The Reasons To Love You - NISHTHA - ADITI| Kartik Aaryan Fanficton |

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Tears flowed down and I took out the heavy weight off my chest. He rubbed my back and hugged me once more.

"Everything will be fine. Don't worry." Dad softly whispered.

"But why does she always do that? I told her that I love my job and I don't want to change it." I said.

"I'm always there for you. No matter what others think, you were, are and always will be the best thing that happened to me. I'm so happy that you are pursuing your dreams." He whispers.

A smile spreads across my face and my eyes light up in pride. At least there's someone who appreciates my work.

"I love you so much dad. These were the words I wanted to hear and I'm so lucky, they came out from you, " I hugged him, "Thank you so much for everything, Dad. You won't realize how happy am I."

"My little girl." He smiles and hugs me back.

And then we talk and talk for hours. I tell him about what happened between me and Kartik minus me and Kabir going back.

"Well, if you want a man's perspective, I would advise you to listen to him for once. He has waited for so long to declare his love for you. He, obviously, did not come back to lose you."

"Dad, are you sure? I mean, aren't you angry or something?" I ask hesitantly.

"Well, I should be. But I'm not." He stands up and so do I, "You must listen to him. But after all, it's up to you."

"I will think about it. But, seriously, Papa, thank you for giving me your time. I am so happy right now." I tell him honestly.

After spending the whole day there and informing the others, that I'll be leaving for Mumbai, I step out. I also tell all of them that in Mumbai, I'll be talking to my PA to contact Sabyasachi Mukherji for the designing of the dresses.

I get back to Kartik's place and pack up my clothes. I know I should talk to him but that will only be possible when I'll find him.

After using the washroom, I take my stuff and go downstairs.

"Hello? Yes, I have to leave. I've a midnight flight. How much time will you take?... Okay." I talk to the driver. He says he'll come in half an hour. I plop down on the sofa and decide to look at my instagram. It's been a long time since I interacted with them.

I go to my recent post and reply to the comments. Many of them are that you are beautiful, I love you and then you are excellent and blah blah. Well, these things make me direly happy. I can do anything to meet all my fans. They make me happy.

Then I go to my twitter and do the same.

"Where are you going?" I shudder at the voice.

"Oh my God, you scared me to hell." I comment.

"Well, I'm going to Mumbai. I think we both have to go. Isn't it?" I question him again.

"Yes, but now? Then what about the shopping?" Kartik asks me. He is also ready to leave. (His outfit says so).

"Where are your bags?" I ask him.

"I have some of my essentials. But I have a house there, so many things are already there." He says and takes his phone out too.

"Okay." I simply answer and go back to scrolling through my phone.

"Are you still mad at me?" He asks. His eyes are burning a hole in the side of my head.

"What makes you think so?" I revert not looking at him.

"You are not behaving as usual. You know, you'll be casual around me and all." He says making movements with his hands to elaborate his points.