How will you act when you find that your parents have decided that you should see a boy without even consulting? Well Amara has some other plans....
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(Well I suck at descriptions, so just check this out!!!)
#149 in Ama...
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I was told (by my sweet mom) to stay in the kitchen until she calls me and to bring the tea (made by her) for the boy's family and to serve the boy first. And if I didn't do what was told to me then she will have my head... Literally.
As soon as my name is called, I close Wattpad on my phone and do as told by my mom and enter the living room.
The boy's parents are sitting opposite to my parents, Neha is sitting on the single sofa with Naisha (a/n:I realised I didn't gave a name to her niece 😁) and the boy is sitting opposite to her on the love couch such that his back is facing me.
He is... Well built, wearing a light blue shirt pairing with brown pants, has a tattoo on his back which I have seen somewhere and... is tying his laces.
I smile shyly towards his parents (obviously acting) and take a cup of tea for him. As I stood in front of him, he tied his laces and faces upward so that he is seeing me and I felt like my whole world stopped for a while because....
Because the boy I am staring at is the same stranger/hottie with whom I have....
Suddenly the cup of tea is weighting like a ton and my hands started shaking. A flash of recognition also passes his dark chocolate brown eyes and he is also star struck like me. The cup fells from my hands and lands on his shirt.
I realised what happened and suddenly starts panicking ans started saying sorry's to him while trying to wipe the stain off from his shirt with paper napkins but I don't why instead of bring hurt by hot tea, he smiles.
My father clear his throat and tells its fine it happens and tells me to take him to my brother's room so that that I could give him a spare shirt. Having no choice, I lead the way and he follows me.
Whole way towards my brother's room, neither of us says a thing. I opened the door for him to enter first. My breath hitched as his arm touches my body. He observes the room while I regain my breath and moved to the closet to get him a shirt.
Quickly taking a shirt, I went to the room only to find it empty. The running of water leads me to him. There he is, standing in the bathroom with all his glory and rinsing the stain in wash basin. My eyes betray me and shamelessly checks his lean figure.
"You know it's not right to check someone out behind their back" stranger/hottie comments still rinsing while making me blush from embarrassment.
"Sorry? " I said but it stands out more as a question. Get a grip and don't let him confuse you my subconscious told me.
" You know usually when I have a fling, I am the one who left people note saying that 'I had a great time' but for the first time I was left on the bed with a note saying 'sorry, have to go' . To say, I was highly impressed by a girl, who didn't told me her name, had one night stand with me, left me alone in the morning with a note! "he chuckles.
" First, everything happens for the first time; second, People? And third, why were you impressed? " I asked him while crossing my arms.
He turned around so that he was facing me." First, I agree with your statement; second, I mean women and third, I am impressed because what I already told you and that you are same girl who I was supposed to meet.'' he says, his eyes filled with amusement.
"You are saying as if I knew you are the boy I was supposed to meet " I said." Btw did you knew that I was she girl you were supposed to meet yesterday when we met? " I asked.
" No. I didn't know who I was going to meet. In fact, I had already decided to reject her but now... I am not so sure " he said truthfully.
" Why? " I asked shockingly.
" Because I was going to find you after I left from here " he says by taking out the same note I had left him this morning." I have a friend of mine who came find info about anyone just by appearance and few other things like handwriting " he says by waving the note to emphasis 'handwriting'.
" Why did you wanted to find me? "I asked.
" Because you are the most amazing woman I've ever met apart from my mother. When you danced in that club, there was something that made me attracted towards you. After I spend the night with you, I realised that you are not like other girls. You don't care about what people think about you. You're funny, sarcastic, loves your family very much even if they do something you don't like, you enjoy eating gol gappa (Indian famous Street food) , you love dancing, and there are many other things I like about you but with that dumbfounded expression I will shut my mouth. " he says grinning widely at my expression which I wipe out immediately.
" I don't know whether I am ready for a relationship or not" I said truthfully after regaining myself.
"And why is that? "he asks.
Should I tell him? I asked myself.
You shouldn't who knows what he can do my brain answers
Tell him, he has given you many reasons why you should tell him my heart contradicts.
" Long story short, I was relationship with someone for more than 2 years but found him cheating on me... So I've never trusted on being in a relationship " I tell him the truth.
He stares at me but doesn't say anything. Taking a deep breath, he comes to me slowly and stands in front of me " I don't know how you feel, but I do know that I won't do anything like that to you ever because I know how precious you are which that douchebag doesn't know and I am grateful that he showed his true colours or else I wouldn't have met you" he says and places his hand on my cheek wiping a traitor known as tear and places his forehead on mine. "I know this.. " waving his hand between us "... is new for you. But I want to try this" he says to me.
I stare in his eyes finding them to be pleading to me. I don't have any words to respond to his huge monologue...
You do know how... My heart tells.
I take her advise and kissed him to respond to every single word of his monologue.
We broke the kiss but didn't move from our places.
"You know I just realised that we have met each other yesterday, we have danced, we have got drunk, we have pranked people, we have slept together and we meet today again, but I still don't know your full name "
He chuckles and move back to raise his hand." Hi, I'm Aman Rastogi. May I owe the pleasure to know the name of this beautiful lady? "he asks.
" You may. Hi I'm Amara Gupta. It's a pleasure meeting you " I told him smilingly.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Ding! Ding! Ding! I finally Completed one story. I know, I know it's short but that's the thing about short stories, they are way cuter than normal stories.
I have given this one an open ending (being mostly inspired from other short stories).
