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Hey guys!!! Thanks a lot for all your lovely comments!!!

I'm writing a MayUr one on my laptop. After I get done with that I will do SaJan and RanKan!

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Love always,

Nidz

Mayank Sharma stared outside the window thinking of his Ahmadabad trip with Nupur. Everything seemed so different after it. He couldn't believe he had grown to love the girl he had despised with all his heart. His mind denied it, forced him to concentrate on his studies and ignore Nupur as much as possible. But his heart knew he couldn't. The further he ran away from her, the closer his heart ached for her.

Nupur's animated talks, her cute smile, the way her soft hair brushed against his face as she turned around, her filmy talks and everything about her. No matter how much he avoided her, no matter how much he wanted to stay away from her, her cute tactics of getting him to befriend her and everything else. He remembered Rose Day when she followed him with white roses, then yellow roses and then finally red roses.

He remembered how his hopes went high when he saw Nupur coming towards him with a bouquet of red roses in his hand. He thought she reciprocated his feelings. But, she was just trying to get him to be friends with her. Yet, he left her once again, hoping those romantic feelings would leave him. But once again, his so called expertise plans failed.

He thought of the time when she thought he was on drugs and had made all those rehab notes. He had been extremely harsh on her and had hurt her badly. Those tears in her eyes had touched his heart. For the first time in his life he had regretted an action of his. He thought of all the ways he had tried to manaofy her in order to gain back that priceless friendship and companionship which had been brought into his life with Nupur's life.

He had succeeded too, by memorizing the lines from Tehzaab. He was even ready to jump from the terrace if that made Nupur forgive him. But she forgave him after hearing those lines.

Tonight he had just confessed his feelings to Nupur and it turned out she loved him too. She loved him a lot too and that had made him so happy. Nupur Bhushan, the girl he loved more than his own life loved him back. Mayank couldn't think of anything better.

He got up from there and went to bed. He lay down and thought about Nupur and only Nupur. He thought of all the memories that had something to do with her. The time when she had gotten drunk and they danced together. The time when he, himself got drunk and almost confessed his feelings to her, but she had thought he was talking about Samrat and Gunjan's budding friendship. Then all the times he had tried to get her to realize her feelings for him, and of course their love confession.

He couldn't describe how he felt when he came to know that Nupur loved him back too. She had even called him her Raja. This meant she had fully accepted him as her sapno ki rajkumar. He had never thought that he would ever take that position in her life and become her prince charming. But now that he had, it felt so surreal, as if it were all a dream.

Nupur Bhushan lay comfortably in bed, unable to sleep. Today she had finally realized her feelings for Mayank. She loved him, oh yes she did. She loved him more than her heart could bear. This feeling of love was so much different from what she had seen in all those movies. It was much more magical, it was much more real and much more beautiful.

All she could think of was Mayank, Mayank and only Mayank. Her Mayank. It was such a beautiful feeling when she could call him her Mayank. He was no longer her friend Mayank, but her boyfriend or rather lover Mayank.

She tossed in bed with each thought of him and whenever she thought of him her stomach did a flip-flop, her heart skipped a beat and a chill went down her spine. This was what true love was, she decided. She loved his warm, loving voice which had such a soothing effect on her.

The way he called her "Nupur", the way each touch of his took her heart in and out like a boomerang, each ada of his was so different from the rest, so much more beautiful.

She never thought that she would fall in love with Mayank, the Mayank Sharma, the heartthrob of the college, the saddoo guy whom she had constantly tried to befriend. She never thought that that friendship would turn out to be something more, that he was her sapno ki rajkumar. But now that she had found him, she would never let go of him, no matter what.

The next day the rays of the sun penetrated through the glass window and touched the sleeping Nupur. Nupur opened her eyes slowly, letting the suns rays envelope her and magnify the beautiful feeling of first love. Gunjan tapped her shoulder.

"Di why are you behaving like a Bollywood film heroine who has just realized that she is in love?" she asked.

"Nothing Gunjan," Nupur said, quickly getting up. "Just trying to be a tad bit filmy."

"As usual," Gunjan said, shaking her head. "By the way Mayank had called."

"What, when, how, where, why?" Nupur asked, all at once.

"Just now, ten minutes ago," Gunjan said, baffled by her sister's curiosity and sudden tense. "He wanted to talk about an upcoming inter-college competition."

"Oh," Nupur said. "What did you tell him?"

"Tell him about what?" Gunjan asked.

"When he asked about me," Nupur said, in that it's-so-obvious tone.

"I told him you were sleeping," Gunjan said. "Anyways he has asked you to call him back."

"You too Gunjan," Nupur said, shaking her head. "Couldn't you have told him I was studying or something?"

"He is such a close friend of yours Di," Gunjan said, smiling. "I'm sure he knows more about you. In fact he himself made a guess that you were sleeping."

"Mayank," Nupur said. "I'm sorry for not waking up early."

"Di you have gone mad," Gunjan said, shaking her head in exasperation. "Anyways I have to meet Samrat regarding something important, so bye."

"Bye Mayank," Nupur said.

