The Broken One (Dark) (✔)

And so we met like this......

Hai Saaz tu, tera tarz main
tu hai dava aur marz main
Dildaar tu..Khudgarz main
Hai Geet tu...tere lafz main
tu hai duaa aur farz main
Aazaad tu aur karz main

I was amazed when I and Bihaan was welcomed by a soothing voice. I looked at Bihaan who was shocked more than being amazed. Dhruv smirked at our dumbstruck, expressionless faces.

"Bha...bhai" it was hard for Bihaan to utter. I don't know why. Dhruv smirked lifting up his eyebrows. I looked at both the brothers who were sharing some secret with their expressions. "What had you thought?" Dhruv laughed switching off the recorder. Wait.... This is Bihaan's voice!! Yes I... I do remember he sings well. But he used to hide it from the world. How come Dhruv knows about it? "Yes Bihaan" Dhruv's smirk interrupted in between my chain of thoughts. "All your songs are leaked out. Media and your fans are getting crazy to see the person behind the voice." Dhruv declared hugging the shocked Bihaan. "What!!!" I asked reflexively. "Yes Thapki. This man thinks I don't know him." He laughed. "But I know about your singing. And its time to create your own identity Bihaan" said Dhruv patting his shoulder.

"I'm excited to reveal about you...." Dhruv said happily. Bihaan's nervousness was easily visible. "Congratulations Bihaan" I hugged him as tighter as I could. "Come on Bihaan you deserve it" Dhruv encouraged him.
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Time has passed and today this is our engagement day. Guests already started to arrive at Pandey Nivas. And there's standing my Bihaan.... My fighter. I feel to laugh hard when he feels uneasy around his crazy girl fans. This all is very new for him. And so for me. He had faced a lot. Media although doesn't knows about it and no one of us are willing to tell them.... About my Bihaan. The Broken One.

And there's my Di who's being disturbed by Dhruv while she's attending the guests. Both the brothers are flirty I must say. Maa, and Vasu Aunty, also my Maa. I'm blessed.

"Woo" a voice scares me. But before I turn I find my eyes close by the pressure of a hand. "Bihaan what happened?" I hiss fuming at him. "Shh... Chuk chuk gadi. Come with me" I can sense how much he was enjoying the worry me. He drags me I don't know where. "Go to your fan girls!!" I tease him. "Shh" He hisses.

We finally reach. And suddenly he disappears from around me. I open my eyes to analyse the place. "THANK YOU CHUK CHUK GADI" the front wall is decorated by all our pictures. I don't know when my eyes fills at the edge blurring my vision. "Shh..." He hisses slipping his hand on my belly and his stubble cheeks on my neck. "No tears today" He continues giving a heart shaped balloon. I turn to him accepting it as faster I can. "My Hero" He kisses my cheeks. The soft rose petals starts falling on me.

Hai Saaz tu, tera tarz main
tu hai dava aur marz main
Dildaar tu..Khudgarz main
Hai Geet tu...tere lafz main
tu hai duaa aur farz main
Aazaad tu aur karz main

He sings sitting on on his knees towards me. Offering a dance. I slip my hand on his inviting ones.

Hai shaam tu, tareef main
Tu chain hai, taqlief main
Tujhse mila to paa liya
Har cheez main
Hai khwab tu taabeer mein
Maana tujhe tabeer main
Maana tujeh taqdeer mein
Tera hua is bheed mein, is bheed mein

He rotates me softly holding me up in his soft embrace. I'm the happiest I can feel.

Ha teri meherbani
Ke andheron se hum muqar gaye
Hai teri meherbani
ke din jaane hi hum sanwar gaye

A tear escapes out of his eyes... Must be recalling his past. "Shh" I wipe his tears. "Thapki... Thank you for bringing an unnoticeable smile on my face.... Whenever I was........" He sighs in pain. "No Bihaan. Nothing about past now." I wipe his tears again. I lift up my feet to reach to his lips and my hands around his neck. His hands on my waist caressing my back. He closes his eyes and I, mine to feel the smooch our passionate lips are up to. I hug him tighter and he too.

"Thapki, Bihaan" Di's voice interrupts in between. And we both detach ourselves killing the arose passion in us. "Where are you both?" she asks. "Coming" I reply from inside the room. Bihaan isn't ready to leave my hand. "Thapki... Come fast" Di says entering inside the room but thankfully someone calls her and she leaves asking me to be fast. I nod in nervousness while Bihaan controls his laughs. "What's so funny?" I fume gifting him few punches on his arms.

We both leaves the room while fighting when a voice from back interrupts. "Ma'am" a reporter. We turn to her. "Sir... I... I'm your big fan" she says making Bihaan uneasy. I smirk at him. He looks so cute while blushing!! "Thank you" replies hesitated Bihaan leaving me and her. "Sir, ma'am please can I ask for a small interview?" she asks and we both denies leaving her with bundle of questions.

"Ma'am please." she runs beside us. "Ma'am, Sir. See I don't have any Mike or cameras. I just want to know about you. Can I?" She's insisting a lot so I agreeably nodded while Bihaan wasn't feeling to tell anything about his past. Holding his hand I gesture him blinking my eyes to face it off. He throws a smile, uneasy one. I grip his hand tighter. "Yes ask." I order to the reporter. "Ma'am I want to know about how you both started. I had heard that you are very supportive to him. Can you share with me?" she pleads. I and Bihaan smiles thinking about our journey from misunderstanding to friendship and then to healing and.... Today. He looks at me and I at him, touching his forehead against mine, we both giggles saying ".....So... We met like this....".

❤THE END❤
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Thanks is really a small word for the beautiful support you provided me.

Do you know guys, I felt different here after knowing that you all had written many things before this. I'm actually not a writer. I never ever in my life had ever been written anything. This is my first experience on TU and then here, on Wattpad. I never had imagined even that my writings could get such beautiful support.

Then soon I realised that it wasn't my writings but was the characters I included in my story. Just imagine this story replacing Thahaan by some other characters, no Tpk, nothing. Then I would never have gotten you people ❤ and I had accepted it since very far away. And my myth that I can write has vanished much earlier, I'm actually glad about it 😂 (btw I'm still here to torture you all with my another story 😝😂)

About the characters I would say that

Bihaan is my all time favourite character. In this story I showed him quite useless for everyone and for himself too. Yes the person who'll face this much would be probably behave like this. He wasn't week but was strong to fight.

Bauji's character didn't represent that he's a gay or something (lol). Actually these type of maniac peoples are actually present around us. See if a girl is being assaulted she's affected but if a boy is assaulted then he's broken, this is a fact. That's what I tried to show through the story.

Thapki, I hated her in Tpk. Here she was much like me... A super hero who can heal anyone (at least can imagine!! 😂😂)
I mean a girl usually thinks of a man saving her from all the troubles. (don't deny this is the fact😋) I tried to be unlike other stories, Girl saved boy here.

The reason I always say that I'm worst at romance is this story only 😂. You can sense how my love stories would be!! Umm... shattered, devastated, sad, sorrowful, and THE BROKEN ONE types. 😅

Apart from all these I really hope (I don't know why 😅) you enjoyed it. Well I enjoyed it a lot. I mean I'll miss you all ❤

And lastly, I didn't wanted to hurt anyone of you. I'm really sorry if I ever did 🙏. Once again THANK YOU VERY MUCH for facing my tortures 😂

Love you loads ❤