Married To Mr.Parth | Completed✔

Chapter 55

Edited by: OneIndianWriter

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Kavya's Pov:

I groaned in my sleep when I felt my body being pulled to something hard like a stone wall, strangely the warmth emitting from it was comforting, I snuggled closer to the source to be rewarded by a heartfelt sigh fanning over my face, my eyes fluttered open trying to adjust to the sudden brightness.

"Hey.", he smiled as soon as our eyes met. He looked fresh and clean, by the way, hot as a volcano.

"Hey.", I whispered back, settling between his arms and legs.

"Happy birthday, my baby girl.", his eyes were shining under the bright sun rays.

"Thank you once again.", I returned his smile. "God, what time is it?"

"Almost past twelve."

I gasped, "Oh no! Did I sleep in? Why didn't you wake me up?"

"I learned better last night to never disturb your nap.", he chuckled to himself.

I stared into his eyes, his index finger caressed my cheeks when he caught me staring, I fought with the heat crawling up from my neck, but he chuckled more when he saw me blushing like a teenager.

I hid my face in his neck, "You don't know the things you're doing to me, Parth. You just don't know."

He tugged his finger under my chin and lifted up, "Enlighten me, then."

I was staring straight at his for a good amount of twenty seconds before I started, "I've never felt this drawn to anyone else. Ever. This is all new for me. It's hard to sink in the fact that there is actually someone in the world is happy to be around me, trying to make me happy. You're showing me the world my parents once showed me, Parth. I don't know what I've been doing without you. Thank god, you pulled off a gay so well. Otherwise, we wouldn't be on the same bed now."

His face which was painted with adoration and contentment suddenly turned into a scowl, "Would you let that go already?"

I laughed when his face turned redder in embarrassment.

"You had to ruin the moment, didn't you?", he tickled my sides, I squealed and laughed more. We became close to each other, I needn't think twice before talking to him, he understood me sometimes just by looking my eyes, we had this strange connection going on between us, we were friends when we needed to be, we were sick lovers when we needed to be. It was so perfect, perfect to the point that it scared me.

Nothing perfect had ever happened to me, I knew my fate better than anyone. If this felt perfect, I knew that at some point something terrible had to happen and wreck everything, which in this case was kind of already happening. My cursed brain.

I don't know how long I could be able to control it, I don't know how long I get to be near him, but all I know is that I am not gonna let these beautiful moments ruin by sulking about myself and just go, live in this moment.

I sighed inwardly as I took this topic again just to piss him off, "Imagine our lives if you were really gay and we had to marry each other."