*Chapter 3*
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"Morning Ridzi!" Having swallowed another bite of her mayonese sandwich, Riddhima smiled at her sister, who pulled up a chair near her.
"Morning, Di." Done chewing another bite, she took the food in another motion and smiled at her sister.
"Gosh, your eyes are swollen again. You din't sleep at all, did you?" The fact that Riddhima was not able to sleep was not a secret. Her face was pale and shrunken, her hair was far from combed, and her eyes were swollen red.
"I'll get used to it. Relax!" Riddhima dropped her gaze, and diverted her mind to her delicious chicken mayonese sandwich.
"Are you sure the 'time difference' is the reason?"
There we go again...Is Armaan the reason? Is he fine...did you have a fight...bleh....
Spending sleepless nights and answering Anjali's suspicion filled questions was starting to get on her nerves now.
"Are you expecting some other reasons?" Riddhima raised her gaze towards her sister. The newly-turned-detective immediately dropped her gaze down, when she found her little sister looking at her with the irritated expression.
I should shut up now!
"Hm, you'll get used to it!" Riddhima sighed in relief, as she heard Anjali saying the same and walking towards the empty kitchen.
"I'm going to prepare some coffee. You need something?" Riddhima's mind was still mingling on the fact that she might have to adjust her life without him now.
"Nope."
*Flashback*
'Lets watch Paranormal Activity.' She still remembers Armaan's ecstatic cum evil expression while he handed her the DVD of another horror movie.
'You kidding me right? I mean you know that I hate horror movies.' Riddhima looked at him, surprised and suspicious at the same time. She could see the wicked grin on his face; He was upto something. This might be one of his another pranks, since he loves playing pranks. Be it the morgue prank, or something else...Armaan was possibly tried everything. But she was sure that this was his last prank...he wouldn't be alive after this, if this is a prank.
'Oh, comon! Just one horror movie. You know I love them. Please!' Having said that, Armaan stretched his facial muscles to make himself pout. Riddhima rolled her eyes. When Armaan puts on his 'puppy dog look'...it has always turned out to be a disaster for Riddhima!
'It is not that scary. I swear! You'll probably laugh at the movie.' The confidence in Armaan's tone wasn't appealing Riddhima a bit. But the desperation on his face...the desparation to watch the movie in a dark room at midnight was melting her heart. What could she do? She loves him!
Love...a pain in the ass! Riddhima thought, as she agreed.
'Don't worry Riddhima. You will end up laughing at this shit!' He stroked her cheeks gently as he saw her nod.
*After the Movie*
"Mummyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!" Riddhima's hold on her blanket tightened as if she was going to tear it into pieces.
"Riddhima?" She saw her good-for-nothing, stupid boyfriend pace out of the kitchen.
"Riddhima?" Armaan placed the soda cans on the table and took her in his arms. It was a hard task to manage your scared girlfriend and suppress your laugh at the same time. But if you fail, you might go homeless (forever!).
I know for sure that she will kick me out of the house. Well, maybe not tonight...since she too scared to be alone in the house right now (I love her room mate for being out of town at this point of time).
"Wh...whats that?" Riddhima pointed at the shadow at the corner of the room. Judging by its size, shape and appearance, Riddhima concluded that it was a deathly demon who was come to kill her. Armaan sighed.
He tried to get up, but only in vain. Riddhima wasn't ready to let him go.
"Wh..where you think are you going?" She snuggled in closer.
Hm, paradise! Armaan thought. This was definitely one of the rare scenes where Riddhima was voluntarily offering all the cuddles, not that Armaan was complaining.
"To switch the lights on. Give me a second." Armaan cupped her cheeks. She nodded. With a tinge of non confidence in her gesture, Riddhima let him go. The darkness faded away, as Armaan switched on the lights.
"Its the curtains! Look." Armaan walked to the corner. He raised the curtains, pretending to check it as she sighed in relief.
"Aaaaahhh!!" Armaan's sudden and terrifying scream made her leap up from the sofa. She literally spat out the coke and look in the direction. Only Armaan's legs were visible.
"He's caught me Riddhima. Help!" She heard him cry, something that made her shiver. Without another thought, she bravely ran towards the darkest corner of the room and removed the corner. The scene in front of her was not she had expected.
She found him rolling in fits of laughter, behind the curtains.
"I love you." Armaan repeated the words again. Only this time, the words din't touch heart this time.
"Jerk. Jackass! I'm gonna murder you." Saying this, Riddhima made her Olympic run towards run towards Armaan, who ran to save his life.
"I'll turn into a ghost and haunt you then." Armaan laughed again, as they ran around the empty house.
"Armaan Malik! Come here! Ugh! Today is your death day, Moron!" The cat and mouse chase continued for a while, until she saw him drop his body on the couch.
"Uh, enough. I'm tired." Armaan saw the smoke escaping Riddhima's nostrils and ears, as she marched towards him.
"Kill me if you want to.." Spontaneously, Armaan caught her hands and pulled her towards him.
"Ow! Armaan!" Her tone was softer this time. She opened her his to find herself on him. His gaze was intense, he was in no fun mood.
"Kiss me or kill me." The intensity in his deep voice sent shiver down her spines. She witnessed an unusual electric current passing through her veins, as she felt his hands hold her waist.
