FEAR OF FONDNESS

CHAPTER 62 ALERT

Wassal's POV:

Hearing  I-love-you from her mouth, I felt like I was the luckiest man in the world. I had everything now... I was successful. The moment she told me she missed me, the moment she told me about her dreams...the moment she slept on me so carelessly, like she belonged there...I felt somebody to her. 

I woke up before her as per my routine. As I came out after the bath, I saw her immediately snatching her gaze away from me. A smirk appeared on my lips as I watched her turn crimson. 

I asked her for breakfast outside, and she agreed. She was not looking at me, and I was very well aware of the reason now. Dressed in desi attire, she always looks awfully beautiful, but now she looks more gorgeous. Maybe it's because I am in another air today, I thought.

I asked her to take out an outfit for me. But she chose something I was not expecting.

As I was watching myself thoroughly in the mirror as the first and last thought about my attire in my mind was "non-serious, non-serious and extremely non-serious". I knew it would look like this, but I couldn't tell it to her. How could I?

Putting a heavy stone on my heart when I came out dressed in her chosen outfit, a bright, delighted smile embraced her lips, and her face lit up like a fresh flower. I didn't know she would be so glad if I switched to colors. But still it was difficult to see myself in these colorful contrast. I don't know I was looking good or what but compliments were slipping through her tongue. If she does like it, I would just hand over all my wardrobe choices to her without any second thought. It would hurt, but it would eventually settle down. I explained myself.

We were having a wonderful breakfast date when I heard an unfamiliar voice, "Shinaya?" . My smile disappeared the moment I saw shinaya recognizing him. He talked to her like he had family terms with her, which I actually had... and Shinaya? She just forgot I was even with her. 

After a detailed conversation, when he was lost, she criticized, "That wasn't very good,". I was already so done with him, and now this? "What?" I said, involuntarily fighting with my frustration. "You could have dealt him politely," she said unbelievingly. "Politely?" I raised my eyebrows. "Who was he?" He said in a sarcastic tone. Her eyes were now furrowed. "He was my class fellow!" She pointed, which just fueled my irritation. "So what? Do you want me to salute him or something?" I scoffed dismissively. "Wassal what's wrong? he was here just by chance, and he was a good man; you could just treat him nicely." She defended him?... She defended him! 

"Why should I treat him nicely? Who in the world is he?!" I countered with a sharp tone. Like, really, who was he? Who was he that I should be laughing with him? I don't like to have smiley conversation with everyone, especially someone who smiles with you like that! 

I really wanted to make that clear, but she didn't counter again so I hold it out.

On the whole drive from the restaurant to the Mall, she was quietly looking outside the window, not even sparing a glance at me. I hate it when she ignores me... and because of some piece of unimportant shit? I loathe it!

But at last, I was successful in convincing her to have a good weekend. 

First, we went shopping, she is really very choosy about buying anything. Whenever she went to a shop she just had a look at fifty dresses but bought only one. So, trying to assist her in it, I decided to buy every dress she glanced at so it would be easy to decide at home. But instead of being thankful, she scolded me for buying unnecessary stuff. Actually it was just an excuse. She had only been shopping with me for the third time this year, as she did most of her shopping with her friends. But now, as I have the opportunity, why would I let it go? I just wanted her to feel relaxed, not caring about anything, just buy what she wants.