Chapter 8

Khushi stared at him like he was an alien. Couldn't he see the stress she under? Couldn't he see that they were going to sleep under the same roof and not in different tents like before? They were going to live under the same roof! Was what Khushi's heart kept screaming. Luckily, it was big house, not that big, but still big to keep them from being near. She looked at him as looked back at her. She saw calmness in his eyes as if telling her that he was happy to be with her and she calmed too then. And suddenly goes tense again. Wait if he said friend, does that mean we're going to sleep on the same bed?

"If you want to, then we can sleep together on the same bed. No problem by me whatsoever." Arnav spoke to her. Khushi widens her eyes realizing she spoke that aloud instead. She turns crimson red as she looks away from him. Fortunately, her hair was down so he couldn't see her looking like a red puffed tomato. However, she feels his hands pulling her hair away. She faces away from him, but her eyes are watching him from the corner of her eyes. He leans into her and brushes his cold lips against her cheek, on purpose, she knows and makes his way to her ear and whispers, "You look cute when you blush." And gets off the bed.

"Where are you going?" she askes unconsciously not knowing what she was saying. Then it suddenly hits her. She was acting like him leaving was a bad thing. He looks at her as if she was insane. But then suddenly, he eyes turn amusing.

"Do you me ant to sleep with you?" He asked politely with amusement still in his eyes as leans near her. Khushi shakes her head like a kid who got scolded. "Are you sure? Are you positively sure because aren't you afraid from storms?" He speaks politely as he raises his eyebrows. Khushi glares at him knowing he was teasing her.

"I'm NOT AFRAID. I love this weather, love the hail and the beautiful lightening pounding on my window. Puh-lease!" Khushi yelles at him while lying.

Arnav shruggs his shoulders, "Okay, fine be me." He turns around and walks to the door and turns slight around, "I'll be in the guest bedroom. Call me if you need anything...scaredy-cat." Walks out of her room.

"AM NOT!" Khushi yells as she runs to close her door. She turns around and thinks to herself. I am not a scaredy-cat...how dare he call me a scaredy-cat...I am so not a...ahhh! She jumps as the lightning strikes. "Why can't this world ever be peaceful? I swear I'm going to die soon from this entire trauma. My life is already on a roller coaster and now this idiotic storm had to come. "She says as she lays on the bed with a blanket over her. She jumps on the bed again as the thunder roars and grabs her teddy bear. She holds it tightly as if her life spared on it. Then suddenly she breathes him. She tosses the teddy bear away. "I'm not a scaredy-cat." And makes herself fall asleep. If she can...

Khushi wakes up jumping on her bed as she hears heavy winds screaming outside at 2am. It felt like a tornado hit the ground right next to her window. She jumps off her bed and runs to the guest bedroom where he was. She opens the door quietly and tip toes to his bed.

"I thought you said you weren't a scaredy cat?" he said. Khushi gasps realizing he's awake. He turns around and faces toward her, still in his blanket and turns on the light. Khushi stands there looking at him, while one of her foot tells her to go to him, while the other foot begs her to go back to her room. She stared at him as he indicated with his eyes to come forward. She walked with her hands folded in the front and biting her lips over her loss and his win. "So?"

Khushi looked at him with a confused look, "So? What?" she asked. He looked at her amusingly telling her he was right. "I'm not a scaredy cat! I----uh----just came to see if you were sleeping well. As you-----are ttthee guest. ...and now I see...you are sleeping well...soo bye!" she said as she fastly turned around to escape from him but he grabbed her hand and pulled her making her fall on top of him. She gulped largely at seeing how she was on top of him. They stare at each other, forgetting their small argument over whom was right and wrong, forgetting that there was a barrier in between them, and forgetting that there was nothing in between them. Suddenly, Khushi jumps from hearing lightening roar, letting her remember the reason she was here in the first place. He also lets go of her and sits up. Khushi stares at him; or basically his chest. He was wearing dark gray crinkled t-shirt, which he always wears under his formal shits and his hair was even messed up causing her Khushi an arousal. She looked away from him fast, scared he'll see her.

"Come on." Arnav said as he got up. Khushi looked at him confused, where was he going at this time and taking her. "To your bedroom, where else would you think we go at 2:15am?" He says as he looks at his watch.

"My room?" she says as she gets up fixes herself. She's already wearing shorts and her clothes were disoriented.

"Yeah. You can't go to sleep already and sleeping in this room will make it even worse. So come on." Arnav says as he walks out of the room while brushing his hair. Khushi looked at him as he walked in front of her. This was another new Arnav she was seeing. His walking little tiredly, making him look even more sexy.

