YOURS - A Darshan Raval Fanfiction

Favor

It's been a whole month. I've started my new semester in university. Darshan just released his new song some days ago and as always it has already gained millions of views. People are loving it.
And to be very honest, it really is Magnificent. The way he poured down his emotions through the song, the lyrics and the tune is fantastic. I've been listening to it whole day. It's like I can't even concentrate on any other songs except this now.

His birthday is next week. & I was super confused for a long time as in what to gift him and what not. Obviously it's not possible for me to meet up his expenses while buying gift. So I've finally decided to give him something handmade; mostly because he loves handmade things.
I've made a photo diary where I'll include all of our pictures from the beginning till now; also some written messages which will include our inner jokes and secret code words.
I've always wanted it but it'd be kind of clićhe if I make something like this for myself. So eventually decided on giving it to him. It doesn't matter who keeps it. Mainly what matters most is to hold all our memories together.

I come out if the daze by the phone ringing. Surprisingly it's him. "Heyyy! Is everything alright?", I ask immediately after receiving the call. He has called after almost a week as he was busy all week with promotions.

"Yes yes, everything is fine. But you need to come here by tomorrow", comes his reply. "But your party is  a week later", I ask the obvious. "Not for the party. I mean for the party of course. But I need a favor from you before", he says the last part in a pleading tone. Well, that's new. It has to be something serious.

"Can I know what favor you need from this gareeb insaan", I say in a dramatic voice slightly mocking him. "Stop with that. Actually my birthday is next week. So.." he starts but I interrupt him. "Oh I didn't know really!", I state rolling my eyes.

"Shut up and let me finish!", he shots irritated. "Okay okay. Go on", I surrender. "Okay, so I thought it'd be the proper time to take a new turn in our relationship. And so I'll be proposing Dhriti on my birthday", he finishes.

I stay silent for a while. "But how do you need a favor from me in it? You've already decided", I say slightly. Something rising up inside me. But I can't quite decipher if it's anger or pain.

"Yeah that's why I need the favor. I want you to go shopping with me & help me find the proper ring for her. I thought on taking Chinmay at first. But his knowledge towards these things doesn't even come as close as mine. So that'd be useless. I need a girl's help & you're the only one I've got rn", he finishes.

A part of me says make an excuse and get out of it. But I can't do that to him. Also it's not like he'll leave me this easily if I don't agree.

"Okay", I reply finally. "What okay? You're coming right? I've already sent a car at your place, it'll take you to the airport. You'll be given your ticket once you reach. So just get ready ASAP and come", he states casually while my eyes are widened with his whole planning.
"How? I mean why did you already send a car? What if I wouldn't agree to go?", I ask.

"The driver has the order to kidnap you if you don't come on your own. Although I have faith on my ability. I knew I'd be able to convince you. After all I'm that charming", there he says it boasting his ego. Now I have the sudden urge to punch him on that beautiful face of his. But I keep silent instead of saying anything.

"Now stop thinking about my charming self and start packing. The car probably would reach any moment now. I'll call you later. Bye", he adds. "Bye", I whisper & hang up.

The irony! It seems like a poor joke. The image of Darshan kneeling down in front of her holding her hand keeps coming back in my mind and I try to push it back harder each time.
My mind could give me a break for a while. I'll have to watch it in a week anyway.
So why torture me now with it? Can't the world give me a break from all these? I know my place, then why keep taunting me with it? I punch the wall beside me. And the pain spreads through my knuckles. It feels good in a way. The physical pain mending the inner one slightly.
But I won't break down. I've created the upper shell and made myself like this with a lot of afford and I won't let it crack.