Hardik Pandya Imagines✔

Moving In. 🏡

I’ve always been a risky person and one who often acts before even thinking of what the hell it is I’m doing. It’s just who I am so it kind of explains what I was doing here in Mumbai with luggage piece after luggage piece. I had literally packed up everything I owned and traveled the miles to get here. Hardik had no clue I was here and that was what I was most nervous about.

It was unclear what made me think it was a good idea to pick up my life and move here without even giving my boyfriend the slightest clue I had made a plan to do that. My friends had called me crazy for thinking it was a good idea to just pack up and go without Hardik ’s approval first but I knew him, or at least hoped I knew him as well as I thought, and I didn’t expect him to just shun me away.

Maybe it would be a pleasant surprise, right?

We had always talked about living together and I often fantasized about it. I thought of what it would be like to come home every night, or at least when he was in town, to him waiting on me and vice versa. It was every girl’s dream to fall in love and spend every waking moment with that person.

I had accomplished a part of my dream already but I needed more. I hated being in a long distance relationship with Hardik . The visits were so rare and I found myself missing him in a painful way.

So why not make the jump and move? I had been using statements like that to make my decision sound reasonable though I knew deep down it wasn’t. There was that chance he wouldn’t be too happy about my random choice and then what was I supposed to do? I had no family or friends here besides him. I had packed up everything to be here with him.

I grew far more nervous when I got to his home. I knew he was home due to our text conversation so it wasn’t as if I could put the conversation off much longer. I kept my belongings in the car, knowing it would be overwhelming if I popped up with a ‘Hi’ and all the clothes I owned dragging behind me.

My steps were deliberately slow to keep me from reaching his door but once I was there, I still couldn’t bring myself to knock. My heart was beating a mile of minute as I tried to take deep breaths. Why was I so stupid to think this was a good idea?

I was startled when the door began to open and there stood Hardik, a shocked expression displayed on his face. “Wh-what are you doing here?” he stuttered.

I began to talk quickly, my words running together as they often did when I was nervous. “I had this crazy idea that I should…” I bit my lip and paused, afraid to carry on as we still stood outside. “Can I come in? I think this is a conversation for us to have inside.”

He now looked nervous as well, like he was afraid of what I was going to say. “Yeah sure.” He turned back around and led me inside, shutting the door behind us. “I hope my reaction didn’t throw you off too much. I’m just really surprised to see you here. You didn’t even tell me you were coming.” He grabbed me before I could take a seat, pulling me into his chest and kissing my lips sweetly and then quickly checking if Krunal was around .

“I’m happy to see you too.” I looked up into his sparkling eyes, my hands resting on his chest. I wanted to just continue as we were without me having to mention while I was really here. Maybe I should just play it off as if I’m just coming to visit…

No, that wouldn’t be right. Besides, I had already left my life at home behind. There was no way I could return to it now without jumping over quite a few backward hurdles.

“There’s a reason I came here though and it wasn’t just to see you. Can you sit for a minute?” His eyebrows furrowed in confusion and he reluctantly let go of me and headed off to the sofa.

Hardik had a way of thinking the worst of things so I could only imagine what was running through his head right now. “You aren’t going to tell me you’re breaking up with me, right?” he belted out. I chuckled, realizing his mind was already going off the deep end. “No, Hardik .”