This is Perfect...

19

"Nikhil! Just stay the hell away from me!" Shouted Rajat. I was crying. Weeping, to be fair, and I just wanted to change things.

We were standing on a cliff, where I'd never been before. I was at the end of that cliff and Rajat stood a good six feet away from me. I took a step further while crying and whispered, "W-Why? I love you so much. I don't want to stay away from you."

Somehow, Rajat could hear my whisper and he yelled, "I hate you Nikhil! You're just a fucking fag, who tricked me into all of this. You know what?"

He walked towards me. With each step he took, I could sense his furiousness. He finally stopped in front of me and groaned angrily, "You shouldn't even be alive!"

The next thing I know, he pushed me from that cliff and saw me falling off as if he had seeked revenge.

"Rajat! No!" I shouted. But now, I was staring at the white ceiling. My face was sweating, I was breathless and my body was literally vibrating like a phone.

"Hey. You okay?" I heard a soft voice whisper in my ear. I turned my head to see Rajat, who was laying next to me, his arms on my waist and our legs tangled together.

I looked at him with terror and asked sheepishly, "Why did you push me?"

Rajat furrowed his eyebrows and asked, "When did I push you?"

It was a dream. A nightmare, to be honest. Why was I getting weird dreams? I panted in relief and sunk more on the comfortable bed.

Rajat's hand cupped my cheek and he started rubbing his thumb on my skin. I looked at him with confusion, while he looked at me with concern. He slowly asked, "Why did you wake up calling my name? Did you see a dream or something?"

I nodded my head, trying to process everything and said, "Yeah. It was a terrible dream."

Rajat nodded his head and said, "Hmm. That's why you were getting restless."

I looked at him properly this time and asked, "What do you mean?"

"The whole night you were sleeping in one position but in the last ten minutes, you were tossing like-like crazy. No wonder you had a bad dream."

I nodded my head. It was obvious. Nothing new. Then Rajat asked, "What was the dream about?"

I clicked my tongue with irritation and replied, "I don't want to think about it. It breaks me from inside to even think about it."

Rajat rubbed his thumb in circles on my cheek and whispered, "Okay."

Suddenly, I realized that Rajat was cuddling with me. I got up in a second and jerked my neck. But I didn't care. I sat up on the bed and scanned the room, that didn't look an inch like mine. But slowly, my memory gave me a hint that it was Rajat's room.

I turned back to look at Rajat, who's eyes were wide open and confused. He asked, "Did you just have another dream after waking up?"

I made a face of disgust and snapped, "Are you crazy! No! Why were we sleeping like that?"

I pointed the bed. Rajat let out a huge sigh and he closed his eyes. He then opened them with guilt and asked blankly, "Don't you remember anything about last night?"

I tried to think about last night. I went to that bar, checked out a few guys, none of them were worth it, I took few more drinks and...

And I walked here and we spoke about everyone's hearts? Then I remembered the kiss on the cheek and the kiss on the nose. I nodded in realization and recalled a few more moments. I looked at Rajat and replied, "I do remember. It just took some time to recollect."