Khushi lies on bed on her right side still awake, however, she can't hear the thunder rolling outside, and she only heard her heart pounding. It pounded so fast as if the heart was going to jump out any second, making Khushi hold it trying to keep there. She wasn't sure if he was asleep or was awake like her.He's asleep of course. Why would he care if he's sleeping with a girl? Khushi thought to herself. Suddenly, she hears him shifting on the bed. She had given him a separate blanket not wanting him to sleep without a blanket. Suddenly she feels his leg rubbing her. She widens her eyes, but then she feels his breath on her neck. She raises her blanket a little to protect herself. He lowers her blanket, making her eyes widen more. "You know, this is first time I like my birthday. I love how it started." He whispers to her. Khushi smiles slightly, happy that he wants to be with her.

Khushi woke up and flipped on her left side. He wasn't there. She fastly jumped out of her bed and ran out of her room. She saw him downstairs watching TV. She took a step on the stairs and jolted back. Remembering she hadn't taken a shower. She ran fast back to room ignoring her Payal jingling and ran to the bathroom to look at herself. She looked like the ends rolls of a tornado. Her hair was messed up like a rockstar, her half open, and her clothes wrinkled making her top button unbuttoned.

After taking a shower, she came downstairs dressed black laced full-sleeve shirt http://www1.macys.com/shop/product/free-people-top-scandalous-long-sleeve-lace?ID=520531&CategoryID=255&LinkType=&swatchColor=Black#fn=COLOR%3DBlack%26SLEEVE_LENGTH%3DLong%20Sleeve%26sp%3D2%26spc%3D63%26ruleId%3D72%26slotId%3D57 and white flare pant, tiny hoop earrings, and did hair in a simple ponytail. She dressed herself to look good and to act like she didn't care about him.

Khushi sat in the back seat of Raj's car. She was going to the party with Raj and Avinash. She wore a long red dress with small parts of black http://www.canadapromdressesonline.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/long-red-formal-dresses1.jpg and did her hair in simple bun, http://your-hairstyles.com/img/arts/2010/Aug/14/300/casual_bun.jpg . She knew Arnav's parties were little too formal. But know, as him being a business man, there were going to be other people there too. So here she sat in the car, both her and Avinash looking formal. She and Avinash, future sister-in-law, shared the same characteristics. We both wore simple clothes, both were doctors, except she was a neurosurgeon and Khushi was a general surgeon, we both are tall, we both love sports when it comes to FIFA, and we both love reading, and most of all we both love Raj. The only sad thing was they both didn't have much time to meet and chat. But what was even worse was that Avinash and Raj didn't have time to meet together ever since they started dating, and yet they love each other. (True. My brother and his girlfriend are dating and we live in the same state, and the last time they saw each other was in October. And they still love each other! i have to salute them...proud of them...)

As they arrived to his house, Khushi sat still and once again enjoyed the beauty of the house from far away. It was even more beautiful in the evening, with the house being lit. However, they might have to park the car far away since his driveway and his alone street was packed with cars. Just as Raj hit the accelerator to go ahead, there was tapping on the door. Raj rolled down his window and Rahul stuck his head in.

"Arnav left a space for you to park in his garage too. "he said and stepped away.

As they stepped in the house or mostly Khushi felt people turn towards her. Half of her former classmates who were not at Anjali-Atul's wedding but were here. She heard people muttering things about her as she walked behind Raj. She felt the stares. This was why she didn't want to come because she hated it. She hated getting attention, she hated how people stared at her shamelessly, and she hated how people stared at her for one second and made some gossip up. She already one gossip as she walked in, the one where she heard her former classmate Sanjana just say right now that she came back because she got deported. Deported! Yes, you're right. My life got deported. Khushi said to herself.

This was something she didn't understand. If Arnav loved her, then why didn't he see this? Why couldn't he see these people torturing her? Did he just love her and wanted to finish her dreams, or did he really love her and see the torture? She didn't ask for him to change, but this was definitely something he didn't change. Even when they dated, he always sided with the society and not with her or Armaan. Why? Why did does do that? Was it because he was a business man? But Armaan was also a business man and hated this society now, then what? Why did he always choose this shameless society over his friends?

"Happy Birthday yaar!" Raj yelled. Khushi looked up and saw him coming towards them. He looked sexy. He was wearing all black: black suit, black shirt, and a black tie. Only his watch was silver. As he came towards them, she saw his eyes shift over to her for a second. He hugged Raj and they did there what's-up-bro shake. Raj leaned into him and said something only the four of them could hear, "Thanks for last night man. Thanks for taking care of my kid." Khushi rolled her eyes as his brother called her his kid. He always said that after he started going to college. She loved it, however.

