And the story ends..?

Prologue

Kriya's POV

Present day

"Swayam!" I yelled from our room, "Swayam!!!"

It was becoming impossible for me to keep my calm as I was rushing from one room to another, looking for the things I needed for my most awaited trip while dropping some things on the way then again going back to pick it up. Trust me that's all I did from past hours and the mess that I made of my home was a sight to catch on! How Rachael of me.

I dared to glance at the wall clock, it was almost seven in the evening and I was still work in progress. This is what happens when HE is not there to help me...

"Swayam!! I swear to god if you didn't show up in a minute I will hunt you down and kick your gorgeous face, did you hear me!" I shouted and tried to sound as dangerous as I could.

After a minute to be exact, he came running into the room and my body came alive on its own.

Damn him.

The scowl on my face disappeared. The air in the room became more breathable. His strong cologne engulfed me and everything was right in my world again.

I could feel him coming closer to me as the scent became stronger by every passing second and then my waist felt a powerful grip as he jerked me to him.

My back collided with his chest and I sensed his breath on my skin. God save me.

Masking all the giddy emotions of my heart, controlling my breath with unbelievable efforts I brought back the scowl on my forehead and turned to push him away.

Big mistake!! My mind was shouting at me now... You shouldn't have turned Kriya. As my eyes went wide and my mouth formed an O.

He was wearing a white shirt with thin brown vertical lines on it with a pair of faded jeans and hair combed to perfection!
Boys and their obsession with their hair is something I will never understand. Just two-three strokes with their hands and bam! They look as good as our one hour of salon styled hair.

Ahem! Back to Swayam.

He was looking heavenly if that could describe him. White was his color and he always wore it when he wanted him to look good and make a darn good impression!!
He flashed his knee-buckling, butterfly fluttering smile at me as he realised what was going on in my mind and moved his thumb in between my eyebrows to wipe the fake frown lines only to replace them with his lips.

"Hey you!" he called and my face flushed at the affection. I was sure, at that time I was giving a tough competition to my room in 'who rocks the messy look' because I knew my hair would be looking disheveled and I don't even want to start on my clothes but the way he was looking at me I didn't care!! Kriya you are angry c'mon you can do it, I reminded myself and placed my palms on his chest and pushed him away. Finally.

"You are a terrible terrible actress K" he said and laughed heartily.

The laugh kind of resonated in the room and of course in my stupid heart.

Control Kriya!!!

"What do you mean?? And where the hell were you??" I gave him my pointed look which made him stay where he was.

"I saw your face when I wrapped my hands around you okay so stop the act" he said double quoting the word act.

Since I didn't drop my act he took one big stride, gripped my arm and turned me around to face the dressing table beside our bed. What the...