Forelsket means the euphoria you experience when you are first falling in love.
Beautiful isn't it??Dia's P.O.V.
We reach there a little late.
Because his highness decides to take a break at the bakery.
"We are going to a party, Aarav. There will be food."
He puts his arm around me and says to me in his preaching voice,
"Dia...my sweet little Dia,I want you to know there isn't anything in my world like too much food."
Yeah, So we reach there late and see Vivaan scowling at us.
Before they start their fight, I hear a song.
The one that Paari and I love.I snatch the tickets from Aarav.
I give the invites and a toothy smile to the guy who opened the door.We both waltz inside and start dancing.
I point at the two stunned boys and pull my finger in asking them to join us.We just jump around laughing, drinking and meeting new people.
Vivaan knows a lot of people here and he keeps introducing us to more and more people.
This goes on for quite some time.Then the moment comes.
You know the type you always think about.
The kind that makes something in you so happy that you can die? Like you can not think of one single sad thing.The we were infinite moment from perks of being a wallflower.
Paari and Vivaan are gone.
The song changes.
It's just not the drinks. Something about this whole evening makes me dazed. The house is definitely adding to effect. It feels like some magical mansion.I look gorgeous. There is this guy who I have a huge crush on and who has eyes only for me. I decide not to be ignorant or in denial anymore.
Aarav slowly spins me to him while shouting out something. I put my arms around his neck. I can't meet his eyes suddenly. I look at his chest and hope he gets atleast some of what I have been feeling.
He stops speaking.
I look up finally.
Matching my steps to his.
Moving my body with his.
Let my heart beat with his.
Remember the movies where the girl and boy stare at each other moving slowly, world in oblivion?
It feels nothing like that.
It feels like the world spins around me too fast and the crowd screams too loud. I realise feeling like this is very dangerous.
He pulls me closer and some part of me aches.
Ache for something that I missed for so long.
For something I never knew I had a need of.
I breathe too fast and I stare at him.
"Aarav."
I don't speak anything. I don't need to.
He knows.
Because he is right there with me.He just whispers.
"Shh. Keep dancing with me."
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