kaho Na Pyaar Hai

A Dreamy Date

Ariyana's POV

The days had passed in a blur since that moment with Ruhaan. Things between us had shifted—slowly, carefully, but undeniably. There was a comfort now, an ease that hadn't been there before. He was no longer just the boy who stood by me in my moments of crisis. He had become something more—someone I craved, someone who made my heart beat faster with every passing second.

It was Friday evening when Ruhaan called me.

"Hey, Ari," his voice was warm and inviting, with just a hint of excitement. "Are you free tonight?"

I felt the smile tug at my lips. "I'm always free for you," I teased, feeling a rush of anticipation.

"Well, I've planned something for us. Get dressed up. And meet me at 8, okay?"

I could hear the grin in his voice, and I couldn't help but wonder what he had planned.

Ruhaan's POV

I wanted tonight to be perfect. After everything we'd been through, after all the tension and misunderstandings, I wanted to give Ariyana something she would never forget. It had been a long time since I felt this strongly about someone, and I was ready to show her just how much she meant to me.

The restaurant was beautiful—cozy, elegant, with soft lighting and music playing in the background. When Ariyana walked in, looking like she had just stepped out of a dream, my breath caught in my throat.

Her dress was simple but stunning—a deep red that clung to her figure in all the right places. Her hair cascaded in loose waves over her shoulders, and her eyes were filled with that familiar fire, but now there was a softness to them, a vulnerability that hadn't been there before.

I stood as she approached, my heart racing. "You look..." I trailed off, lost for words.

"Don't say it," she smiled, her eyes sparkling. "I know. You say it all the time."

I shook my head, unable to contain my admiration. "I don't think I can ever say it enough."

Ariyana's POV

The evening was everything I could have dreamed of. The atmosphere was intimate, the food delicious, but it wasn't just the setting that made it perfect—it was the way Ruhaan looked at me. The way his eyes followed me, the way his hand gently brushed mine across the table, as if he couldn't help but touch me.

We talked about everything and nothing—our favorite movies, the books we'd read, our dreams for the future. But underneath all of that, I could feel the tension building between us, something unspoken but undeniable.

As the night wore on, we found ourselves walking outside, the cool evening air brushing against my skin.

"You know," Ruhaan said, his voice suddenly serious, "I've been thinking about us a lot lately."

I stopped walking, turning to face him. "What about us?"

He reached for my hand, his fingers curling around mine. "About how much you mean to me. About how much I want this... I want us."

I could feel my heart skip a beat. His words were simple, but the intensity behind them was more than I could handle. "Ruhaan..."

Before I could say anything more, he stepped closer, his lips brushing against my forehead. The kiss was soft, tender, like a promise. But as his lips lingered, something shifted between us.

His hand cupped my cheek, and I felt the heat radiating from his touch. Slowly, he leaned down, his lips finding mine in a kiss that was slow at first, teasing, as if he was waiting for me to pull away. But I didn't. I kissed him back, gently at first, but then with growing intensity as the world around us faded away.

Third Person POV

Ruhaan's hands slid down to Ariyana's waist, pulling her closer until she was flush against him. He could feel the heat between them, the way her body responded to his touch. The kiss deepened, and there was no hesitation now. Every part of him was consumed by her, by the way she tasted, the way her body pressed against his.

Ariyana's hands roamed to his chest, fingers tracing the lines of his shirt as if memorizing the feel of him beneath her touch. She could feel the tension building between them, the electricity sparking with every movement.

Ruhaan broke the kiss briefly, his lips trailing down to her neck. "Ariyana..." he whispered, his breath hot against her skin. "I need you."

Her pulse quickened as his hands moved to the hem of her dress, fingers brushing the soft skin of her thigh. She gasped, the touch sending shivers down her spine, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she lifted her arms to wrap around his neck, pulling him back into a kiss that was desperate now, as if neither of them could wait any longer.

Ariyana's POV

Before I could stop myself, I found myself in his arms, his lips hot against mine as we stumbled toward the door of his apartment. My heart was racing, and I could barely think straight. All I could feel was him, his touch, his kiss, and the overwhelming desire that was slowly consuming me.

We entered his apartment, the door clicking shut behind us. Ruhaan's lips were on mine again, this time more insistent, as if he couldn't get enough. His hands were everywhere—his fingers brushing my skin, exploring, claiming.

I pulled away for a second, breathless. "Ruhaan... are you sure about this?" I whispered, my voice shaky.

He looked into my eyes, his expression filled with something intense—something raw. "I've never been more sure of anything in my life."

His lips found mine again, and I lost myself in him. His hands moved to the zipper of my dress, and I couldn't help but shiver as he slowly undressed me, his fingers gentle but urgent. Every part of me ached for him, every part of me was screaming for this, for us.

As he undressed, I couldn't take my eyes off of him. His body was everything I had imagined—strong, toned, and covered in tattoos that only made him more irresistible. He was perfect.

Ruhaan's hands slid to my back, unclasping my bra, and the moment it fell away, he paused, his eyes dark with desire. "Ariyana..." he breathed, his voice filled with awe. "You're beautiful."

I felt my cheeks flush, but the warmth in his gaze made me feel safe, cherished. "You're not so bad yourself," I teased, running my hands down his chest.

His lips crashed back onto mine, and everything else faded away. There was nothing but the heat between us, the way our bodies fit together like puzzle pieces. As he lifted me effortlessly, I wrapped my legs around him, kissing him harder, feeling the fire ignite in my veins.

We stumbled toward his bed, and in the heat of the moment, I didn't care about anything else. We were finally here—together, fully, completely.

The night was a blur of kisses, touches, and whispered words. When we finally collapsed into each other's arms, completely spent, there was a sense of peace, of contentment, that I had never known before.

Ruhaan held me close, his hand gently stroking my hair. "I'll never let you go, Ariyana," he murmured.

I smiled, my heart full. "You don't have to. I'm not going anywhere."

And for the first time in a long while, I believed it.