Badly Arranged

Chapter 1 -

He leaned against the window ledge and looked up into the endless sky, longingly gazing into the distance ahead of him. Suddenly a cold breeze caressed his cheek and a sweet, fresh fragrance surrounded him, reminding him how she smelled like freshly bloomed roses. Sighing he looked around amazed at how she was always there, how she would never leave him. No matter how far he would go, this or the other way he would be surrounded by her thoughts. Struck by a bolt of memories he slumped down into the chair. He took his phone out and looked at the home screen. He had saved her picture as the wallpaper, which she obvisiouly never came to know about. He smiled looking at her beautiful round shaped face, her utterly attractive features, her eyes so large and warm, her lips so perfectly defined. She wasn't just beautiful from the outside but she was an even incredibely beautiful person from the inside. So beautiful deep down to her soul that she would give it her all without any expectations of getting anything in return. "I miss you..." His deep, husky voice echoed through the room. In a short span of time he had built his entire life around her, It had reached a point, where he knew he would never be able to live without her. He wasn't afraid of dying but there was one thing that always terrified him, living his life without her. He never realized before how much he loved her and what she actually meant to him till the day he almost lost her. He realized he could't survive without her. He could never forget the terrifying day when she almost lost her life while saving him. And maybe that's the reason he wanted her to stay away from him. Yet couldn't imagine letting her go. He didn't make sense, his surroundings didn't make sense either, except the way she made his heart feel. The more he tried to push her away, the more he felt himself slipping away. "Kaise jaane doun mein tumhe khudse door, ab tum hee betao." He murmured, pressing the phone against his heart.

It had been quite a while since he had returned to the hotel room he was staying at. It was quite a big luxurious suite, located in a beautiful, quiet part of the town. Just the way he liked it, far away from all the hustle and bustle of the town. He took off his blazer, loosened his tie and leaned back into the comfortable armchair. Sighing he closed his eyes and ran a hand through his hair. "Sir, your dinner is here." Irritated upon hearing the voice coming from the door, he opened his beautiful dark rich hazel eyes. It was the third time this evening that the room service staff had come with his dinner. "Thank you, but I have told you before I am not feeling like having dinner, so kindly take it back. I will let you know once I need anything." He said looking at the young guy standing at the door. Trying hard to stay polite he decided to stay quiet and nodded his head at him, indicating him to leave the room. He just wanted to be left alone, for sometime. "Shaurya!..." Meanwhile a tall handsome looking guy entered the room looking for Shaurya but instead bumped into the room service staff member. "Shaurya Sir refused to have his dinner again." The guy whispered looking at the visitor. "Thanks for all the efforts mate! I will handle this from here on." He winked and tipped the staff member, closing the door behind. "Shaurya itna andhera kyun kar rakha hai mere bhai!" The young man dropped on the chair next to Shaurya and looked around the dimmed lights. "What are you doing over here Kabir! Kabhi to mujhe akela chod diya karo." Shaurya looked up annoyed at his partner in crime, his human diary, his childhood friend Kabir Khurana. "I have promised someone to take care of you. So I am not leaving you untill I have dropped you safe and sound to whom you belong. Till then I am your caretaker. " Kabir smirked seeing a startled Shaurya looking up at him. "And for God sake! Have your food! Woh mujhe maar dale ghi, if she comes to know that you didn't eat anything since we have arrived here." Kabir raised up his phone to show how many missed calls he had recieved from his house.

"Why don't you just tell her how you feel about her. Kab tak chupaye gha, aisa na ho ke bohat dair ho jaye." Kabir urged his bestfriend to be expressive about his feelings. "And what if she doesn't feel the same way I do?" Asked Shaurya, this one question would haunt him and how he couldn't put into words. The more he wished to know the answer, the more it scared the hell out of him. "Are you kidding me? Aisi kaunsi ladki hai jo Shaurya Khanna se pyaar na karti ho?!" Said Kabir, dramatically. "Wohi to baat hai...She is different from all, she isn't like those other girls who would love me for my status and money." Said Shaurya. Something that made him fall for her even harder. She was the kind of girl who would never give up on her loved ones even if it meant getting hurt again and again. "I wouldn't be surprised if she decides to leave me as I have never given her anything she deserves. A family of her own, just the way she always wanted to have one. " He continued while Kabir shook his head in disbelief. "Are you serious? Uske liye uski family tum ho, tumse jura har rishta uske liye uska apna hai. And I don't get it why you guys can't see what everyone else is able to see, that how much she loves you and how much you love her." Kabir tried to explain. Both his friends were a hopeless case and he had promised himself to make them realize their feelings. "Call her Shaurya, and tell her about your feelings. Sabko life mein dusra chance nahi milta, tujhe mila hai usse jaane mat de." Said Kabir and took his leave giving him the time to think about his decision.