Anika
"Please open up your textbooks to page 499 and answer the following questions at the bottom. I expect for each and every one of you to reply to these questions in a skillful manner, writing at least 3-4 sentences per each question. Failure to properly answer these questions will result in an as a 0 for a quiz grade." As Professor Watts annoyingly explains the assignment at the end of our class, I sigh to myself, exasperatedly opening the textbook. After going to Shaurya's party a couple of days ago, I never felt the need to procrastinate.
And now it is Monday, and I want to die.
From the corner of my eye, I notice Shaurya grudgingly opening his textbook as well. Before there was a chair in between us, but after you know what happened at his party, we are sitting together now because we are...
dating.
Once we flipped to our pages and I observe everyone typing rapidly into their laptops to answer their questions digitally and submit it to Watts online, I notice Shaurya's hand slowly moving to mine's. My right hand lays on the keyboard, and once his hand reaches mine, his fingers intertwine with my fingers, spreading warmth and love inside my body. Flashbacks from our kiss fill in my mind, causing a smile to spread on my lips. I turn to Shaurya as I see that he is grinning as well, giving me a reassuring look.
Once literature had finished and we successfully turned in our assignment, Shaurya and I left the lecture hall to go to the courtyard to eat lunch with our friends. I feel like, since Shaurya and I are now dating, that our friend groups finally got along with each other, and I am mainly coming to that realization because I am now seeing them eating together at our table, laughing and seeming very involved in a conversation with each other.
"Do you see that?" Shaurya leans in, whispering in my ear. I nod my head, smiling. "I guess they're finally getting along with each other now."
Shaurya grabs my hand and lurches me forward, as I yelp, giggling to myself. Once we reach the table, our friends hoot and holler at us. "Looks like Couple Number Two is here," Ty grins. He seems to be seated across Em, who is seated next to Emma, who is seated next to Nathan, whom she seems to be cuddling with in a very... well, let's just say in a very inappropriate manner.
"Hey, guys," Shaurya flashes his melt-worthy smile, as he continues to hold onto my hand. We sit together, right in front of Emma and Nathan. Ty is right next to me and whispers in my ear, "Have you guys done the deed yet?" I stomp on his foot as he whimpers. "Ouchie!" I roll my eyes, grinning. "No we have not."
Ty pouts and pulls out a burrito he got from Chipotle. "If you have a boyfriend, then when can I get one?"
I sigh. "Look, you're gonna find the perfect person when it's time. Don't fret about it too much."
"Easy for you to say," he scrunches his nose. "You're dating the hottest, smartest, and richest guy on campus." He's not lying, though.
I roll my eyes, completing ignoring Ty's comment. Then, I feel someone's hand place very softly on my thigh, grasping it in a way that makes butterflies swirl in my stomach. I look down and see Shaurya's large hand placed on the inner part of my thigh, his fingers grazing against my skin. My heart rate fastens, licking my lips, and I turn my head towards Shaurya. There's a playful grin growing on his lips, and looks at me seconds later. Then, he leans in and whispers in my ear, "Have you thought of an answer yet?"
"For what?" I whisper, still in his amorous stance.
He sighs, "For us running away." I take a deep breath and shake my head. "Shaurya, it's still a no."
"Why?" he whispers. "I'm not gonna do it if you're not gonna join me as well."
"Then that's even more perfect," I cross my arms over my chest. "Because I'm not gonna allow you to go."
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RomanceShaurya Roy is rich, handsome, and a womanizer. Anika Desai is quiet, reserved, and observant. Shaurya wants to break through his father's boundaries. Anika wants to be her true self. Shaurya doesn't want to follow in his father's footsteps. And Ani...