"No problem, man." He said as he hugged Avinash. "Appetizers are over there. Enjoy yourselfs!" he said as he pointed toward the buffet stands. Raj took Avinash's hand and they walked toward the buffets stands. Khushi follows them fast scared he'll stop her. As she walks toward the stands, she slightly turns her had back and widens her eyes as she sees him looking at her. He's looking at her as if examining her, rubbing his chin. She stares at him as she keeps walking forward, and suddenly she bumps into somebody.

"Hey! Watch where you're going...oh tum!" says Muskaan as turns around. Khushi sighs a relief happy that it wasn't somebody else she bumped into. She looks at Mukaan and sees her wearing the same dress, except its purple-black. Well, not surprising to see they had the same dress. They brought these dresses for their friend's wedding during college. "Hey, look! We're fraternal twins!"

Khushi stands outside adorning the scenery once again. She loved it. Fell like it she was actually seeing scenery. She loved it here. The breeze, the view, and the house. She stood there drinking Vanilla Soda (delicious! It's an Italian soda)

"Well, if it's isn't the famous Khushi Kumari Gupta who returns." says a strong male voice behind her. Khushi spins around and sees Jigar. Jigar is one of Armaan's and Arnav's friend, they were roommates in college. She smiles at him as he hugs her.

"Hi, Jigar. How are you?" she says to him as they stand there enjoying the view. Khushi always liked Jigar, he was always caring and comical towards her.

"I'm good, you? Glad to see you after so long. How was London? That's where you went right?" he said as he turned towards her.

"Yeah. London was amazing. London is a great city to live in, so much to see and do...the weather is not the best. It was a great change." Khushi smiled at him. He laughs. Khushi goes confuse.

"Well, I can see that." He says as she watches him checks her up and down. Somehow, she feels uncomfortable.

"Thank You Mr. Smith. I hope I am eager to wait to meet you soon and discuss our future." Says Arnav loudly behind them. Khushi turns around and sees him staring at her. Somehow, not knowing, she steps away from Jigar. She sees Jigar turn around and beam as he sees Arnav, telling Khushi it's the business man. Arnav walks over to them as he puts his phone away. "Hope you guys are enjoying the party." He says as he does the man hug and shake to Jigar.

"Happy Birthday man! Turning 27 huh! Party's good man, but why didn't you throw it in the club like we did in the old days?" Jigar says as he shakes his head smiling, "Those were what I actually call parties. All the booze, the laughs, and most of all the girls we got for the night."

Khushi stands there unsure if she should leave or stay, feeling even more uncomfortable of listening to them. However, she stands there not moving. She sees Arnav smile slightly at Jigar. "Well, life changes. Those days were good, but as I said life changes. So how's Katrina?" Khushi goes numb from remembering that Jigar is Katrina's brother. Katrina who was her old roommate, who talked dirty about her.I guess she doesn't care if she's bleak. Poor her...she will only find out when Arnav kicks her out of this country was what Katrina had said. She suddenly remembered she was smiling and laughing; and also in front of Jigar. Would he tell Katrina and other people that she was talking and smiling? "Khushi?" Khushi looked up, coming away from her thoughts, and saw Arnav looking at her. She looks around and sees no sign of Jigar. "What's wrong?" he asks again. She shakes her head indicating nothing is wrong, and takes a step forward to leave. But he's to fast and grabs her wrist and pulls her toward him. She looks at him and sees how calm and relax his eyes are. Then it suddenly hits her that there alone and loses her ability to speak. She looks at him again and sees him tilt his head slightly to the side, just as he did when he first met her, and says "Hi." And just with that one word she goes numb.

He steps forward to close the distance and she steps backward to make a distance. He steps forward, she steps back. He steps forward, she steps back until she hits a tree. Suddenly, she finds it difficult to breath. His intoxication is killing her. Her heart beats rapidly, her legs wobble, her eyes widen, and her chest rises up and down heavily. He leans into her, making her grab her dress for support since there was nothing else. "Guess what I know?"

"Www-wwhhh-aaat?" she stutters has he makes a cute stimulating face. He smiles and leans even closer to her.

"That you love me." He whispers into her ear. Her eyes widen, not remembering when she told him that. The last time she told him she loved him was four years ago. And since when did he get to excited if she said she loved him. "You said it last night when you were sleeping...and when somebody talks in their sleep that means they're not lying." Khushi gasps. Wanting to slap herself for why did she have to speak when she was sleeping. HEY DEVI MAIYA! Khushi screams in her head. His leg brushes her leg as he leans finishes their distance completely, "and that was the best gift I ever had. Thank You."

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