Chapter Eighteen

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Sunshine seeped into the room, but Arnav and I were already awake. Arnav had his pillow up and he was leaning back against it. I had my head resting on his chest, my hand wrapped around his waist, as he moved his fingers through my hair.

"I didn't know you were Gujarati," I said.

"I'm not. In fact, I don't know what I am."

I giggled and he laughed as well.

"Do you know what you are," he asked.

I shook my head. "No. But I think it's a mix?"

He chuckled.

"So then, why do you throw the party?"

I felt Arnav stiffen. I got up to look at him but he just shook his head and had me lay my head back down and he continued to stroke my hair.

"My mom was always the partying type," he said after a few minutes. "She didn't care what the occasion was, but she would want to throw a party so that people would come together. She was also the fun-type."

I couldn't believe it. This was the first time I had ever gotten any insight on his mother. To find out this bit of information was such a big breakthrough.

"She sounds amazing," I said against his chest.

"Yeah, she was," he sighed.

Arnav didn't say anything for a while. I glanced up and saw him lost in thought, as he absentmindedly stroked my hair. I'm guessing he's thinking about his mother. I wanted to ask him about her more, but decided not to.

"We should get up," I said.

"Hmm, we could. We should. But we won't."

I looked up at him and saw his eyes darkening. "And why is that," I whispered, biting my lower lips.

"I think you very well know why," he smirked, and he turned me over and we were lost again.

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After our little session we washed up and went down to breakfast. Once we finished, I had to leave, having work today.

And since that day, things went all eh. There was school and I had to crank down since graduation was ahead. And then work was getting crazy, giving me no time to go see Arnav. We only saw each other at school and that sucked.

Not only had I started to get busy, but Arnav started to get busy as well. There was this big deal he had gotten with this Malaysian steel company and he wanted to buy it under any circumstance. I don't know what the big deal is, but he said it would be a great profit, but some rival company was also trying to get it. So all of that had Arnav tied up to his office work and he couldn't make up time to see me.

All of this sucked! We only got to see each other in school and didn't even get to talk that much. Which sucks! And... and I still haven't told him how I feel. I still haven't told him that I love him.

But will he react? No, no why would he? I mean we're so close and he's always so sweet! He wouldn't turn me down! No absolutely not!

*~*

I'm really missing spending time with Arnav. So finally, after all these days, I had managed to take time off from work. I had called Arnav and told him that I was coming over and he was more than beyond happy!

Arnav sent Nigel to my place and I quickly wore a flowey high-low black georgette tank top and tights. I put my hair up in a bun and grabbed my bag, keys and phone and ran out.

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