Highest rank: 43# in short story
"Harshad", I began
He looked straight into my eyes.
"He is no more in my life"
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She was the only girl he loved while she had lost the guy she loved.
The only simil...
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Damn! Such a breathtaking scene. Beautiful garden and handsome man, how romantic I wondered.
"Hey, where are you lost?", he asked bringing me to my senses.
"Umm, nowhere. Hello", I said and cleared my throat. Heck, why am I so nervous.
"Do you even remember me?", he asked along with a soft chuckle.
Remember? Seriously? I have even dreamt about you.
"Of course, I do. You had asked me really hard questions that day", I reminded him.
"I am so sorry Deeksha", not again, why does he take my name? He is making this extremely hard for me.
"That's alright. So, how is life going?", I asked, such a cliched question.
"Are you okay? You seem uncomfortable", he asked making an eye contact.
I started looking everywhere except him. Twisting my fingers, racing heartbeats, everything made it so obvious.
"Yeah, I mean no, I am fine", I stammered. "Okay, guess what, I am nervous too", he laughed. "Oh please, you must be pretty popular among girls", I said teasing him.
"Don't worry, If I want you, never worry about who wants me", he said which made go numb.
Oh, my...
What am I supposed to infer?
Does he like me? or Is he flirting with me?
I didn't know what you reply
"It's getting late. I think we should leave", I stuttered trying to hide my blush. And we started walking. But I wanted to stay back. Never before I had felt this for a guy. We exchanged our numbers before leaving.
"Could this night be more adventurous?" I thought. Meeting Nikhil, a calm walk with him and his beautiful words. I went to sleep with a big smile on my face.
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Nikhil made the world a better place to stay. Mornings would start with his dreams and nights seemed more beautiful after talking to him.
My parents knew about us and never showed any objections, maybe because they wanted me to marry him and that was exactly what I wanted too. I was drowned in my thoughts when my phone beeps.
"What is my girl doing?"
Even with his single text, he managed to send tingles all over my body. He had not proposed to me yet but both of us knew that we liked each other.
