Love Me Day Or Night - Book 1 -

Be With You

Dedicated to Nidhi Di, because hey! It's her Birthday and she is amazing :') Indeed one of the coolest writers Wattpad has too ;) hehe. Happy Birthday Dii ♥ 

~~Be With You~~

She shivered as she got down the car, and I parked it in front of the bar that we were supposed to spent the night in. It was chilly, and I had told her to wear a sweater. Being annoying as ever, she preferred maintaining her style quotient more than actually wearing something which warmed her body.

Incredibly enough we knew that inside the club, it would already be warmed up, but outside it was going to be cold and knowing her, she would be spending half the night outside, either vomiting and then blabbering shit, else hitting on another random guy and the pushing him further away without letting him touch her inappropriately.

The latter, had only happened thrice of the numerous time that we had ganged out for a night, so the first was what had more probability of happening tonight as well.

"Hey! I'm chilling out here. Let's go in!" She yelled at me, her teeth tattering in the cold.

"Coming right up." I rolled my eyes, and double checked if I had locked my car, then wrapped my sweater clad arms around her shoulder.

She curled into my warmth, making me smirk. But I ushered her in quickly in anyway.

We both scurried about quickly to our group of hung out buddies, which included, Aryan, Jiya, Tanvi, Rehaan, and Keshav along with his girlfriend, whose name I forget the moment I hear it again. We called her Pooh, and that's what I remembered. I hoped Inaaya remembered the same.

"Hey guys!" She hugged everyone enthusiastically, Rehaan a bit more than the others, because he was the closest to her.

Why was I getting patched up due to this? Well, isn't that obvious that I liked her? Well, yeah. Great deal, I liked her since the years we had spent in... school. It wasn't that like like. I just liked her more than I did other girls because she was less soppy and shaggy, and she was cool to be around with. She didn't want to be pampered excessively and said that only bitches did so. No pun intended, since they are her words not mine.

"Neerav, you not gonna drink tonight, bud?" She asked, grinning holding up a vodka shot in front of me.

"I gotta drive you and myself home babe," I chuckled grabbing myself a chilled bottle of Foster, "Beer should do well enough."

She shrugged, "Keep my back when I puke my gut out."

"I always do," I snickered, "One day you should actually go away and have a taste of other men doing the same for you. Like men who actually care, and not the ones you are fucking or pestering with."

"What's with the gibberish soul talks right now?" She raised a brow, "You aren't even drunk, since you've taken barely two sips of that beer."

"What to say? I'm a great mood." I raised the bottle to my lip, to sip from it.

"But, yup, truth is you've been looking after my puking gut since we were 17, trying out our first drinks." Inaaya chuckled, ordering another peg of vodka. Her third for the night, and she would be down by the seventh.

"You'll miss me when I am gone." I laughed, raising her a toast.

"Oh! Tell me about yourself, asshole." She wrinkled her nose but toasted anyway.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever makes you happy." I grinned.

And as I had predicted, she was puking her guts out after the seventh shot, and I was holding her hair, as she vomited, and then wrapped her up in an extra hoodie that I always kept in the car. We had always been that way.

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Waking up from the memory, I found cold sweat and a silly smile on my face. Soon after I remembered, she was gone. Gone, not in a literal way, but we weren't that Inaaya and Neerav anymore. Maybe? Were we? I didn't know. It'd been months since she left, and the only way we communicated was through that 'Like' button on our Facebook profiles.

Weird how life worked.

Bars were not a place of chilling out or a place of fascination anymore until and unless our group of friends planned, or just the people from office did. It had been the same way since the past few months, and well, it was like something was missing, and it was her company.

She had been an important part of my life. Regardless the fact that I had known even before she had left, I never knew she was so important that I was literally craving to see her again. That was now, weird.

The doorbell rang, and it was six o'clock on a Tuesday morning, which was a holiday. The only person who came this early was the milkman who came once in a while to collect his payment.

Pulling down a sweat shirt above my head, I opened the door, rubbing my eyes and yawning when the figure before me startled me beyond wits. If surprise was something called shock, then well I was sure I was getting one then.

And now that you're gone
I just wanna be with you (be with you)
And I can't go on
I wanna be with you (be with you)
Wanna be with you

My ringtone reminded me that the last night, I had been doing one thing. It had been a Monday night, and I had been looking down the windows of my apartment, looking at the the city lights and wondering why I felt so lonely. It was simply because, the girl namely who had become such an important part of my life, had left without much prior notice.

"That's amusing." The shock in her voice was predictable.

"What?" I cocked neck to look at her. It looked like she walked her directly from sleep.

"That ringtone." She peered to look inside my house, beyond the door. So I moved away and let her in.

"My feelings, truly." I nodded. I kept it to remind me that eventually I had always wanted to be with her.

"Creepy enough?" She yawned as well.

"Yea, well, what's with you?"

"Can't come meet my bud?" She cocked her brows.

"Not really, after disappearing on me like that!"

"Not even when I actually came here to...like amend?" She asked, twisting her fingers oddly.

"Okay, I'm listening." I crossed my hands.

"I wanna shift in with you." She stated normally, as if it was the easiest thing to say in the world.

What was I to say? I didn't have anything that I had ever hidden from her. So I said what I was supposed to say.

"And I just wanna be with you."

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I know it was confusing about what might have happened in the middle of those months/years or why she was suddenly appearing and saying that she wanted to move in with him. 

Two possible answers to that : 

1. He might have proposed and she might have ran away. 

and 

2. She needed a place to stay in the new city they were both in. He suggested. She caught on his feelings, blah blah. 

Make it your own story guys, I just let you into a sneak-peak! 

Love, 
Dee ♥