Be My Forever

Seeking Help

*Buzz* *Buzz*

"Payal?"

"Where the hell are you Sam?!" she shouted at the other end.

"I came home"

"You what? And you didn't tell me?"

"Calm down. I told you that I felt sick but, you were so into the movie that you didn't pay heed to me" I lied.

"Sick? are you okay? what happened? do you want me to come?" she panicked.

"Oh, god. Calm down. Its just a headache, I'll be alright with a good night's sleep. Don't worry about me" I said.

"OK. Take care. See you tomorrow. Night!" she hung up.

I changed my clothes to shorts and a jumper. It's cold outside. I tied my hair up into a bun and began to make dinner. I love cooking, it totally relaxes me.

*Knock* *Knock*

"OMG! How did you...I don't remember..." I was rambling out of shock.

"I got your address from Alice"  Ben replied coolly.

"But why?" I asked confused.

"Yeah, but before that, can you let me in?" he pulled a pleasing face. He's a man of expressions!

"Wow! It smells great! what's cooking?!" he asked excitedly.

"Um...Kitchdi*.." I gave him a disgusting look.

"Oh, sorry I didn't mean to be rude, sniffing into your kitchen. But...the smell is awesome!"he gleamed.

"Thanks. But, why are you here?"

"That...." he trailed.

I raised my eyebrows.

" you know, today,... Anna...I'm so sorry about that" he gave me an apologetic look.

"Hey, its OK. She said that for fun" I'd sense my eyes welling up. I have self-esteem so it hurts me.

"Are you sure? because, you don't seem..."

"Ben, that's fine. That's not a big deal" I cut him off.

"OK, fine then" he sniffed.

"Whatever that is, that smells heavenly" he pointed the Kitchdi that I'd made.

"Care to join me?" I asked.

"Sure, why not!?" he threw his hands up.

He devoured the Kitchdi in no time. Thank god, I saved myself a first serve. He was literally fighting an urge to lick his fingers. Yes, we ate using our hands and not spoons or forks. Though, I gave him a spoon he said "Let's do it in the Indian way!" and we started eating using our hands.

"Go on, if you want you can lick your fingers. I won't judge" I smirked.

"I don't really care even if you judge" he said.

"Oh, really?!" I smiled.

He rolled his eyes. Now, how cute is that! I gathered the plates and went to the sink.

"I saw you licking" I said.

"I...I...I didn't lick"

I pointed to the mirror near the sink and he face palmed himself. We started laughing.

"If you had left something on the pan, I'd have packed it for Anna" I suggested.

The mere mention of her name, made him to change his face from happy to gloomy.