Chapter 4- Wuthering Heights

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For the next five days we had been making out in different places. Listing all those five days and five places. One was her home, two was the backstage auditorium, three was a fake haunted house, four was behind the church and five was school's games room which was in ground floor area, the best place to make out. The fifth one was hell hot... Fortunately our capability of hiding secrets was same and we both were really good at it.

Today was our sixth day of craziness and I looked forward to see her. It was school holiday so I did not get to see her and she did not even contact. I sat hours in my room doing nothing and I was angry why did not she call? We are going to maintain our friendship that is what she said and whenever we meet, we just kiss and... I'm equally responsible. This sixth day was me talking to no one, so interesting. I am mostly the first one to call her, I won't today.

The next day was Sunday so I thought about going to her house but the possibility of being damned is high at the same time. I will take my chances and I was out of my home. I received a text from her. It said,

"Come at my aunt's house fast..."

Was she in trouble? I took my bike and I rushed to that place. I entered "Drashti!" I shouted. Another text came "I'm upstairs in the first room...please hurry up!" This place looked better and changed. I did not have much time to analyze so I ran upstairs. I came inside and I saw her. She was perfectly fine and before anything else all I know was that her lips were on mine. She kissed me and I kissed back. My hands were around her waist pulling her closer and her hands around my neck. The kiss grew hotter and intense. She traced her tongue across the bottom of my lips and when she was done I did the same. A rush of heat started in my chest and slowly spread throughout my body, reaching every last limb. She wrapped her legs around my waist with me helping her doing so but she broke the kiss. My left hand was on her butt while picking her up and moved towards the bed nearby. I took breaks from our kiss and breathed heavily so did she. I was on her and this time I took the charge and she let me. I broke our kiss and started loosening the buttons of my shirt. She helped me and when the buttons were opened she kissed me on my chest tracing my neck to my gut. I moaned and she breathed heavily. She was up and her legs around my waist again while mine rested on the bed. I slightly zipped down the back of her black frock dress. Her half dress fell on bed. "Hmm..." she breathed and licked my nipples. I kissed her bringing her head up. I opened the hooks of her bra while I forgot to throw it away. I kissed her even harder, my hands tangled in her hairs. She did

my job of throwing that bra away. I pulled her closer to me and are upper parts of body were exposed to each other. The low lights coming in the room, her eyes watched me for a second. I kissed her neck and my kissing continued till I reached her chest. I kissed her breasts and licked them; I circled the sides of her breasts. She moaned. She was going to open my jeans but I stopped her.

"What?" she asked softly and innocently. "I don't want that so fast...I mean not now." I closed my eyes and buried my face on her chest. She caressed my neck "How do you fight the feelings?" I looked at her and took the strands of her hairs falling on her shoulder behind. "How do you when I refuse?" her beautiful eyes looked down and she looked in my eyes again,

"You turn me off so I'm able to fight it but how do you do it?"

I can't answer those questions to anyone except her.

"Whenever it's any kind of relation I go to the edges but whenever it's time to jump from the cliff I back out... It's not that I'm a coward but–."

Her beautiful emerald eyes were staring me and her lips partly open. I kissed her lips and stopped to look at her then I kissed again. "Say something..." I watched her and caressed her face.

"I think it's my time to go..." she stood up and her breasts exposed to me; she bent down and found her bra. She quickly wore them and got dressed up in a minute or two. I just kept watching her but I never moved from my position. "Want to stay here, Dev?" she watched me and pouted a bit. Her pout was natural I understood. I got up and got dressed just as fast as her. So cold, why?

"I don't mind staying here but you would have to be there with me too." I looked at her and smiled but she did not. Suddenly I wanted to hug instead of kissing her; I wanted her to sleep in my arms instead of making out with her and I realized that I wanted to be in love with her. But, I can't be in love with anyone until I know they love me. Yeah, I have this problem.

She gracefully walked with full poise and smiled. Both of our hands were close to each other as we walked downstairs but both us never tried to hold each other's hands. I wanted to hold her hands but I was not sure. Coming back to the door of the house we turned to each other. "When we were moving downstairs did you feel something?" she sighed. "I wanted to hold your hands and you also wanted that right?" I looked at her.

She smiled widely and got out of the house and I came behind her. She locked the door. She was starting to go when I called out "Reflection!" she turned and smiled "Reflection, indeed."

How did I forget? She was my reflection and she will always be my reflection, the reflection of my soul.  

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