Love/ Hate Relationships--Oneshots (COMPLETED)

Short story 8 🍁- Dance into my heart

Mean can clearly see the light shining through the window of the dance hall. He is late to go home today. He was directing a short film which was a major part of his semester grades.

It's cold and chilly at this time of the evening. His friend is supposed to pick him up at 7.30. It's only 7 now. He still has time, to risk a peek into the dance hall. He is curious. And just like that he finds himself now standing in front the glass door of the dance hall.

He stands there shocked as he looks at the figure dancing in front him. The person is wearing skin tight pants and a deep neck top looking sexy fully engrossed in his dance.

Every move the dancer takes is driving Mean crazy. He opens the door carefully not to make any noise. He is now walking towards the person through the large dance hall. His body leading him there. His body he no longer has control over.

As he walks he thinks of how he had first met Plan. Plan was his senior.

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Mean had met Plan on the very first day at the University. Plan was rushing for his lecture when he had bumped into Mean. Mumbling a sorry looking at Mean for a few seconds he had left, leaving Mean right in front of the many beautiful girls and handsome (rich) men who had approached Mean to befriend him.

Every one knew Mean was rich. Actually dirt rich and his handsomeness just added to the fact that he was the most sought after bachelor. But Plan had not looked back. Not on that day neither on any of the countless times they had crossed paths later.

But Mean never stopped looking. He wanted to but he never succeeded. His eyes and thoughts followed Plan, whenever the later was somewhere close to him.

Whenever he spotted Plan he would try to come up with excuses to approach him. But Plan came out as a cold person to him. He gradually realised Plan didn't want to talk to him.

Though reserved Plan was very competitive. He was every teachers favourite. He would win all the competitions be it academic or sports.

Slowly the admiration was turning into anger. Plan ignoring Mean's advances, always keeping a distance like Mean was a some dirty person had made Mean angry.
Plan behaved like he couldn't stand Mean's very existence.
Mean just wanted to be Plan's friend.

All this had lead to Mean participating in every event Plan took part in. His goal being only one, to defeat Plan.

Mean would never talk to Plan. He had started ignoring Plan the way Plan used to ignore him all this time.

And that's when things started to change. He could feel Plan's eyes searching for him everywhere. Be it the library, the cafeteria or the sports ground. He knew it for sure, as Plan's eyes always stopped after seeing him concentrating on him. What came as a surprise was after one year of ignoring Mean now Plan was making efforts to start small conversations with him though Mean continued behaving uninterested.

They had started talking to each other. Plan would now smile at him whenever they crossed each other. In the library Plan and Mean's group would sit together to study. That's how Mean discovered during one of their random talks that Plan was interested in cooking and dancing and he planned on studying culinary and dreamt of starting his own restaurant.

Gradually they had started sitting close to each other in the library. Mean"s hand would always rest on Plan's thigh caressing them and pressing them as they discussed things related to studies with the other friends in their group and in the cafeteria his hand rested on the backrest of Plan's chair.

On their class trips Mean would sit next to Plan in the bus. He would walk with Plan with his hands always on Plan's shoulder or waist.

Their summer break was approaching. After the exams were over they had all wished each other a happy holidays. Plan would be spending his entire vacation at his grandmother's place. Mean and his friends were also going to spend their vacation with their parents but they would be back one week before the classes would start.
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