Okay, so it's July, tests are coming up and my Indian parents are on my case telling me 24/7 to study. NOT! I am actually happy today. Why? Because my parents have just told me that we are all going on a 5 month trip to India! It's surprising. Usually around this time, I'd be forced to study all day.
"Ishika!"
That's my mom.
I go to the living room to see my mom, my older brother, Nikhil and my younger sister, Radha waiting for me.
"Yeah?"
"Have you got your bags ready? Your father's waiting downstairs." My mom asked.
I went back to my room to get my bags and off we went to the airport.
On the plane, I was sitting next to Nick, which is what me and Radha call Nikhil.
Nick fell asleep and put his head on my shoulder.
"Get off!" I shoved him off my shoulder and he woke up with a jolt.
"Hey! Don't embarrass me in front of the pretty ladies," he said, winking at the two girls, seated next to me who started giggling. I rolled my eyes.
Honestly, I have the most immature brother in the world. Nick may be two years older than me but it feels like he's two years old. At the moment I'm 24 years old and Nick's 26. Radha's 17 years old which is a bit of a age gap for us but she's like my best friend.
We are now landing in Mumbai. Please fasten your seatbelts.
When we landed, my Uncle Farhan was waiting for us. He took us to his house, which more or less looked like a palace. Then all the introductions started. Uncle Farhan, who was my dad's cousin, was married to Aunt Deepa. They had three children, Preeti, who was 28, Rahul who was 24 and Rohan, who was 18.
"Preeti, take Ishika and Radha to their rooms and Rohan, you can take Nikhil to his room," Deepa aunty called. I followed Preeti up to a room.
"Thank you didi," I said.
"No problem. Call if you need me," Preeti smiled and left with Radha.
The room was even bigger than my room at home, complete with its own bathroom and balcony!
After unpacking, I went downstairs. On the last step of the stairs, I tripped. But instead of the floor, I felt a strong, muscular body carrying me. I look up to see the hottest guy ever. He looked at me with chocolatey brown eyes and his hair was ruffled and I knew I was drooling. His arm was around my waist and my arm was around his neck. He helped me stand up. I was in awe! Who was this?
"Erm..hi.." I stammered.
"Hey." he said with a deep voice.
Before I could say anything else, Deepa aunty interrupted me.
"Ah Ishika! I see you've already met Rahul."
"Rahul?"
"Yes. Rahul, my son."
Hey everyone, thanks for taking the time to read this story as it is my first. Photos will be posted on next chapter starting with Nikhil and the girl on this chapter is a picture of Ishika (Anushka Sharma).
Also, credits to Indian Prince Charming, one of the stories here as My Love is Forever was inspired by it and also contains similar scenes to it. Please go read it :)
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My Love is Forever
RomanceWhen Ishika and her family goes to India for a trip, she thinks it's just a trip. But who knows? The story filled with love, family and tears also known as My Love is Forever.