Song : Chaand Sifarish from Fanaa
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"Finally. Its over!" I said as I dropped down on the couch.
The wedding reception was finally over, which concluded the wedding. I had just come back after leaving Naina and Aarav for their wedding night. And now, I was extremely tired. I hadn't slept in the past week.
My head had started to feel heavy and my eyelids dropped.
"No no no. You get up from here." Sam yelled.
"I want to sleep. I am tired." I groaned.
"You can sleep all you want. But first you need to get changed and sleep on the bed, not on the living room couch." He said pulling me up on my feet.
"Ugh!" I said as I walked towards Naina's old room.
I walked out of the bathroom, combing my hair. I had tied it up extremely tight for the entire night which had caused a terrible headache.
And there he was, wearing nothing but shorts.
He looks hot. That perfectly defined chest. Those perfect muscles.
"Like what you see?" He smirked.
"Shut up and put on a t shirt or something." I said.
"It's nothing you haven't seen before." He grinned.
"Sam, don't start, please. I have a terrible headache and I haven't slept in days." I said.
"Come here." He said patting on the bed indicating to sit beside him.
"Why?" I asked.
"Tu aa." He said.
I went and sat beside him. He moved to sit behind me.
"What?" I asked, confused.
He didn't answer. Instead, he started rubbing my temples with his fingers.
"Oh my god, that feels so good."
His fingers moved from my temples to my forehead continuing to massage my head. It felt amazing, like all my stress was gone.
He's good, Ally. You should marry him.
Nonononononono. Stop thinking this stuff Ally. No. Never. Nada.
My head started feeling heavy and my eyes started drooping before everything went dark.
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Who the hell is giggling? And why?
And why did I sleep on such a hard pillow?
Wait a second. This isn't a pillow.
"You drool when you sleep."
SAM? WHAT THE FUCK?
I jumped out of the bed.
"What the hell am I doing sleeping with you?" I yelled.
"We didn't sleep together. You slept on top of me. And stop making it such a big deal!" Sam said.
"But..."
Okay, I don't have anything.
"It's not like we haven't slept with each other before!"
"We were drunk you idiot! And it was different back then!"
"OH MY GOD!" I heard Kriti's voice.
"You guys slept together?" Rishi said.
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Ceasefire Of Senses (under editing)
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