Aarushi
Two days later.
Life had it's cruel ways of ruining things. One moment it makes you the happiest person and the other, it pushes you towards the worst of experiences.
The sun's harsh light made it's way to my room as I forced myself to get up. I looked at myself in the mirror, horrible was an understatement. My eyes red and swollen, hair messed up, my face looked like I had been in a storm.
I couldn't stop crying, couldn't stop thinking about his dad's words.
Distraction. Unworthy. The adjectives had made a home in my mind.
He says I should leave him, but how could I leave the only person who made me feel alive. How could I leave the only source of my happiness?
I sound so selfish right now. If it's his career that's at stake then how could I think of myself? Cricket is his life, his passion, how could I take the one thing away from him?
If me leaving him is the only way, then be it. Love is letting go. His dad's words made their way into my mind, yet again.
My mind couldn't stop thinking. "Stop. Please. Don't think." I try to remind myself. I closed my ears with my hands, trying to stop his dad's voice, but nothing seemed to work.
My hands started trembling, whole body shook as I tried to breathe. No. No. No. "Stop thinking, Aarushi."
My phone buzzed somewhere in my room, I didn't need to check to see who it was.
I have been ignoring Aadi for the past two days, ignoring his calls, texts and even avoiding meeting him. I couldn't face him after that day.
Before I could lose my sanity, I heard a knock on my window. I couldn't walk, I was stuck at my place.
Is it Aadi? What is he doing here?
Before I could process something the window opened, and Aadi jumped inside. The moment his eyes landed on me, my heart skipped a beat just like old times.
His eyes widened the moment he noticed my condition. In an instant he was near me holding my hands.
"Sweetheart, look at me." He said. "Breathe. I am here." I tried taking deep breaths, his touch did magic as I found myself calming a little.
"A..Aadi I ... can't... breathe." I tried speaking as I held onto him.
"Sweetheart, calm down. Don't think. Focus on your breathing. I am here."
I wanted to push him away, tell him to leave because if he stayed I am afraid I might not let him go.
I tried pushing him, but instead his grip on me tightened as he pulled me closer to him.
I couldn't hold it anymore, I broke down sobbing. Everything in me shattered. He didn’t ask what was wrong, didn't advice, just held me in his arms like I was the only thing that mattered.
I hugged him, clutching his shirt tightly afraid he might dissappear. He pulled me into his lap caressing my head gently. He kept repeating soothing words until I calmed down.
My head rested against his chest, near his heart, and in this moment all I wanted was to stop the time. To be here, in his arms.
I didn't realise when sleep took me in, because in his arms I found my home.
The next time I woke up, my head throbbed with pain. I looked around to find my mom sitting beside me, her face tensed.
Shit. I had to study. I jumped up from the bed immediately searching for my books.
"Sorry galti se neend aagayi thi." I say still searching for my pen.
"Rest." She replied. I turned back to look at her. Is she joking? "Aditi called, said you weren't feeling well."
Aditi?
This man calmed me down, made me sleep and then made sure my mom knows I am not well. My eyes teared up for the hundredth time today.
Do I even deserve him? I shattered in his arms, while he quietly collected pieces of me back together.
"I need fresh air." I say, trying to sound normal.
"Come down, eat something first." Mom says walking out of the room.
AADI'S POV
I wanted to surprise her. She had been avoiding me for the past two days and today I had decided that I am going to meet her, no matter what.
Something had been bothering her, I could see it through her eyes. She didn't sound herself. She was hiding it, trying her best to show she is alright.
I thought of making an appearance through her window, but the sight I was met with, shattered my heart in a million pieces.
She was getting a panic attack, her eyes red from crying, she looked at me and for a moment I forgot to breathe.
I stayed with her for hours, holding her like the delicate flower she was. "Shh. Baccha it's okay. Calm down." I whispered against her hair.
I kissed her forehead, again and again until her breathing slowed, and her body gave in to sleep. I tried to get up but she snuggled closer into my chest.
As much as I wanted to stay, I had to leave. Her parents will be here any second. With the last kiss on her forehead, I got up to leave. But I felt her touch on my wrist, I turned back to find her sleeping. "Don't leave." She whispered in her sleep. "I love you."
My lips curve into a smile.
"I love you more Sweetheart." I murmured tucking a hair strand back from her face.
I entered my house, exhausted and overwhelmed.
"Where were you?" My dad asked standing infront of the door.
"I was out." I reply trying to enter inside.
"Where?" He questioned taking a step forward blocking my way.
"At Karan's."
"Karan is at practice unlike you, lying to visit your girlfriend." He says showing me the time. "Leave that girl before it's too late. Love won't win you trophies."
"My love is my trophy dad. Nothing you say can make me leave her. NOTHING."
"You are going to regret this, Aadi." He said keeping his hand on shoulder, his grip firm as if trying to make his point.
"I would never regret loving her. She is my comfort, a sense of belonging, a feeling I never knew existed."
Dad's words had no effect on me. Doubting our love? Impossible. She was a part of me.
"This girl has already become your weakness, you cannot afford that."
I tried to leave, but his words stopped me again
"I didn't raise you to choose comfort over legacy."
I look back, his eyes were void of emotion. He wasn't requesting, he was declaring his decision on me.
"I am not changing my decision dad."
"Okay. But remember, everytime you choose her, you are choosing against your future."
Author's note - This is it for today! Bhai Aadi jaise ladke fictional hi hote hai 😭
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