(A/N: Okay, so this is now a six-shot, all thanks to your lame writer, who's gotten obsessed with the cliché storyline of this book. I really hope you guys like this. Vote if you like it, comment the lines you like or probably even scenes, and share this story. It'll make me happy. Thanks. ❤️ I love you guys.)
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We woke up before everyone else and I helped Nandini sneak out of my room without any problems. It was time for us to leave. I went to take a shower.
All I could think of, was Nandini. Last night, I gifted her a ring, for our wedding. Our night together, it was probably the best thing that ever happened to me, to us. I smiled to myself as I stood under the shower.
I wrapped a towel around my waist and stood in front of the bathroom mirror. I playfully ruffled my wet hair, biting my lip, and smiled. I stepped out of the bathroom, flexing my muscles.
"Abey oye, kahan tha tu raat bhar? Room main aaya?" I gaped at him for a moment, to recollect when that scene happened. After Nandini, I couldn't even think of anything else.
"Haan... Tu so raha tha. Tab aaya." I adjusted my sleeves, rolling them up a bit.
"Kahan tha?" I tried to just avoid that question. It wasn't the time for me to reveal the whole marriage thing. Cabir ain't that understanding.
"Bas aise hi. Okay come, let's get done with breakfast, we have to leave also na?" I hit his back, signaling him to join along.
"Ruko, nahake aata hu main." Cabir went off to take a shower. I slid my phone out of the charger and send her a cute little message.
*Manik: Hi! 😃*
She immediately clutched her vibrating phone and slid it under the blanket with her, smiling.
*Nandini: Good Morning, Husband! 😘*
I flushed and smiled. I could literally picture her face right in front of me.
*Manik: Aaj bada pyaar aa raha hai?*
*Nandini: Ab toh pati ban gaye ho na, issliye. ❤️*
*Manik: Oh... aisa... teek hai. Breakfast karli?*
*Nandini: Abhi tak uthi nahi! 😓*
"Chal ab." The door clicked open and Cabir stormed out and caught me smiling. "Track clear ho gayi kya? Itna kyu muskura raha hai?" He smirked. I rolled my eyes and jumped off the bed, after sending a 'be right back' message to her. I got my suitcases packed and rolled them close to the door. Cabir followed, locking the room.
Just then, Nandini's room door clicked open and Navya popped out. Navya and Cabir were sort of startled to see each other, why not, they were like in a not-so-secret relationship. It was ironic of me to say that, because Nandini and I had gone beyond that.
Nandini came her way to close the door and my eyes fell on her. She was dressed in a casual baby pink salwar, without her dupatta, half-sleepy.
"Hey!" I waved hysterically and she heard my voice, gleaming through her ears. She smiled and gasped a little sound.
"Hi." As soon as she registered two men were standing on the other side of the door, she slid behind the door, embarrassed.
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Like A Love Song
Short StoryTwo strangers meet each other on an expedition. Two persons, with two different intentions and ambitions, find a trail of roses along their path. 7 days, make their lives beautiful. What happens after that? Like A Love Song. A five-shot story. ©...