What's Written In The Stars [H.S]

Part 5

"Get the plates ready."

"How many should I take out?"

"Well how many people are here?"

"13"

"So how may will you remove, you idiot?"

"13, I was just asking...sheesh!"

I can hear faint voice coming through the closed door of my bedroom. I groan as I feel someone hammering my head with a sledgehammer. I massage my head and try to open my eyes slowly. The sunlight coming from the windows only intensify the pain.

"God!" I moan and turn my body away from the sunlight. "I should've listened to Salman." I rack my brains trying to remember what happened last night, but thinking about it is only giving me more throbbing pain.

Just then the door opens revealing Salman who is walking in with a glass of water in one hand and what I'm guessing is an aspirin in the other

"Oh Salman, you're officially my Jiminy Cricket." I try to sit up, resting my back against the headboard.

"I know right." He winks as he sits down on the edge of the bed, next to me. He hands me the medicine and the glass of water. I gulp down the medicine with a sip of water and put the glass back down on the side table.

"You don't remember anything from last night, do you?"

"Not a thing, fully blanked out." I sigh as I massage my temples. "Just tell me that I didn't do anything stupid and I'll have no regrets."

Salman shakes his head slowly, "Last night was amazing. I really hoped you'd remember." He looks at me with a weird smile.

"Why? What happened?" I ask him with curiosity.

But he doesn't reply, instead he just tilts his head to the side and gives a look as if trying to tell me something.

Still confused, I ask him, "Salman, what happened."

"I don't know if I should say it....."

But I cut him off, "Just tell me!" I raise my voice which makes my head throb even more, if that's possible.

"Well, we kissed and one thing lead to the other....." He says softly and my heart starts pounding.

Oh no!

What have I done?!

This can't be happening!

My mouth hangs open as I stare at him, not believing a word he said.

"We didn't." I whisper.

"I didn't want to at first. I tried to stop myself but you were really pushing me. But then once we started kissing, we couldn't stop ourselves." he says with a shrug and tries to reach out to me.

"DON'T!" I scream and move to the side, away from him. Tears threatening to leak from my eyes.

How could I be so stupid and reckless? Yes, I love Salman, but I wasn't ready for a physical relationship. The idea of being intimate with someone, physically, always made we feel uncomfortable, scared even. And Salman knows that. I thought he understood. If he wasn't drunk, he should've stopped things from getting carried away. He should've pushed me off of him!

"Babe, I am so sorry. I tried to stop but I just couldn't. It was really hard for me." Salman looks at me with guilty eyes.

Anger surges in me and I glare at him, wanting to rip him apart into pieces, "How could you?! Salman, I thought you understood! I thought we agreed! Why didn't you just leave the room, if it was that hard for you?!" I grab the pillow from beside me and chuck it really hard at him, but he moves to the side and the pillow just brushed past him.

"Come on. It wasn't that bad. You liked it last night. In fact you loved it! And don't you dare blame it on me!" Salman stands up, looking all smug.

Where did this Salman come from?

This Salman with the smug and I-don't-care-how-you-feel-cause-I-had-fun attitude. It's like a complete 360 degree turn.

Is this what our entire relationship was all about? So that one night I would get drunk and he could take the advantage?

Suddenly, I feel nauseated and feel like throwing.

He used me.

I pull my knees to my chest and wrap my arms around them pulling them close. The tears flow out like an open dam. My body trembling and shaking, as I feel like someone just stabbed a knife into my heart.

"Aditi." I hear Salman say. I look up at him through my blurry vision. He looks at me with an amused smile. He scooches closer and I move back.

"Aditi, nothing happened." he states.

I wipe the flowing tears with the back of my hands, "Stop it Salman. Please leave."

"Aditi, nothing happened. I was just messing with you." He gives me a guilty smile, "I knew you wouldn't remember anything. I couldn't let this fine opportunity go to waste, now could I?" he grins and I hiccup.

"Nothing happened?" I ask him again, feeling a little hopeful.

"I swear nothing happened." he tells me in a serious tone and I feel like a huge weight has been lifted off of my chest. He then crawls closer to me and I grab the other pillow from behind me and start hitting him on the head.

"HEY!" he covers his head and falls flat on his stomach.

"DON'T-YOU-EVER-DO-THAT-AGAIN!" I say each word with every blow.

"FINE! I WON'T! CUT IT OUT!"

I yelp as I feel Salman grab my waist and effortlessly lift me off and makes my lie down on my back. He then straddles me and snatches the pillow out of of hands.

"I can't believe you actually thought I would do such a thing to you." Salman say, his voice getting a little serious, "You know I respect your decision and would never ever do anything without your permission." He stares down at me, his brown eyes now of a darker shade.

"I'm sorry, you know how I am...I mean I just couldn't believe at first. And I started over thinking....." I sigh, "I love you Salman. I won't ever judge you again." I smile.

"I love you to infinity." he says before kissing my lips.

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