Perennial Love

12. Is This A Joke?

A/N

Hey people!

Here is the next chapter and I am so sorry for the delay. Was really caught up by the personal work and all.

But since I am late, I gave a chotu sa, sweet sa surprise in this chapter. Do read it and enjoy reading!

Let me know your views!

(Edited- 30-07-2020)

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Swayam's POV

I am panicked as I don't know what to do. The Pia Mehra from whom I try to be away all the time is now in front of me with my arms holding her tightly by her waist and she struggling to keep her eyes open.

Once again, her eyes were about to shut and she was to lose balance but don't know what got into me that I pushed her more to myself with a jerk, to which her eyes shot open towards me. We stood now this close that our breaths are fanning each other's faces, her hands clutching my shoulders tight and our eyes talking their own language which I don't understand anymore.

Agrhhh! What are doing Swayam? Do you even realise what are you doing now? Why do you care for her illness? Who is she to you for you to take care of her? My mind was continuously questioning me with unending questions whose answer is unknown to my own self. But there was this heart of mine saying to just believe him once, just care for her, atleast for now. I am so confused with my own thoughts. I don't know what is happening all of a sudden to my feelings. Being away from her every passing minute is becoming tough for me! Why am I unsure of my own feelings? Why don't I feel like I used to before? Why these changes now? After so many years?

Before I would drift myself more and more into the feelings which I buried long ago, I realised the position we were in and I made her sit on the bed. As soon as she sat on the bed, her hands gripped my hands more tightly, as if if she let loose, then I would be gone, just like someone pricked her daydream. But how am I able to read her feelings?

"Hey, I am here. Not going anywhere..." I said in a calm tone trying to calm her down. As I said that, the grip loosened a bit and I freed my hands from it finally! I took the glass of water and fed her some. Now only one thing running in my mind again, to take her out of my room first before anyone would make their way here. I want her out of here, at any cost!

After drinking some water she seemed to be okay and I made her stand on her feet. She was still not sober and the drink, god knows which drink is making it more difficult for me to take her out. I hesitantly held her by her waist from behind and placed her hand around my shoulder. I think there's no better way to carry her right now!

I made our way towards the door and she is so difficult to handle. The whole way from my bed to here, she kept on giggling and speaking some nonsense which I didn't understand. God knows what is in her and Sharon that they both behave the same while drunk! Why can't these girls handle a bit of alcohol? Wait... What did I just think? Did I compare her to my Sharon? Oh freak! It's messed up.

After successfully reaching to the door, I turned to switch the lights off. I did so and then completely opened my half open door to take this tipsy body out of here, but as soon as I did, I skipped a heartbeat because Rey was right on the door!

What was he doing standing here? Did he see something inside? Did he hear something? From when was he standing here? Thousands of questions racing in my mind but this time panic and stress overtook my senses and I felt as if my tongue tied a knot all of a sudden.

"Umm... Rey, Wh... What... You-" I stuttered as the tension of what did he actually see took over me but he cut me saying.

"Calm down! Why do you look like a damsel in distress? What's wrong?" That was it! This was the last thing I wanted at this moment. Questions from Rey. The Reyaansh Singhania, from whom I was running all evening.