"Not Mayank," Gunjan said. "Gunjan. Your younger sister Gunjan, remember?"

"Yes yes I do," Nupur said. "How can I forget you, after all you are the person I love?"

"What?" Gunjan asked, shocked. "I'm pretty sure you have lost it!"

"Bye," Nupur said.

"Bye Di," Gunjan said and went away.

"Oh no," Nupur said to herself. "What explanation should I give Mayank? He doesn't like my getting up late! He said its bad for the health."

Nupur grabbed her clothes and in a hurry she took Dia's blue strapless dress by mistake.

'I think I should go over to Nupur's,' Mayank thought. 'After all that might be a way to finally wake her up.'

Mayank looked at himself in the mirror and he looked hot. He was wearing a dashing purple full-sleeved shirt and a black pant. He took an auto which took him straight to the Bhushan residence.

Nupur bathed herself in a hurry. She tried to calm her nerves while the hot water bathed her, but it was impossible while thinking of her hot boyfriend. She didn't know what explanation to give him for sleeping in late.

'I will tell him I was dreaming about him and didn't want to wake up,' Nupur thought excitedly. 'He will definitely melt when I say that.'

Mayank arrived at the Bhushan residence within ten minutes. He rung the bell and was greeted by a sleepy Uday.

"Did you forget your way home?" Uday asked, yawning. "That you arrive at the Bhushan doorstep?"

"Wow, everyone in this house likes sleeping in," Mayank said. "I'm here to meet Nupur."

"She's up in her room," Uday said. "Climb up the stairs and go to the first room to the right."

"Alright thanks...DODO," Mayank said.

"How...do...you...sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeepyyyyyyyyyyy," Uday said rushing into his bed waiting to get back to bed.

"What type of crazy people live in this house," Mayank said, locking the door.

He went up to Nupur's room and saw that no one was there.

'I guess she has already woken up,' Mayank thought. 'I will wait for her here itself.'

'Oh no what type of a dress have I brought inside?' Nupur wondered, almost getting a panic attack. 'Why did Dia have to wear such small clothes?'

Nupur changed into it anyways and exited the bathroom.

She almost had a heart attack at the sight that greeted her. Mayank, her Mayank was sitting on her bed reading a magazine. Her jaw dropped far down in shock as well as surprise.

Mayank advanced towards her, taking slow and steady steps. He rubbed her right cheek with his right thumb. She moved back.

"Why are you so scared of me?" Mayank whispered into her ear. "Don't you trust me?"

"Y-y-y-y-ye-ye-ye-s-s-s-ye-s-yessss," Nupur managed to say. "I-'m-not-scared-of-you."

"Then why are you stammering so much?" he asked, now so close to her that she could feel his hot breath against her face.

"You-have-that-ef-fe-ct-on-me-e-e-e-e," Nupur spluttered.

"What effect?" Mayank asked, pulling her close.

Nupur felt as though electricity had shot through her. But the electricity was good and did her good.

"Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-,"

"I'm not your mother Nupur," Mayank said, smiling his million-dollar smile.

"Ma-ya-nk," Nupur said. "I----lo---------ve------you."

"What?" Mayank asked. "I couldn't understand what you said."

He pulled her even closer and every part of her was firmly pressed against his. She closed her eyes and moaned at the contact.

"Nupur?" Mayank said.

"IloveyouMayank," Nupur said, all at once.

"Wwhhaatt?" Mayank asked. "Speak properly princess."

"Princess?" Nupur asked, looking at him.

"You are my princess love," Mayank said.

"I said I love you," Nupur said, mustering all her courage.

"I love you too," Mayank said.

He then pulled her into a passionate hug. Nupur hugged him back with equal passion. She ran her hands through his hair and he didn't object, for the first time. This meant he had really loved her.

"I love you," Nupur whispered. "I really do Mayank, I really do."

"You are my life Nupur," Mayank whispered back.

"Really?" Nupur asked.

"Yes, absolutely," he said firmly.

Nupur sighed in his chest, out of pure happiness. This was better than any movie she had seen. Mayank loved her just as much as she loved him. The magic of true love was much better than the magic of first love too.

Slowly and carefully they parted. Mayank held her hand and softly and twirled her around. Nupur blushed so much that it looked like she would faint any time now. They sat down on the bed.

"What are you thinking Nupur?" Mayank asked.

Nupur looked away. Mayank turned her face back towards him and tilted her face.

"What are you doing?" Nupur stuttered.

Mayank said nothing, but he moved his face closer to hers. Nupur trembled with excitement as Mayank's hot breath brushed against her skin.

Slowly and carefully, cupping her face in his tender hands, Mayank placed his lips on Nupur's. Nupur all but fainted with happiness. They kissed sweetly and tenderly for full ten minutes before they separated.

Nupur felt giddy and clutched Mayank's hand. Mayank moved in for another kiss when Nupur stopped him.

"That's enough for now," Nupur said. "Otherwise I will die of happiness."

The End

Hope you all enjoyed that passionate bit in the story! I ended it with a comical touch because well I didn't want it to be all passion and no comedy!