Breathing Blues

Blue Color

Author's Note// i understand if you might find this dramatic (I live for drama so my stories are dramatic so whatever please bear) but on a serious note, if you think that this point should've been explained throughout, I tried. I did, really hard, and I tried. Some of you might've seen signs maybe?

If it happened too fast, I don't know it's the 37th chapter it's about bloody time, right?

And, this chapter was insecurity for me. Believe it or not, it's close as hell. This whole story is but especially this chapter. I tried my best to put down what I put down, and believe it or not, I don't cry easily, I did cry writing this. It comes from a very fucking personal space and I'd like you to take it softly too.

You'll understand what I'm talking about as you read ahead. I won't bore you now, go read! :)

37 -

"Sorry", I sat in front of him after pulling out a chair while he just gave me a soft smile.

Okay, honestly, I'd a teeny tiny crush on him like you've tons of them so it isn't even my fault but then it wasn't anything serious plus he was way too rude but if I'm being honest he was always sort of cute and charming.

He was fair and tall with a sharp jawline and muscular body so it wasn't all that bad except random embarrassment.

Though I'm not going to marry him, hookup to get over Darshan? Yes.

"So, what would you like to have?", he asked me.

"Anything", I shrugged.

"Okay, two beers, paneer tikka and chicken tikka", he asked and I nodded.

He called a waiter and placed the order while I just stared at this place because although I've been here a couple of times with papa but this place drags me back to October as it's shot here in this very hotel.

"You know, October was shot here?", I looked at Tushar.

"Oh", he let out. He hasn't watched October, this idiot. "I haven't watched it actually", Tushar added.

"No, it's cool. It's a basic movie except Varun Dhawan thought it's a masterpiece and I've to work in it like so what if it's a low budget movie and they can't afford my fees? I'll just do the movie in half my fees", I stated sarcastically as I kept my phone and my wallet on the table.

"I'll watch it tonight, okay?", he looked at me.

"You can't marry me if you haven't watched October at least 3 times", I barked.

"I'll watch it three times in a row", he beamed.

"So, Hansraj happened after all?", I asked him.

"Yep, happened! I've a decent job", Tushar admitted. "Became a director?", he asked.

"Still struggling", I said.

"Well, I did promise to let you stay in my villa while you struggle so", he recalled.

"Yeah about that do you've your dream villa yet?", I asked him.

"No, not yet. I'm saving", he gushed.

"So, if you marry me how will you deal with me struggling to become a filmmaker?", I asked him.

"It's pretty easy actually, I can get a transfer to Mumbai and that will do", Tushar suggested.

"And latenight shoots?", I questioned.

"I hope men around you know you carry a pepper spray", he said and I chuckled.