TJL#14# She Is The One

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Diya's POV

" I am asking you something, Diya. Where are you lost?" He asked me. I looked at him in horror.

" Are you going to answer me or not?" He asked me. I gulped.

" I... I wa...was going to have my lunch but before that you came here. So, I ... I just...umm..." I was trying to explain something lying.

" Why are you lying?" He asked me crossing arms over his chest.

" I am not lying." I said looking at him bravely and pouted.

" You are lying." He said.

" How do you know that?" I asked him narrowing my eyes at him totally forgetting I was talking with my boss.

" How do I know?" He asked me and looked straight into my eyes. I nodded farmly. I wanted to know. He raised one of his eyebrows and took steps towards me. I was shocked. I took two steps back and my feet touched the kitchen aisle. He stopped in front of me.

" You want to know?" He asked me bending over me and I leaned back.

He chuckled at this shaking his head and I felt my breath got stuck looking at this dashing as hell guy who was doing something to my heart which I was not known to. I was trying hard to save my heart from him but I was failing miserably. I was losing myself. I didn't want to lose myself but I was losing slowly. This guy standing in front of me was doing something in me which I was new to experience. I wasn't able to understand what should I do. I was totally confused. I wanted to save myself from a heart break but at same time I wanted to feel those unknown feeling which he was creating inside me. I wanted to be there. My heart was getting restless without those feelings.

" It's already evening, Ms. Goenka if you didn't notice. No one takes lunch in the evening. This why I can say you are lying and you didn't have any intention to have your lunch and medicine which is very very disappointing." He said the last line coldly. I gulped. " Speak up." He said again.

" I... I ...I do.. don't feel eating anything. I fe..feel vomiting. I threw u..up this mor... morning." I said.

" What!!!" He said and kept his knuckles on my forehead. I looked at him with widen eyes. His touch was creating some unknown stupid feelings inside me. He placed his palm to check my temperature properly.

" You don't have a fever." He said and I shook my head like a kid. "Just sit here." He said and hold me by my waist just made me sit on the kitchen aisle. I was shocked to even react at this. My jaw was hitting the ground. He took the kitchen apron and wore it. " What do you want to have?" He asked tying the apron behind.

I looked at him weirdly. Is he going to cook something for me!!! Really?!! My boss is going to cook something for me!! He is joking right!!! He is not serious or is he!!?

" Diya?" He turned to me and looked at me with a questioning look.

" Have I asked you something, Diya?" He asked me.

" Yes, sir." I said.

" Is that 'sir' my name?" He asked me.

" No, sir." I said looking at him.

" What's my name?" He asked.

" Mr. Axton." I said and he chuckled.

" Silly girl. That's my surname." He said. " What's my name?" He asked and my breath got stuck looking at him who was just smirking at me with an amusing look on his face.

" Umm.." I said and he looked at me deeply.

" That's not my name." He said. "What's my name, Diya?" He asked again. I stayed silent. " You don't remember?" He asked me. I looked at him without saying anything. " You really forget it?" He asked smirking at me. I shook my head.

" Then tell me what my name is." He said.

" N.. No.." I was trying. God!! Why is this too hard for me!!!

" How can no be someone's name?" He asked teasingly.

" I didn't say no. I am trying." I said.

" What's with trying? My name is not any Hebrew word that you forgot." He said and I looked at him irritatingly.

" You won't understand." I said.

" What's your name?" He asked me.

" Huh?!!" I was confused.

" What is your name?" He asked me.

" Diya." I said.

" Good. Diya has four letters so have my name. Why is that difficult for you?" He asked me.

" I know your name." I said.

" I still have doubt that you forgot my name. Here." He said and threw his phone towards me. " Google it. You will find it out." He said to me taking out some pasta. He started to cook it. I started to look at him. " Come on. Tell me if you could find it out." He said.

" I don't need to Google it. I know your name is Noel." I said and he looked up at the moment I said his name. He smiled.

" See, It wasn't hard." He said to me and I twisted my lips then looked away. He laughed at this. God!!! I was holding my breath looking at him.

Slow down you stupid organ. I scolded my heart.

" What's with that?" I asked him.

" What's with what?" He asked continuing cooking.

" With your name?" I asked.

" Call me by my name from now onwards." He said and the I choked on my coffee that I just had sipped.

" What!!?" I asked and he raised one of his eyebrows.

" Is there anything wrong?" He asked me.

" You want me to call you by your name?" I asked and he nodded.

" Even in office?!!" I asked him shocked.

" Yes." He said.

" It is not a good idea." I said and he turned to me.

" And why not?" He asked me.

" How can I call my boss by name?" I asked him.

" That's your question?" He asked me.

" Definitely." I said and looked at him seriously.

" You can call with your own voice." He said and laughed.

" What!!" I was shocked.

" Call me by my name, Diya. Is that clear?" He asked me and I shook my head. He glared at me and I nodded yes. He smiled.

" Hmm, good." He said looking at me. I saw something in his eyes which was new to me.