Hey lovelies, a new something from me ; )
I don't know exactly if I'm gonna call it a One Shot because it does have couple more parts to it so let's just call it a SS.
Do let me know what you think about this.
Also do check out my other works here on wattpad:
1, Arshi FF|His knife her chest| (ongoing)
2, Arshi OS |His sweet little girl| (completed)
3, Arshi OS |Asha Singh Raizada| (completed)*************************************************
Fear and regret!
They conquered his heart the moment he saw her sitting there on the weak and broken tiles of the about to fall construction, where he'd sent her as a 'punishment'.
She looked so sad, so scared, so vulnerable, hugging her knees close to herself, trying to protect herself in her own warm cocoon.
What the fuck have I done?
As he pulled her out of the room, he saw it crumbling down, getting destroyed severely.
What if she was still there?
What if I hadn't reached on time?
What if I'd lost her?
Huh, where did that come from?He heaved a sigh of relief having pulled her out of that damn room in time. But he made a mistake of looking at her face because it.... it broke something inside him.
Her expressive hazel-green eyes, which he'd never get tired looking in for hours, held so many emotions in them. He'd seen so many emotions in them till now, all because of his cruelty but this.....
Her eyes held fear, not just any fear, there was something more to that fear, as if it had to do with a memory of her past. Her eyes held hatred for him, an intense hatred he hadn't seen before in her eyes, and it scared him.
"Dekho mujhe pata nahi tha-" he told her softly only to be pushed back forcefully, making him stumble. (Look I didn't know-)
And that was when she burst like a volcanic eruption pushing him away. She kept insulting him, kept telling the truth, kept telling how his horrendous actions almost killed her.
But what aggravated him most was when, she kept telling him that he can never see past himself.This chit of a girl! How dare she? Anger engulfed him thoroughly.
Catching the hold of her slender arms, which were about to push him for the fifth time, he mercilessly pinned her against a big container, not caring about her state for she had aggravated him extensively now.
Pressing his upper and lower body hard against her, he could make out every outline of her utterly beautiful form.
Her expressive eyes glared right back into his, piercing his black hollow soul, which didn't seem so hollow when he was around her for some doltish reason.
She was so very beautiful.
He could see tears form and spill out of her gorgeous eyes. Her tears, they did something to him and he didn't like it, when most of the time it was he, who was the reason behind these salty, water pearls.
His tight hold on her wrists which he hadn't seemed to notice, loosened once he saw her eyes turn drowsy and begin to shut.
"Khushi" he called out in a soft whisper, almost inaudible but it was too late for she had already shut her eyes and dropped her arm which he had gripped and pinned to her chest.
Her face was about to drop back, when he instantly put his hand behind her head to support her, preventing her from falling.
She half lay there, well supported by his rough hand.
He was gazing down at the unconscious angel like face in front of him, when a few tears spilled out of her closed eyes. He closed his eyes as if in pain. Reopening them he, with his other hand wiped them off her soft face, mesmerized by her. He begin caressing her, an act which he tried to convince himself was to console her.
How the hell can you console her when she's unconscious? Get her back home.
It was then when a tendril of her luscious open hair interrupted him. Sliding the tendril slowly from her forehead and tucking it behind her ear, he felt her forehead from his hand and found that she was burning with fever.
Closing his eyes because of his stupidity in regret, he carried her unconscious and burning with fever self to his car.
Should I even take her to her home?
He knew her family and this wouldn't give them a good impression so calling his sister, he informed her that he'd actually sent Khushi with Aman to another location and because of the weather condition, the roads were blocked and they had to stay back at one of AR's apartments, and unfortunately their phones were dead. He comforted her and told her to tell khushi's family that she'd safely reach home tomorrow. Putting his phone away, he looked at her sprawled form on the passenger seat.
That was quite a handful of lies, he heaved a long sigh, started the car and when he heard the engine roar, he started his journey towards an unknown place only he knew of.
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His Fears, Regrets And Care
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