She was lost....lost enough to be shocked when he rolled their bodies with a jerk. She closed her eyes with the motion, and opened it again, sensing a weight on her. On opening her eyes, she found him on top of her. Involuntarily, her breathing grew heavier and nervous.
She noticed that the lights were switched off again. Perhaps, Armaan had turned them off during the energetic chase. What shocked her the most was that she was no more scared..in his arms. She looked into his eyes, only to get lost in them.
"Kill me..or kiss me.." She repeated his words, thought she meant it different, something that Armaan's mind couldn't escape on. She closed her eyes to digest the moment.
Transformation of the chaos into deep unending silence was killing her! She opened her eyes to lock her eyes with his. Her breathing were erratic as she saw him making a move. She closed her eyes, as their lips for the first time. Her body freezed momentarily as she he brushed his lips against hers. At this Riddhima snaked her arms around him, pulling him closer.
While her eyes were still closed, he had completely knocked all her senses out as he sucked, bit and licked her lower lips, which stopped soon. Startled, Riddhima opened her eyes to find him looking at her. The amount of intensity and love in his single gaze made her go crazy. She clenched his hair and pulled him, until their lips finally met their dead ends. She opened her lips slightly, allowing him to insert his tongue. This was followed by tongue rolling and body crushing, until the two finally parted.
They broke the kiss, breathing heavily. A sudden feeling of awkwardness aroused in Riddhima as he stroked her cheeks. It was their first kiss and she felt different..weird. How much ever she tried, she was not able to meet his gaze.
"No more scared, huh?" Armaan wasted no time in breaking the mingling awkward silence. Riddhima's arms were still locked around his neck. Riddhima finally lifted her gaze to look at him.
"Don't that much." She admitted, as she saw him grin.
"Yet still a little?" He saw her nod reluctantly.
"Let me do something about it." Immediately, Armaan locked his lips with hers as she stroked his back sensually. He held her waist and pulled her closer, till the two two bodies merged into one in the darkness.
Riddhima broke the make-out session as the realization dawned on her. It was 4 am and she needed sleep!
"Lets get you to bed." Her mind-reader boyfriend broke the awkward silence again, stroking her cheeks. Riddhima nodded in response...
Soon after they reached the bedroom, Armaan tucked Riddhima comfortably in the bed.
"Goodnight." Armaan kissed her gently and sweetly.
"Goodnight." Riddhima smiled.
"I'll be in the guest room, if you need me. kay?" Saying this, Armaan began to leave when something stopped him. He turned around to watch her pout while holding his hands. His heart skipped a beat.
"You need something?" Armaan looked at her quizzical smile on his face.
"I...I'm scared." The creepiness in Riddhima's gesture and tone, just like a 6-year old girl, made him smile.
"You want me to do something about it?" Armaan smiled as she nodded.
"I want to cuddle you." The sweet admittance, along with the slight blush and lots of pouting made him go love-frenzy. Without another thought, Armaan pulled out his deep-grey shaded shirt and hopped into the bed.
He din't have to worry. He couldn't sleep with a shirt, and she knew that. The weather was cool and breezy. Armaan wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer. She ran her fingers through his masculine and well-built abs. He placed a silent kiss on her head, she smiled. Armaan felt different, having Riddhima this close to him. It was strangely beautiful. He could feel her sweet scented breathe on his chest, and it was taking him away.
Although Riddhima soon drifted off to sleep, it was him who had spent a sleepless night. He din't complain. He loved it! Two of them on a single bed, and he spent the entire night watch her sleep. Her body stiffened suddenly, breaking Armaan's gazing session. Acknowledging that she might be having a nightmare. Riddhima was suddenly uneasy, uncomfortable; her sweaty forehead was indicative of the restlessness building in her.
"Shh...shh....I'm here. Calm down." Armaan stroked her cheeks gently, which made her calm down. Armaan's grip on her waist tightened protectively. He knew now the reason of her hatred for horror movies. After this incident, he made it a point to avoid horror movies for Riddhima. When hanging out with friends, he would always successfully divert the minds, thereby avoiding a horror flick. What he din't know was that Riddhima was no more scared...with him near her. It was since that day, till their breakup..Riddhima had now got used to spend her nights in his arms.
True, they had innumerable fights, but Armaan would always come back at night. He knew that she was scared of the dark. Inspite of being angry, he would wrap her body around his arms and pull her closer to his chest. This would always put an end to their fight. But one night Armaan din't come back. She waited, until she decided to give up. When he came back the next morning, she was gone..
The reason of her sleepless nights in India made her sigh. How much ever she tried, she could not sleep without Armaan near her.
*Present*
"Ridzi." Anjali's call made Riddhima snap out of her thoughts.
"It was Atul's call. Do you want to meet him in the evening?" Riddhima saw Anjali disconnect the call and then look at her. Her thoughtful face soon turned into a ecstatic and excited one.
"Ya..Ya...Sure....Sure...when? what time? what place? when are we going? Yay! I'm gonna meet Jeeju! Yayy!" Anjali chuckled at her younger sisters happy dance. Their entire family, except Riddhima & Anjali, were out were the weekend. It was a perfectly planned meeting, which Riddhima was looking forward to. Though happy on the outside, she had given up on the inside...only if Armaan would let her give up.
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