Were we meant to be? (COMPLETED-Unedited)

We Were Meant To Be

"Accha leave me now.." Ten minutes after we had both entered my room, he was still holding me in his arms. My hands rested lightly on his broad wide shoulders. His eyes fixed onto my face, gazing me.

"Put me down atleast" I said pushing his shoulders lightly.
He didn't say anything and put me on the bed and sat next to me.

"Aise kyun dekh rahe ho?" He had his gaze fixed onto me since he had walked into this room. "Parthhhh" I called him again.

"Soch raha hoon, tum kaise kar leti ho.. all this?" he said smiling with his eyes.

"All this? What all this?" I asked having no clue about what he was saying.

"Arre, yeh rona dhona, melodrama..." he said making faces.

"Matlab?" I asked.

"Matlab vo.. 'Mumma please! Mumma no!' jeezzzz tum literally serials ke liye he bani ho. Drama company ho poori!" he said in a squeaky voice trying to imitate me.

"What the hell!" I said in amusement.

"Haan aur kya.. And those big big tear drops! Itne bade toh Nandini ke bhi nahi hote the.. Kitna tension leti ho tum.." he said as he lay on the bed covering himself with the blanket.

"Haan and jaise ki you were toh not at all tensed na? Jab I slipped you should have seen your face Mr. Tough Guy. And when mom eyed you.." I stopped and giggled a bit, "..shakal dekhne wali thi tumhari !"

"Haaaan bus.. Wohi main.." he stammered a bit.

"Haan main woh.. ye.. main.. woh.. Kya?"

"But mana liya na lekin sabko maine" he chuckled.

"Ya right! Abhi unko he le jao vapas apne sath.. Go! Go!" I pushed him to get off the bed but that mountain figure was hard to move.

"Arre!" he said catching my hands which were busy pushing him away.

"Go na, take them along ! Unke sath reh lena tum!" I still tried pushing him off the bed. Well pregnancy had got my moods swinging like a merry-go-round!

"I'll take them too but pehle jisko le jaane aaya hoon usse toh baat karloon.." he said sitting up straight to face me, wearing a grin over his lips. "Let's go back Niti, please..." he said, now in a serious tone.

"Why? Why should I come back with you?" I asked in the same serious tone.

"Niti please lets just.. Go." he said again, pleading.

"Why?" I asked in a voice so weak. Tears were gearing up to come rolling down from my eyes.

"Because... because I am sorry! I am really really really very sorry about whatever I did! I'm sorry about breaking your trust, your heart, about breaking you! I'm sorry about everything I did, about every painful night, every hurtful day. I'm sorry Niti." he pressed my hands between his lightly, looking straight into my eyes, meaning every word he said. It was like.. his eyes talked to me, they told me what his heart had.

"Why should I believe you?" again the same weak voice inside me spoke. a
A tear drop left my eye and went rolling down my cheek. I had given in already, I had forgiven him long back, my heart accepted that way back but today it was for my brain to know and accept this fact.

"Because you love me" he said. My tears had already made their stream down my cheeks, flowing straight over my neck and rolling down.

"I don't.." I said, not meeting his eyes, dropping tears over the linen we sat on.

"Because I love you" he gave another answer. His eyes were still fixed onto me and mine were fixed onto our hands, my hand sandwiched between his. I felt the warmth, embracing it inside.