Let Me Love You... and Lose You Too [ON HOLD]

Chapter 69: You've Intoxicated Me

"Nothing," Parvati answered, still smiling to herself.

She stood up, ignoring the shards of glass on the ground from the bottle, and was about to walk past him to go upstairs, when he placed the beer bottle down on the coffee table.

"Come here," he ordered.

Parvati walked up to him, her heart beating faster and faster with each step she took towards him.

"Sit down," he said, and got off the one-seater couch he was sitting on and sat on the two-seater one, so she could sit next to him. "I want to talk to you."

She sat next to him, a few inches of distance between their bodies, as he reached for the beer bottle again.

"Yes?" she asked him softly, trying not to look into his eyes because she was afraid that she would melt on the spot.

"I didn't stand up for you because I like you. My position is still firm. I didn't have a change of heart," he informed. "I only stood up for you because he's a sick man... it had nothing to do with you. I don't want you to get any ideas."

She felt an ache in her heart, but she nodded. Of course. What else had she been expecting? Anshuman was just a good man... and if there was any other girl in her spot, then he would probably do the same thing.

"I understand," she told him.

"Do you want?" he asked her, holding the beer bottle out for her.

All of a sudden, she remembered back to the time in nursery when he asked her the same question, in the same tone, when he asked her if she wanted his crayons. That time she said yes, and he gave her everything he had.

This time, Parvati shook her head. He knew that she didn't drink.

"Even I didn't drink much before... then she left," Anshuman said, and Parvati could hear the pain in his voice as he referred to Sandhya. "Some things change though. Some things bring you comfort."

He placed his thumb on the rim of the bottle and started to rub it, looking down at it. Then he brought the bottle back to his lips and took another sip of the beer.

Parvati just quietly sat there. She didn't know how to comfort him or what to say. Perhaps he would lash out at her if she opened her mouth.

"Here, drink," he told her, and held the bottle out to her.

"I don't want to," she whispered.

"It's an order," he told her.

Parvati took the bottle from him with shaking hands. All he wanted was company. All he wanted was someone to show him that he wasn't alone, that he wasn't insane. If her drinking beer would show him that, then she was willing to break all the rules she had set up for herself.

She brought the bottle to her lips, and once again felt her heart flutter as she realized that Anshuman's lips had just been there. Then she took a sip, before passing the bottle back to him.

The two of them took turns taking sips together, until they finished the bottle. Then Parvati proactively reached forward and grabbed a bottle from the table in front of them.

"Now you want to drink?" he asked her, sounding amused.

"It's making my head feel light," she told him.

No wonder it was so dangerous.

"You've never drank before right?" he asked.

"No," she said, shaking her head, as she chugged down from the new bottle.

Anshuman grabbed the bottle from her before she chugged too much.

"No wonder. You'll get drunk. That's enough," he said.

"Let's go all out," she whispered, and her head rolled onto his shoulder. "If we've come this far, let's go all the way."

Anshuman looked down at her and knew right away that she was gone.