A GIRL LIKE YOU

54

The next week I went back to work. I caught up with all the pending work. I talked to all the colleagues and told them about my adventure of almost getting married and then finding the love of my life. Ansh and I only had time to get together at night, sometimes at my place and sometimes at his. Mom and dad joined me twice at lunch this week too.
I also told Aaliyah about my possible career change by the end of this year and she supported me. Of course she did. She knew about my interest in designing. But when I told her that I don't want to do it back when we were choosing colleges at 19, she never questioned my decision. She didn't question my decision even now. She just supported me by helping me find possible schools for a distance education of fashion designing.
It was sunday again and Ansh was home with me as we watched another shitty movie. What is it with us and horrible movies?

"Your phone's been ringing for the 10th time now, Ansh. Go pick up!" I whined.
"I don't have energy to get up and go to the bedroom and pick it up." He said.
I looked over my shoulder to see him. His eyes are half closed as we spooned on the couch that mom and dad let me have.

"You act like I make you work so hard."
"I don't act like it. I actually do work hard for you." His husky voice turns me on.
"Oh thanks so much. I owe you a big one." I rolled my eyes and turned away from him.
I felt his body shaking with silent laughter. Why is it funny to him, when I get annoyed? I asked him and he said, I become cute. Say what? Like I'm a shapeshifter. I become cute when I'm annoyed. Men and logic don't go hand in hand.
His hand which rested on my stomach slid up to my chest and cupped my left breast in his hand and pulled me even closer if that was possible. He nuzzled his head in my neck.
"I like working hard for you." He whispered in my ear and I shivered as he placed feather light kissed on my neck.
See this is why, we alwayd end up watching shitty movies. Because we know that in midst of the movie we would start cannodling and there's no point in watching a good movie.

His phone rang again as we were kissing intensely. I broke the kiss.
"You should pick that up Ansh. It's been going off for 10 minutes now. It could be important."
Ansh sighed and got up and walked out of the room.
"It's Aarav calling." Ansh said as he came back to the room.
I sat up.
"Aarav?"
"10 missed calls." Ansh said and sat beside me staring at the phone.
"You're not going to pick that up?" I asked.
"I don't know. Asshole blocked me weeks ago and now he is calling like nothing happened."
I don't know what to say. I can't tell him to talk to Aarav because that's not my place. I can't tell him to not talk to him because again, it's not my place. So I just sat there.
"You tell me, what should I do?" Ansh suddenly asked me.
I looked at him, "me?"
"Yes, you."
"I can't Ansh. Its not my place."
"Come on Kiara. Help me out here. I am mad at him because he lied to me and left without saying anything. But I'm also conflicted because if it weren't for him we wouldn't be here. I'm worried that somethings wrong otherwise he wouldn't have called me."
I huffed. "Ansh, I-I can't tell you what to do. He is your friend." I said.
Ansh sighed. Things are going to be way more complicated than I anticipated.
"Fine." Ansh muttered and picked the call.
He stood up and left the room and I stayed put giving him the privacy. After a good 10 minutes later he came back. J didn't expect him to lay it out to me but he did.
"I knew it would happen." Ansh cursed under his breath and sat down, running his hand down his face. He is upset.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Remember when I told you that girl Meera is a player and how she cheated on him multiple times in college."
"Yeah?"
"Well guess what. She did it again."
"What?!"
"Meera created this whole scene a day before Aarav's wedding and he thought that he might still be in love with her. He ran to her. They were together for like 2 weeks. Then the fiancée that dumped her earlier...came back."
"All those months ago?" What is this? A fucking soap opera?
"Yeah. She got all wierd and distant with Aarav. Aarav tried to talk her about it but then he ended up finding him and her in her bedroom before that."
Oh god!
"Why would she do that?!"
"Because she is- she has always been like this Kiara. I warned Aarav over and over again that all that girl is interested in is playing with people's feelings intentionally or unintentionally, I don't know. She doesn't know how to stick with one guy. She doesn't know what she wants for whatever reasons."
"And?"
"And well he's been drowning his sorrows in a hotel room for the past week. He didn't have the courage to come back but he was running out of money and he said that it was about time, he can't hide out forever. Also, the holidays are up, he has to get back to work."
"I don't even know what to say."
"He is a fucking idiot, he bought it upon himself. Kept saying sorry to me over the phone. And I can't even be mad at him now because of everything he had to go through."
"Yeah."
"He is asking me to come pick him up."
"Like right now?"
"Yeah. He wants to go to his parents home and he doesn't think he'll come out of there alive without me."
"I bet."
"I should get going."
"Do you want me to come with you?"
Ansh looked at me and gave me a guilty expression.
"I don't think its right. I mean he is upset right now. I don't wanna unload on him about our relationship now."
"Thats okay. You can tell him later." I gave him a small smile.
Even though I know that Ansh is right, that Aarav shouldn't know about our relationship just now, I still can't shake off the feeling that not telling him right away would do a lot more damage than otherwise. But again, its not my place. I am just going to have to trust Ansh on this one.

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