U And Me Will Always Be Together

Chapter 2

Santhosh was glad that he balanced himself from tripping and the next moment his heart beat fast as Rishika clutched onto him closer.

His arms around her waist and thighs, hers around his neck, her face under his neck and her breast soft against his chest. A shiver of pleasure ran down his spine..

He had dated many girls right from his high school but never felt the same. He stared at her bewildered while Rishika still shut her eyes in fear, not aware of the effect she had on him.

"Excuse me" someone's words brought him back from his state of trance.

He shook his head twice and looked around to find that now he was blocking other's way.

Soon he moved forward, holding her in his arms. Rishika, still in fear, did not open her eyes while a soft smile crept over his lips.

Finally clearing the lane, he looked down at Rishika in his arms. He bent his head down and whispered in her ears "Mam, may I have the honor of putting you down?" playfully. She was startled at his words in her ear.
She opened her eyes quickly to find him grinning at her.

No sooner did she find that her body is pressed hard against his,
she literally jumped out of his arms and glared at him.

"You....You.....Idiot..." she fumbled with words to shoot back at him, arranging her dupatta against her neck. She was so pissed off at herself apart from him.

Rishika, having studied in girls' school with all females around her, was never at ease with the opposite sex.

Even during her course at medicine, she closed herself in the world of books, and guys were off the point, for she only had one dream, dream of becoming a doctor.

 Santhosh, the other way round, was always surrounded by girls and used to female attention. Being a flirt, he was comfortable with girls around him but never shared a physical or emotional connection with any of them.

"What?" he asked irritated, when Rishika glared at him with her green eyes wide with anger. 'Why is she yelling at me? Afterall I helped her cross the lane. Isn't she supposed to thank me.' He thought to himself.

Rishika was fuming with anger and thanking him was just out of question.

"You picked me in your arms, that too without my consent and now ask me 'what'? How dare you even touch me?" she shouted at him, pointing her index finger at him.

"Excuse me. I only helped you to cross the lane, not that my hands itched to touch you. For your kind information, I would have done the same if there was anyone else in your place."

Santhosh shot back moving a step close to her.

"Helping, my foot!" Rishika was loosing her sanity when suddenly a thought crept in her mind.

She dragged Santhosh to a side holding his hand and said "Ok. You were here to help. Will you help her too?" pointing to an old lady walking with the help of a support, with a victorious smile over her lips.

He turned to look at the person whom Rishika was referring too. When he saw the old woman, he opened his mouth to speak something but couldn't speak as he saw something more interesting.

Rishika's jaw fell to her knees at the sight before her. The color drained from her face and she stared with her mouth open.

The old woman, whom she was pointing to, happily and easily crossed the lane within ten steps and that too in a couple of seconds and moved towards the market.

She tried to take in what she saw while he was busy struggling to control his laughter looking at her. "I won't help her" he whispered and burst into laughter "because she doesn't need it" he managed to complete the sentence.