Anita, a college student madly in love with Natasha, a fitness trainer and model but what happens when a suggestion from Natasha turns their world upside down, will Anita be able to overcome her insecurities and see past them or will she loose the o...
A/N : This chapter will be flashback..of how Anita and Natasha met.
Anita's POV
I remember it like it was yesterday, It was around the same week that I had joined the college and had moved into the hostel, my roommate Kiara dragged me to this art convention on the weekend, her uncle was one of the five artists who were presenting their art that weekend, the theme was human body.
Walls upon walls were covered with paintings of men and women of every shape, size and form.
While she ran off to greet her uncle, I started browsing through the paintings, taking my sweet time to observe each and every one of them, the way these people were painted, it was just mesmerizing As I was browsing the aisle where Kiara's uncles art was placed, one painting from the next aisle caught my eye and without thinking twice I made my way towards that painting, In one word it was phenomenal.
The painting was of a girl,Women but what caught my eye was not only her athletic figure which to be exact was perfect, but also her smile which drew me in, it made her look so much innocent, I don't know how long I stared at that painting or how many people have passed the painting ignoring my standstill form in front of it, I just couldn't take my eyes off of her.
I was suddenly brought out of my day dreaming state with a flick on my forehead. I shifted my eyes form the painting to Kiara, which was really hard to do.
"My uncle invited us for the after party lunch, what say" Kiara asked me completely oblivious to my fascination towards the painting.
"Uhmmm you sure, I mean I don't want to intrude, I can just go back and have lunch at the hostel" I told her.
"Meh, he invited us plus why miss a chance to eat expensive food that also for free" She replied with a giddy smile, her easy going nature reminded me of Sameer whom I met on the first day of college.
I just gave her a nod; she skipped over to the next painting with a giddy smile.
I forced myself to look at other paintings leaving the one my mind was stuck to, and soon it was time for lunch. Lunch was organized in this gigantic hall just behind the art gallery, all kinds of expensive food and beverages were being served. I fixed myself a plate and sat with Kiara and her uncle who by the way is really nice, he introduced us to the models that he had got inspiration from, unfortunately not the one I was drooling on as she was model for some other painter.
After the meal, as we were about to leave Kiara said she needed to go to the washroom and also have to inform her uncle before leaving, I took that as opportunity to ogle at that painting again.
While I was lost in my head, I felt a tap on my shoulder, as I turned around I saw the painting come alive in front of me, it was her...the girl from the painting.
For a second I forgot how to breathe, this girl was beautiful, extremely beautiful. Her sleeveless floor length grey dress was accentuating her figure so well that it was hard to look somewhere else.
Even though she was packed with muscle there was still gentleness in her eyes.
"H-Hi" I said which came out as a whisper.
"Hello" she replied in her velvety smooth voice.
I was at lack of words, on one hand I wanted Kiara to come back ASAP on other hand I wanted her to stay the fuck away until this angel gets bored of talking to me.
"So...you interested in artwork" She asked me.
"Oh yeah well not really" I answered sheepishly.
With the smile ever-present on her face she asked again "Oh if not a art enthusiast I am guessing you came along with someone."
"Yeah, a friend" I answered.
"Boyfriend?" she questioned.
"No"I answered hurriedly.
She smirked and asked again "Girlfriend?"
I can feel heat rising in my cheeks; I couldn't form any word and just shook my head.
She just laughed lightly "I saw you watching this painting intently earlier, is there something special about this one" she asked in a teasing tone.
"You" I replied without even missing a beat.
This time I could hear her laughing freely then she extended her hand towards me and said "I am Natasha."
"Anita"I replied while shaking her hand.
She didn't let go of my hand and started rubbing her thumb on the back of my hand which to be honest felt really nice.
Before any of us can say anything Kiara came back with a painting and said "Anita look my uncle gave me this painting he even signed this." She then saw Natasha and said "Hey, sorry you are?"
"Oh hi I am Natasha, Anita's old Friend" Natasha replied, making me look at her questioningly.
"Oh cool, I am Kiara her roommate" Kiara then looked at me and asked "Shall we go?"
I gave her a nod and as I was about to walk away Natasha stopped me, she then looked at Kiara and said "Could you just wait for two minutes, I need to tell Anita something."
"Oh cool no problem, hey anita you guys talk while I call a cab, I'll wait for you at the front" she then said bye to Natasha and left.
Natasha just looked at me and smiled warmly then she took out her phone and I guess messaged someone, one minute later, a man who looked to be in his thirties came, he looked at Natasha and asked "You want to purchase your own painting."
Natasha just gave him a nod he just shrugged and left saying that he will send someone in a second to wrap that up, and within a few seconds a guy with all black uniform was wrapping up the said painting carefully, all this while Natasha didn't say anything making me shift from one foot to another awkwardly.
When the guy left Natasha handed me the painting making my eyes go wide "Oh no I don't—" but before I could say anything she just shrugged and said "Please take it, consider it a gift."
I was way too infatuated with that painting and Natasha in general to deny anymore I just gave her a nod, said thank you and picked up the painting to walk away, but before I could get away Natasha leaned down and whispered in my ear "You're really cute, hope to see you soon Anita, bye" with that she gave me a quick peck on the cheek and left but not before dropping what appeared to be a business card in my purse.
I left hurriedly and looked for Kiara, who was leaning against a cab.
As soon as we sat down in the cab I ignored all the questions of kiara regarding the painting in my hand and just stared looking for the card that Natasha dropped in my bag.
Natasha Sinha Personal trainer
There was her contact number on the card, which I quickly saved in my phone.
That was the first night that we talked on phone and since then we have not left each other's side, and I don't even plan to because she is my girlfriend, the love of my life, my bunny.
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