Stay a little longer with me

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I choose you and I will choose you over and over and over. Without pause, without a doubt, in a heartbeat. I will keep choosing you

i looked at the mehndi which is as dark as it could be. I never know that time would go like this. My wedding days seems to be like seconds for me.

I glanced at the clock that wrote 4:00 am. I took the hone and again took the last message I have gotten from Om- "Now just few hours for me to wake up seeing you rather than your good morning text"

I look towards my legs which is a little yellowish because of haldi.

'Hi!' Om greeted me and I entered the car. 'Where is Ani di?' I enquired to him. He had told me that he would accompany with Ani di and we both would go and meet the designer.

I was going to ask him again when I felt his lips against mine. I had forgotten the question and was kissing him hungrily back. I parted only when I felt him tug at my salwar. I heard him groan when I lifted myself away from him. It felt a moment for me to regain my breathe when I felt Om's face in my neck. His hot breathe fanning my neck. 'I missed you so much!' his muzzy voice brought me back from my desire land. 'Me too!' I told him as my hands hold the bunch of hair and unconsciously tried to pull him closer to me.

Our making out was broken with the loud ringing of Om's phone. U heard Om saying a loud curse while he ick his hone. 'O. Where are you? We all are waiting for you' It was Rudy bhaiyya who had called since we had lost time making out.

'It's just a few days after we both will be free from this interruption, after you will be mine forever as Mrs.Omkara Singh Oberoi!' he said imbibing on my ear lobes. 'I am forever to be yours!' I replied to him.

Om was grouchy since he hated taking dresses and taking part in all these functions.

I looked at Bade bhaiyya as he smeared the turmeric paste on both my cheeks. I and Bhavya was sitting on one side while a yellow cloth was placed in between me and Bhavya from Rudy bhaiyya and Om. We all was in the hall of Oberoi Mansion where the function is taking place.

I can see a blur image of Om who is dressed in a cream kurta and pants. Bhavya have worn a yellow lehenga while I also wore the same but mine had a red embroidery.

After a few teasing and the OBros had played haldi holi, I was going towards my room to remove the haldi when I was pulled towards a dark room. To say I was really frightened, I am still scared of sudden things after Daksh was once in my life.

I was going to scream when I recognized the person. 'Om, what are you doing?' I asked him shocked and mentally taking a relief. 'Don't you think that I should apply some haldi on my fiancée?' he asked me smirking. 'There is no haldi left!' I pushed Om as he came towards me. This man has become a so...so romantic!

I was going away from him when I felt something cold on my waist. It took a moment for me to realize that it was turmeric paste. My mouth formed a perfect 'O' but before I could respond back, I was pinned to the wall.

I was drown in the deep brown orbs and I couldn't respond back since I was like I was held captive by those eyes. Om's hands went towards my neck which slowly went towards my chest area covering the place with haldi. Smearing both his hands with turmeric Om pulled me towards him and rub his hands on my back. 'I desire to be with you, I have missed you those days. I feel lonely when I cant see you. I am obsessed with you, fascinated with you, infatuated with you. I hunger for your taste, your smell, the feel of your soul touching mine' Om told me breathlessly 'Kiss me!' I told him breathlessly which gave me back a hot and passionate kiss from Om.

Om smirked at my chaos state. 'Just a few more days after that your whole body will be my canvas!' Om whispered in my ears leaving me there blushing profusely.

'Akh lad jaave....saree rath neend na aave...' I was humming the song which was going to be the song for the sangeet which is going to happen in less than an hour. I preferred to wear a royal blue lehenga with golden net while Om wore a kurta of same color and all our dresses were designed by Manish Malhotra.

Sangeet was something which I loved a lot. 'Gauri, the truth is that I am a bad dancer so make sure that no one get me indulged in the ceremony' Om had ordered me to make sure that no one goes towards him and make him participate in dance

I and Rudy bhaiyya rock the floor with Akh ladd jaave while he and Bhavya later danced on jeene laga hoon. Priyanku and Ranveer danced on Sanu Ek pal while Bade bhaiyya and Anika bhabhi danced on janam janam while the elder couples danced on jag ghoomeya. Me, Bhavya, Ani di and Shivika danced on cutie pie and seeing Shivi dance was amazing!

'Now it's the main couple!' before Om could say something, we both were pushed to the dance floor.

Before I could say something 'dil diyan gallan' played and Om started dancing with me. I was in a daze when Om danced with me and it broke only when people applauded for our dance. 'How was it?' Om was hell nervous and I know that from his voice. 'You were amazing!' I told him pecking his lips lightening his mood.

Teasing! Doesn't that thing have an end? 'I can't even believe my brothers got hitched like this!' priyanku said. Both I and Bhavya were already red and that added to be more.

I and Bhavya was sitting with the mehendi ladies while our family was teasing us. 'What should i write the name?' the mehendi lady asked. 'Omkara' I told her shyly...

I was pinned to the wall and Om was hovering in front of me. His eyes filled with passion. 'You look beautiful as always!' Om said throuwing my sangeet dress's duppatta away. I was going towards the venue when Om had once again abducted me towards a secluded corner. 'Omkara!' I shrieked when I felt his hands edging near my knot of lehenga skirt. 'It's Om and I prefer you to call me that!' he said taking the hand away brushing it through my waist.

'Om!' I corrected the lady! My mehndi was darker than I thought and I couldn't help but blush remembering a certain long-haired man.

My door room clicked open and Om opened the door and look a bit surprised seeing me wide awake at the early morning hour. She soon smiled and caressed my face.

I looked at myself in the mirror. I am not able to recognize myself, all dressed up like a bride in such a red dress.

'Are you ready?' Dad asked me. 'Yes, always for him' I replied to my dad and he kissed my hairs in reply.

'I just can't believe that I am going to be in such a position today, dad!' I told him after taking a deep breathe. 'I thought my life ended the day I met Daksh but...' my voice trailed off and soft sobs escaped my lips.

'It's ok, princess!' Dad hugged me. 'Look what you have done to your make up?' Mom scolded me gently as she wiped her own tears. 'Now my daughter is not just a girl, she is Omkara's woman so she needs to be strong like that' Mom told me firmly. 'And If anyone does then...' she asked 'Ek jhaa mein diwar pe satadenge!' I and papa said and we three hugged and smiled.

'Baarat aagayi....' Our moment was broken when priyanku shout and Mom and Dad to welcome them and I stood near the window to see Om....