falling in love PART 11-12 UPDATED(kash ff) - Page 10

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chap 8

My phone was vibrating quickly across my bedSide table. I lifted my head sleepily and looked at the name. Jen. I should have known. I yawned and picked up the phone. I wasn't getting out of this. "Hey Jen."

"Shilpa Singh Anand. Why did you not call me? You had specific instructions to call me as soon as you got back from his house." She took a steadying breath." If I didn't not love you, you would be in a lot of trouble right now."

I rolled my eyes and looked at the clock. It was 2 o'clock in the morning. "Jen, it's been an interesting day. When I got back I just wanted to sleep."

"Well tell me now. I have to know." Her excitement was getting the better of her. "Did you talk about the kiss? Did he kiss you again? Are you guys officially dating yet?"

"Jen, slow down. Yes, yes, and yes. Now will you calm down? I'm not sure your little pixie heart can't take all the excitement." I tried not to giggle, but it escaped anyway.

"This is so amazing, Shilpa. Now you can finally come with Mayank, Pankit, Sue and I on our dates."

"Don't Karan and I usually come anyway?" I wasn't sure that our becoming official really changed anything beSides the fact that I had pulled the most beautiful boy in existence off the market.

"Of course, now we'll all be on dates. It will be so much more romantic. We've been holding back on the mushy stuff for your sake. Now we're going to do actual date stuff."

"Did it ever occur to you that you could have gone on a date without me? I mean, come on Jen. Mayank probably wants to spend some alone time with you."

"But I needed to make sure that you and Karan progressed properly. I couldn't have you screwing this up for yourself."

I sighed. She was right in a way. I had this ability to make myself miserable. I hoped that I wouldn't screw up what I had with Karan. "Jen, promise me you aren't going to neglect Mayank in you mission to keep Karan and I together.

"Don't be silly, Shilpa." I wasn't being silly. She had a way of getting caught up in a project. "I just got off the phone with him." She paused. "Are you going to get some alone time with Karan when we get back?"

"JEN!"

I heard footsteps and my door slammed open. "What's wrong? What's going on?" Amit was standing in my door way with a baseball bat in hand.

"Sorry, Dad. I was talking on the phone with my roommate." I felt really bad. Amit had probably gotten used to complete silence while he slept.

He grumbled incoherently and went back to his room. There was more grumbling in his room then a comforting, familiar female voice.

"Sue?" It came out in a whisper.

"Shilpa, what are you talking about?"

I was in shock. How had I not noticed this before? "I think my dad's sleeping with this woman that I know. I think I hear her voice coming from his bedroom."

"Good for him. You should learn from him. It's time you take your relationship with Karan to the next level."

That snapped me back to attention. "Jen, we just made it official. It's not the right time, I'm not ready yet." That was almost a lie. I had never been more ready for somebody in my entire life, but it wasn't the right time, yet. Something was missing, but I wasn't sure what yet. I shook it off, "I just need a little more time."

Jen sighed, "Y'all are driving back tomorrow, right?"

"Yeah, it's supposed to take us more than 2days, but Karan gets us there in almost 24hours. I can't pay attention when he's driving, he has to be going over one hundred miles an hour." I sighed. "Jen, I'm tired, can I talk to you later."

"Only if you promise to give me the details later."

I promised. There was no way to get out of it. She was determined to find out what happened. I was really tired, but I knew that sleep was going to evade me tonight. I let my mind wander to discover the details which I would give her.

After lunch, we had all sat in the main room and listened to Karan play. The baby grand was beautiful. The only thing more beautiful was what Karan played. He seemed to alternate between classic to some unknown composer. His parent's smiled when the unknown composer's songs were played. At the end of his concert his mother's eyes lit up at another unknown piece. He spun on the bench to look at us. "What do you think?"

Sonia was the first to speak, "It was beautiful. It's so nice that you're still writing."

It hit me like a ton of bricks. "You wrote that?" He nodded at me and I realized that he'd probably written most if not all the pieces I hadn't recognize.

He was still looking at me like my opinion mattered to him more than anything else in the world. "What did you think?"

"I'm not sure words can describe it. It was beautiful. I've never heard anything like it before."

Karan smiled and held my eyes with his. "You inspired it."

I know my mouth was open with shock. The blush covered my face at a speed that I had not known before.

I felt my hands covered and looked over to see Sonia sitting next to me. There were tears in her eyes as she took me in her arms. "Thank you" she whispered in my ear. I was so shocked I didn't know how to respond. She pulled back and asked me to help with dessert while the boys set up the grill.

I was getting closer to sleep with the memory of Karan's song playing in my head. It was beautiful. I don't know how I could have inspired such beauty.

I let my mind wander to Sonia standing in the kitchen watching her boys in the backyard. She was talking about them as little boys. How they had always been the best of friends. I could imagine what she was describing. Chubby little Pankit chasing lanky Karan around the piano. The boys wrestling in the backyard. Karan helping Pankit study for school and Pankit standing up to any bullies who thought Karan was an easy target. They were still close, and I couldn't imagine one without the other.

I know I had to have been smiling. Sonia pulled me into another unexpected hug. "Be good to him, dear. You've changed him so much, and I could never stand the idea of what he'd do if you weren't a part of his life anymore."

I couldn't imagine what she was thinking. How could I affect him so much? We'd only known each other for a few months. I smiled at her nonetheless, "I have no intention of letting him go. As long as he wants me around, I'll be here."

Tears slid down her cheek as she held me tightly. I wanted to stay like that forever. That was the first time I'd ever felt like a girl in her mother's arms. I wanted to savor the moment.

The rest of the afternoon was spent saving my brownies and making a few other small things that would go well with the Bar B Q. Dinner was fun. Everyone laughed and talked. I felt oddly as if I fit. I wanted to fit. I loved being here with these people. They exuded the love that should come with a family.

I didn't want to leave. Billy and Sonia both hugged me at the door. Pankit picked me up in another bear hug and carried me to the car. "Now don't let him take advantage of you, lil sis'. If he steps out of line, you better let me know." I had to laugh. We both knew Karan would be the perfect gentleman. I didn't know if he knew how to act any other way.

I wanted to concentrate on the drive home. Karan had put in Debussy and drove to the tempo of the music. He didn't want the night to end any more than I did. He took my hand on the console and drove quietly. I closed my eyes and concentrated on the feel of my hand in his. It was so warm. Warmth spread from my hand through my arm.

All too soon, we were parked in front of my house. At the time, I thought Amit was asleep because he never came to the door to hurry me inside.

Karan and I sat in the car for twenty minutes talking. We discussed when and how we were going to leave. I kept my eyes closed and my head relaxed against the chair. His thumb was rubbing soothing circles in my hand.

His other hand came up to stroke my cheek. I opened my eyes and turned toward him. His green eyes were so peaceful, so serene. He leaned forward and took my lips in his. The way that our lips had moved together was sensual yet sweet. He was slow and gentle. I didn't want him to stop, but it was inevitable that he would. I concentrated on his eyes. The emeralds sparkled as I looked into them. No gem in the world would ever live up to his eyes.

Sleep finally took me as I was thinking about his eyes and the melody which he wrote for me floated through my mind. I held onto the image into my dreams.

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