I was waiting in the living room, till he got home. Every hour felt like a decade. I understood that they had a lot to talk about, but i wanted him to be happy. I looked at the time and took a deep breath. I decided to go up to my room, and do my homework. I opened the first drawer to look at the gift i had bought Harish on the way home. It was a watch. I looked down at it and smiled.
Suddenly someone knocked on my door, so i quickly locked the drawer again, and turned around to me. I smiled when i saw it was Harish.
"Hey...what you got there?" he asks noticing i got nervous.
"I bought you something," i say and smile.
"Really, you didn't have to," Harish says as he walks closer to.
"But...i wanted to," i say, and turn around to take it out of the drawer.
I smile at him. He smiles back.
"Close your eyes," i say.
He smiles a bit, and then he closes his eyes.
I quietly take the box out with the watch in it, so he can't guess what it is.
I take his arm up, to place the box on his hand.
"Open!" i shout a bit louder.
He opens his eyes and looks down at the box. He gasps.
"Wow, seriously...thank you," he says to me. It's hard to see his real reaction.
"Come on, put it on. I wanna see it on you," i say, and get excited.
He takes the watch out from the box and tries to put it on.
"Here, let me help you," i say, and try to lock it.
After i put it on. I watch him look at it confusingly.
"How much was this" Harish asks looking down at his watch.
"What?" i ask looking at him. Wondering if he doesn't like the color or something.
"1999 bucks, but it's nothing," i say.
"What...wait i can't take this. This is too much!" Harish says and tries to take it off.
"No, stop wait..i....bought it for you.... please it would make me happy....," i beg him. I pout. I stop him from taking it off.
"Divya...?" he hesitates. I have his hand in mine.
"What?" i ask.
"Nothing" he shakes his head and looks down. I smile to myself wondering what he wanted to say.
"You like it?" i ask him.
"Are you kidding me? I love it!" he says. He looks down at the watch again.
He then looks up to me again.
He puts his hands around my waist and pulls me closer in for a kiss. I take my hand around his neck. I close my eyes, and then i feel it again. His lips on mine. Gently, and soft.
I chuckle as i can feel the butterflies in my stomach going crazy again.
A couple of weeks after that Harish, and i was over the moon happy. We sneaked around the house, and Harish would kiss me every little chance he got. We always hid from my parents. I felt so happy. I was starting to really like him, so much that it scared me sometimes when i taught about it. The taught of what my family could say if they found out. I was so happy. I felt everything was going as it should be. It was hard keeping it to myself.
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Untouchable
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