They both were driving to lavanyas house to talk. They both didn't talk much in the car. Arnav was focused on the road and khushi was worried about the reaction of everybody. Now after 8 years they found back to eachother, she didn't want to loose him again. She imagined a happy life with ayaan and arnav in shantivan.
                              Ayaan would go to school and Arnav would go to work the whole day. Khushi would stay at home and pick ayaan up from school. In the evening she would cook dinner for them. And after they finish the dinner khushi would help ayaan with his homework while arnav would work on his laptop. When ayaan finished his homework arnav would play with him or watch a disney movie.
                              Khushis thoughts were disturbed by his voice.
                              "Khushi ?"
                              Khushi looked at him. Arnav gave her a smile.
                              "Are you okey?" 
                              "Haan.." she said and looked out of the window.
                              Arnav knew she was worried. He didn't wanr to see her in worry or pain. He just wants his khushi to be happy. He promised to himself to be a good father for ayaan and the best husband for his khushi. 
                              "Khushi.." says arnav again.
                              "Haan arnav ji?" She looked at him.
                              Arnav focused on the streets.
                              "What would you do if i tell you that i just.."
                              He looked at her.
                              "..used you for last night?" 
                              Khushi first felt nervous. But then she saw the smirk on his lips as his eyes got back to the street. She gave him a devil smirk and looked out of the window.
                              "Maybe i also just used you.."
                              Arnav raised his eyebrow. 
                              "What?" He turned his head to her and saw her smiling. 
                              "I would have killed you raizada."
                              Arnav smiled and looked back to the street.
                              "Yeah right, you can't do that gupta."
                              Khushi looked at him and then said.
                              "Trust me.."
                              Arnav looked at her.
                              "I can do that." Said khushi with a serious face.
                              Arnav looked at her scared and khushi looked away. Arnav thought for a second and looked back at her.
                              "Khushi? You..really?"
                              Khushi looked at him.
                              "Like...really?" He asked again and focused on the street.
                              "Did you use me ?"
                              "No!" Said arnav straight out.
                              Khushi nodded. 
                              "Good. Then why are you so afraid?"
                              "Well i just..i never tought you could do that.."
                              "Don't worry arnav ji..i'll never kill you. Cause if i would kill you, then even i would d-"
                              "Shut up." Arnav cut her off.
                              "You know i don't like to talk about death."
                              "I'm sorry." Said khushi and kissed his cheek.
                              "And by the way..since you started acting and getting dressed modern. I want you to call me arnav and not arnav ji. It sounds better."
                                      
                                   
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Ae Dil Hai Mushkil - ARSHI
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