Azure

Chapter Forty: Craving for a human is real.

"Arhaan." I yelled from behind the washroom door as I peeked out.

It was 9pm now, and we just returned from the beach, and it was safe to say that I had an insane amount of fun. Arhaan had organized a candle light dinner out in the beach and I was beyond happy. At that very moment, life was good. I had no worries, and thank god for the island being private. It was just the two of us.

At 8am everyday though, two people would take the boat ride here and come for room service, that was basically it.

"Yes babe?" He asked as he walked up to the washroom.

"I forgot to take my pajamas, could you get me one please? Just get whatever is on the top" I said.

"Of course" He said as he bent down and pecked the corner of my lips.

I blushed and smiled as I saw his retreating figure.

"Here ya go." He said coming back to me. He smiled as he handed the clothes over to me.

"Thankyou." I said reaching out for it when he pulled it back. "Arhaaann." I dragged. "Give it!"

"Can I come in?" He asked smirking as he stretched his hand forward and handed me the clothes.

I widened my eyes. "You wish!" I said as I snatched the clothes off his hands and shut the door on his face.

"I actually do wish babe." He said chuckling.

This boy!

I smiled as I shook my head at his childishness. I looked down at my hands, so I could look at what sort of new Jahannam I had to wear.

SHORTS!

I sat on the square stone seat which the washroom had, and raised the short black piece of clothing in front of my face and looked at it. I then took a look at the crop top which was white in color.

I looked at the clothes as I thought to myself if I should go for it or not?

I probably should.

Its been three months, and the least I could do was give him this.

I confidently slipped into the shorts and I was pulling the crop top over my head when my hand got stuck into a open which was not the hands or neck. With the crop top stuck over my head, I stumbled all over the washroom trying to get my hands through the proper hole. I somehow managed to wear it before I looked in the mirror.

I gulped as I saw my reflection. My thighs were exposed! And the back of the crop top, there was an open. That's where my hand got stuck!! It was in the shape of a v, and my bra was seen through it!

Who knew clothes can be so awkward.

Can I please have the confidence I had when I was slipping into the clothes? Because they're clearly not here anymore.

I sat back on the stone and gave myself a pep talk before I unlocked the door. I was shaking as I unlocked it!

I took a deep breath, and threw my hair into a messy bun, and stepped out of the washroom.

"I was just about to knock on the door." Arhaan said as I saw him pour apple juice into two glasses. He was facing the opposite direction of where I stood.

I wiped my sweaty palm on my shorts as I waited for him to turn in my direction.

"Azoora? You ther-" He started but stopped short when he turned around and faced me. "Woah." He said as his eyes widened and the juice bottle slipped off his hands.

"Oh god." I said as I saw the bottle falling to the ground.

I waited for the the juice to leak out, but it didn't as there was no juice in it. Thank god for that.