A LOVE STORY OR NOT PART 2

#47

Shehnaaz was done with her mehndi and currently she was all smiles and giggly.

Actually, after they had their small talk when they reminisced the first time Shehnaaz came out to him about her feelings, she slept on his back.

Shehnaaz didn't even get to know when her mehndi got completed and she was done sitting in the same position.

Sidharth didn't mind even a bit when he felt Shehnaaz's breath evening out indicating that she has slept.

He was actually happy and relieved that she had finally slept, because sitting steady, especially in case of Shehnaaz, was a tough and tiring job.

Shehnaaz leaned on to his back in the most adorable way possible and when she woke up, she felt fresh.

Although the nap was only 2 hours long, but it seemed like all her tiredness due to the wedding functions had vanished.

She got up groggily with a big smile plastered on her face and smiled even more brightly when she felt sidharth still behind her.

Sidharth felt her getting up and so he looked behind to look at her sleepy self. She had a bit messy hair, curtesy to the way she slept.

He stood up and stood beside where she sat, as he straightened her hair nicely. Shehnaaz was having yet another random outburst of love for this beautiful man.

She giggled when she saw him entirely focusing on straightening her hair and then her outfit, as she stood up from the cot.

He carefully, without even disturbing her mehndi cladded hands, pulled down her top to cover her bare stomach, which now showed her navel too.

She felt the urge to roll down right on that cot while laughing. He was just too possessive about her skin showing and she absolutely loved it.

Shehnaaz found it adorable when she saw him bending down a bit and straightening her crumpled shots to cover more of her thighs.

Shehnaaz bit her lip as she tried to maintain her composure and not seem like a bride who is high just a day before her wedding.

"Kyaa?", Sidharth asked as he tucked her hair behind her ear. He could feel her controlling her laughter and so he asked what was wrong.

"Idhar aa!", she asked him with utmost love.

Sidharth looked at her, she looked innocently at him with her big dove eyes and he found himself loosing in them.

He was lost in her eyes. They spoke volumes. Not even the way that she said she loves him, could match the ferocity of her love for him visible in those eyes.

There was so much of love and the intense, passionate type, that Sidharth felt several shivers running down his spine.

"Kya dekh ra hai? Aa Na paas!", she said again when she noticed that Sidharth had made no attempt to come closer to her.

He was pulled out of his daze when Shehnaaz called out to him again and it was then that he felt himself coming out of her eyes.

He moved closer to her and she getured him to lean down with her eyebrows. He did as he was told and Shehnaaz quickly smashed her lips with his.

They were all alone in the middle of the beautifully decorated lawn area, with Shehnaaz's hands and legs full of mehndi.

Others were all around, but they weren't visible at all and so for them, the lawn was empty.

"Ye kyun?", he asked with a dazed smile, once they pulled apart.

"Kyunki pyaar aya terepe!", Shehnaaz said lovingly, looking longingly at him.