Series of FF's on Arnav & Khushi : updated pg 165 - Page 98

Originally posted by: Priya_128

@RC : ahem...*cough cough* *wink wink*...kuch progresss huaaa ?

aaaj toh treat banta hai..the episode was so dreamyyy...welll i mean the 5 mins...goshhh...its like heaven...back..and then heaven again :)

He was standing with his back to her looking out towards the pool visible from their room. She looked at his rigid stance and actually felt the anger emanating from him. His coat had been flung across the bed; his sleeves rolled up, the bare muscular forearms and clenched fists held away from his body.

A sudden gush to run to him and put her arms around him from behind was immediately quelled when he turned suddenly, his penetrating glare pinning her to the spot.

He glared her for a bit, while she fidgeted with the corner of her palla.

'Aap aaj jaldi aa gaye…' she began weakly, wanting to break the awful silence.

'You were not expecting me, I know,' he cut her shortly, his cold stare not leaving her face. 'How convenient, that every one else was also asleep…'

'Kya …' she looked confused, 'kya keh rahen hai aap…'

'Don't start with the innocent act again, Khushi,' he warned menacingly 'I just saw you with some … some … WHO THE HELL WAS THAT?' He shouted suddenly pointing towards the door.

'Harry?' Khushi asked quizzically, looking towards where his hand was pointing.

'Are you asking me?' he sneered getting angrier by the minute at her stalling, 'or telling me?'

'Wo Harry … er … I told you ... he comes to…'

'Comes to WHAT?' He thundered again, making her wince. 'What does he …'

'Aap baat khatam karne deenge toh hum bataenge …' she answered crossly, cutting him mid sentence.

'LET ME FINISH,' he ground out, livid at being once again cut off like that.

'Finish? Kya finish … hum … I am only saying that you are not giving me a chance to say…' she said irritated and also angry that he was once again blaming and accusing her without knowing anything.

'What does 'HARRY' come to do… that requires him to hold you like that and …' he shut his eyes, trying to control his rising temper as images of her laughing and holding on to that boy's shoulders flashed before him again. HOW DARE ANYONE TOUCH HER!

'Aap phir nahi sun rahe…' Khushi tried patiently but firmly to get her words across to him.

'KHUSHI KUM…'

'Chillaiye mat', she again cut him off, 'sab aaram kar rahe hain ghar mein.'

She knew she had done it again, the minute the words were out of her lips. She watched in horror as he strode across to where she was standing across the room. Instinctively, she took a few tentative steps back as he reached her and grabbed her by her shoulders, shaking her forcefully.

'Didn't I just tell you to let me finish,' his chilly voice sent a shiver down her spine, and she felt his fingers biting into her skin through the sheer fabric of her blouse.

'And do not EVER tell me what to do and what not to do … SAMJHI TUM,' he continued to shake her with every word he ground out.

'Hum…' not one to be put down, she started answering him.

'WHO IS HE?' Arnav asked again, ignoring her muttering.

She kept looking at him, her eyes slightly wet with the sudden tears at being hurt like that.

'BOLO', he gave her a violent shake.

'Aap bolne denge toh hum kuch …

'KHUSHI…' he warned

'Humne nahi bulaya unhe,' she shot at him angry at being spoken to and rattled like a rag doll. 'You speak with naniji, about that. She was the one who brought him here.' She tried to shake off his hands from her shoulders.

'She came up with the idea that I need to learn a few things, to be able to be called your wife,' she all but sneered out the word 'wife' at him, missing the fury that was still glowing in his eyes.

'He has become a close friend, I told you. When you left me and went off to … to Paris … he and Sakshi were … and YOU … ' she had managed to shake his hands off her shoulder and was jabbing her finger at him as she spoke, pushing him backwards. 'I go through all this because of YOU … when YOU decide to save your sister … when YOU decide to deal with things … when YOU decide to marry me …' she paused for a breath, continuing to glare back at him.

'And for YOU I even agree to change my self … just so YOU Mr Arnav Singh Raizada are not embarrassed …'

'ENOUGH'… he held her hands mid air, as they were about to poke him with the next 'YOU'…

Taking her hands in his he twisted them behind her back, pulling her closer to his firm chest in the bargain.

'I did not ask you to change ... I did not ask you to learn English ... I did not ask you to dress differently …

'Par hum…' she shot at him

'SHUT UP AND LET ME FINISH …' he pulled her closer his fingers pressing into her wrists painfully.

'YOU don't have to change for me … I LOVE YOU AS YOU ARE, DAMMIT!' He shouted before a stunned silence engulfed both of them.

They stood like that in the painful embrace; both shocked at what was just said.

Khushi stared at him her mouth slightly open, as she was about to say something, her tear filled eyes wide with shock. The pain in her wrists abated, as she digested what she had just heard.

Arnav started at her intently, part of him glad to have that out, and a part stunned that he had actually said the words out aloud.

Seconds ticked as they just stood like that for what seemed like hours.

It was the sharp pain on her wrist where he was still holding her tight, that brought Khushi back, and she looked away from his penetrating stare, shyly, not knowing how to react to what he had just said. She tried to free her hand from his grip, looking up at him pleadingly.

The look in her eyes, jolted Arnav out of his silence, and he left her hand, abruptly turning away from her. Unbelievable, man, he thought to himself, as he shut his eyes, aware of the awkward silence in the room. How could I just say that? What will she think now? Well, she was not immune to his touch, that he was sure of … and she was flustered whenever he was around … maybe … His heart skipped a beat. Yes, he decided suddenly, he would convince her to love him in return. He would make her admit it, whatever it took.

'Er … aap … aap ke liye chai laaeyn…' her hesitating question, broke his thoughts.

She saw him nod curtly, his back to her, and all but ran out of the room.