoed inside the four walls.
He knew if he won't make her up right now, she'll probably fall into the turmoil in her heart and mind.
She would surely overthink and come up with anything stupid that's only going to hurt her in the end.
With a deep breathe he opened the door without another knock.
The red bloodshot eyes were now on him, glaring. Her under eyes swollen, nose and lips red due to all the crying.
She was curled up in a ball. Knees folded infront of her upper body. Arms wrapped around her as a shield to save her from this cruel world, trying to hurt her.
"Didn't I said you to leave?"
"Diya calm down we'll talk later, let's have something to eat right no-"
"I am not hungry" She replied coldly cutting him in the middle.
"Yes you are, C'mon its already time for you to have something"
"Do you know how clingy you are?"
The question made Dhruv stunned but got hold of himself.
"Yes I know how clinging I am. And I don't have any problem with me being clingy with you"
"But I do"
"Why all the people on this planet just rub their decisions on my face without concerning about mine, why?"
"Nobody is doing that" Dhruv wanted to say more but still kept quiet knowing this would make things more worse.
He lift his hand towards her to help her stand she turned her face furiously.
Sighs, another sigh following the first one as Dhruv kneels down infront of the angry young woman infront of him.
His woman, how does it sounds?
Indeed his.
He tucked the strand of her hair behind her ear.
"You are forcing me to do this"
He touched her legs, wrapped around inside her arms, with his finger tips and touched his chest. The act seemed like a child taking blessings from his elder but in his case it was about seeking forgiveness before he would do anything without her consent.
He abruptly stood up with Diya in his arms in a bridal style.
Diya flinched due to the sudden action but she knew she was secure in his arms.
If she would have been in her correct senses she would have been a blushing mess already.
But-
-But she wasn't right now. She was scared, nervous, angry and all the negative emotions taking over her mind. Not letting her calm down after the sight of her so called beloved mother.
"Put me down dhruv"
He glanced at her but didn't replied.
"I told you to put me down"
"No I won't"
"You won't like it what I'll do next"
He knew what was coming for him but he happily accepted it with a smile.
"Do to me whatever you please"
Enough with his words she held on his shoulder and
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"Aah"
A hiss left his mouth while Diya just smiled to her satisfaction.
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More Than Friends
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