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[10] Truth & Dare

Krishnaa's POV

The water from the waterfall looked like million little shining stars in a solution because of the moonlight, the sound of water splashing over the puddle has never been this pleasing to ears before.

"I thought you wouldn't come!" The voice of a worrier entered my ear, I turned, his hazel eyes were shining more than, the moonlight wasn't too dull to hide his hazel.

"Why are you in my dreams?"

"......"

Vanished. Everything went blank.

Gone. Again. No answer. No clear answer. I sighed, thank god tonight my dream didn't turn into a nightmare but he faded.

I looked around, it was almost morning, being not at your usual place in the morning is very strange, after I freshen up and had a bath, I dressed up as usual and walked out. Stupid of you to think anyone would be awake, this early, Krishnaa, my inner voice said, after I wandered like a ghost in the lobby, I stopped at the door when I heard guitar strings...
Does Parth sing? Plays guitar? I leaned on the door a little to get a little more clear voice. I know eavesdropping isn't ideal at all, but it's Parth, anyways.

Shayad kabhi na keh sakoon mein tumko,
Kahe bina samajh lo tum shayad,
Shayad mere khayal mein tum ek din,
Milo mujhe kahi gum shayad,

Jo tum na ho,
Rahenge hum nhi,
Jo tum na ho,
Rahenge hum nhi,
Na chahiye tumse zyada,
Tumse kam nhi,
Jo tum na ho,
Toh hum bhi hum nhi,
Na chahiye kuch tumse zyada,
Tumse kam nhi,

I was so memorized by his voice, I closed mg eyes and I didn't notice the door was locked, I leaned a little bit more... And the door opened, I would have fallen on my face if hadn't balanced myself.

Parth looked at me in shock as he abruptly stopped hitting the string of guitar, the string cut his finger.

"Why were you eavesdropping, Krishnaa?" He asked, putting the guitar aside and ignoring his bleeding finger.

"I..I wasn't eavesdropping ... Actually... I was passing by, I heard the sound of guitar strings, I stopped and I was so mesmerized by your voice that... I leaned on the door... and you know after that.." I tugged my hair behind my ear, he smirked, "If the mesmerizing part was a compliment, thanks."
My gaze fell on his index finger, "Parth! Your finger, it's now bleeding a lot!"

"It's just nothing, I get these very often while using a guitar or fixing my cars." He shrugged his shoulder.

"Where is the first aid box?"

"I thought you will do that 70s film scene, tearing a part of your saree and all." He laughed, I rolled my eyes.

"As you can see, I'm not wearing a saree and I don't even have a stole," I said, "Where is the first aid box?"