This story is about SIA, a sweet and innocent girl who is living her life lovingly with her family but she has forgotten the last 2 years of her life because of an accident.
RAGHAV, a carefree and mischievous guy who loves his family and.......his S...
"Aah!!! My head is hurting..." I tried to sit taking support of headboard.
Why is my head aching so much...god everything is blurred.
As I tried to open my eyes, I realised that this is not my room....shit, where am I?? How did I come here?
I was getting a panic attack, then on cue someone knocked the door.
"Sia??" I know this voice.
The door opened and someone peeped inside. Raghav??
"Raghav, is it you?" I asked.
"Yeah, can I come in?" Oh how sweet of him.
"Hmm, please."
"How are you feeling now?" He sat beside me on bed and held my hands.
"Not Okay... my head is hurting like hell." I Said.
"Hangover..." He said, and my memory lighted up, the alcohol( sigh)....
"Hmm the drink right?? But how did I end up here??" I asked him.
"You slept in car, I thought it would be awkward to take you back home, so I brought you here."
"Uhm...my...my clothes..?" I asked as I realised that I was not in my saree which I wore last night.
"Relax...it rained yesterday, so we both got drenched. I called Amy, she helped you with your clothes."
"Oh..okay, thanx."
"Here...this will help you with the hangover." He forwarded a glass of lemonade to me.
Seeing this a chuckle escaped my mouth.... "Why are you smiling?" He asked looking amused.
"I remembered something, you remember, when you got all drunk and I brought you to my house...."
"Yeah....that was really embarrassing." He said and smiled sheepishly.
"You get fresh, there are some clothes in the cupboard, you can wear them." He said and went out.
After drinking the lemonade, I took the towel and clothes and went to take a bath.
After cleaning myself up, when I unfolded the clothes, I realised they were of Raghav's. A big size t-shirt and some shorts. The shorts was very loose for me from waist, so I decided not to wear it. I wore them, and came out of bathroom. When I looked in mirror, a chuckle escaped my mouth. I was looking like a clown. T-shirt was double of my size, and was coming just above my knees.
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I left my damp hair to air dry and went out to check on Raghav.
He was standing there in kitchen may be making breakfast of us.
