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FM was on in his car & the fight between lightening and clouds were still going on, the heavy rain somehow turned into the light drizzling, slowly and steadily he was moving towards his home when he saw a car stilled with its back lights on exactly at the middle of the road, coming out of his thoughts he frowned in wonder what the hell was someone doing in the middle of the road in such a stormy night. When he reached a bit near his heart skipped its beat, his heart skipped after registering that it was Shilpa's car, the same pink colored girlish foxy.
Was she back? He thought
It's been 8 months she shifted to Delhi & didn't even contact him for once, he tried to call her but she didn't pick and after that his ego didn't let him call her but only he knows how he was spending his days without her, moving more close to the car he saw her with head down on the steering wheel his heart jumped on seeing her after so long. Not sure of himself he made another move and got out of the car for few seconds he freezes still deciding should go or not, definitely he got idea by now she must be in need of help as it was showing her car may broke down and she must be waiting for some help but what she was doing here, any way taking a deep breath in cold air he moved towards her car half drenched with drizzling, with each step his heart was thudding hard that even he can feel his heart's palpitation on his temporal. With shaking hands he knocked the window glass, shilpa felt movement outside and then the knock made her to look above, she knew who it must be after all she is working on it from a week almost. She looked at him, and her heart pained on seeing him, he wasn't feeling fresh like he use to look before, he was looking like a person who had lost every emotion inside him, like someone defeated him badly, with a small beard slightly long hairs and tired eyes, he was smiling along with the confusion appearing on his face. Armaan noticed Shilpa looking at him, he tried to smile in a friendly way but it felt him so hard to stop his emotions from coming out after seeing her, he waved a li'l from making her come out of her thoughts. He saw her lowering the door window, she smiled a li'l with a specific shine in her eyes and he was unable to name the reason of that shine.
Shilpa: Hey
Armaan forgot to answer back when the thunder of lightening made him come back to his senses and he felt chilled wind touched him: hey,,,,,,,,,,, you here.
Why didn't he asked when i comeback from Delhi She thought isn't he happy with my return he even didn't ask how am I, clearing her brain from those thoughts she answered back: yeah was just passing from there and you know it broke down as usual. I tried calling home but network isn't working.
After she stopped he just gave a small node with all seriousness: let me check that
Though he was fully drenched by now but he cared less about it, all he knew know he have to send her home safely, there he was standing with open bonnet and a torch in his hand after fixing few wires and checking radiator he asked her to start the engine, and there shilpa knew what she has to do, she pretending like starting it.
After so many fake tries from Shilpa, Armaan closed the bonnet disappointingly and walked towards her window: seems like it won't start now may be it's blocked with rain water. Now what?
He saw her shuddering shoulders with serious expressions, after thinking for a while he start speaking again with intervals, he wasn't sure should he really offer her lift, last time he offered her lift he lost her, he lost his everything, anyhow what it will make any difference now he has nothing to lose again ? She is still miles away from him he thought offer wouldn't harm him now: would youuu'.. would you mind if I'.i'll drop you home?
He saw her taking some decision, and finally she opened the door, locked her car securely and stands right beside him,
It was 11:45 by now and very few cars were passing by them, they were standing under drizzling shower from last 30 seconds with the awkward silence between them only the noise of water droplets on car's roof and on road were audible. He didn't knew what comes in his mind and he without thinking twice brought his hand in-front of her: Shall we
Shilpa looked at his extended hand and then on his face, his bluish grey eyes were now looking troubled as if he remembered something and instantly start taking back his hand when he felt a tug on it, he looked at their joined hands, yes she had placed her delicate warm hand into his cold and strong hand. He smiled still confused of the situation but still his heart didn't miss the chance to feel the warmness which he was feeling from her soft hand. Controlling his desire to tighten the hold he start moving again when he felt being tugged again, looking back at her he saw her not moving from her place. Then he heard her.
Shilpa with lowered head: I'm sorry
Not sure about what he heard he moved towards her with fastest heartbeat, did she just said sorry : Shilpaa
She cuts him in between tears start forming in her eyes: I'm sorry Armaan, for leaving you.
She moved towards him, he can clearly see tears forming in her bright eyes unknown to him his own eyes start getting moister, he was near to say something when again she cuts him: I missed my friend Armaan, I was so stupid to leave my friend, I was so messed up that time. I shouldn't leave you like that, that was the time when I needed you the most, and I needed my friend. Like a coward i escaped from situation.
Armaan felt someone punched his chest, he felt his heart paining as of it'll burst out any time, whatever she said, it was all friendly, and for once his dumb heart thought she is going to talk about his confession, about his feelings, but no, she was acting all friendly again, she missed him yes she missed him but only as a friend, that means his feelings his confession means nothing for her, what should he do now? he wished to disappear from there, he wished to run away from there, because if ever he tried to act friendly with her he won't be able to maintain those friendly vibes with her again and that too after confessing his feelings to her, in those whole 8 months he missed her like hell he lost something important that feeling keep roaming around him, he always thought about her with the specs of his new feelings, he tried to forget about those feelings, he tried to bury them he tried to remember her just as his best friend but he failed in his attempt.
His vision got blurry, he take out his hand from her grip placed his hands across his face and rub the wetness lightly, he found her standing exactly in-front of him, her eyes were still has those transparent pearls, he was going to remove those thick pearls from her eyes when he heard her: can we be friends again?
he looked at her, in her hopeful eyes, and then to her extended hand which was offering him back the greatest relation of his life, that girl which has now fully ruling his heart was asking him to be friends again, he didn't seem to have left with any other option then to accept her offer, he didn't have much courage to lose her again, fighting with his heart from inside he took a step and smilingly he accepted her offer.
Armaan: Friends (he then shakes the joint hands and left her hand)
Shilpa who was feeling immensely happy after seeing him after feeling his touch, his cold hand was transferring new sensations direct from her skin to her heart. Her heart flinched in pain on losing his touch. Covering up her expressions she didn't give him chance to study her face. As soon as he tried to make distance between him and her Shilpa leaned forward and placed her head on Armaan's chest she hugged him with in a moment without any hesitation she was adamant to break every kind of wall between her and Armaan. She noticed his lack of response on her hug she didn't care even if he won't respond ever because somewhere she was aware of the fact she is the only reason behind this awkwardness between them she listened to his wild heart beats for few seconds which were matching her own so to ease him she whispered again to him: I missed you Armaan, I'm sorry.
Armaan who was totally surprised by her action, he was already trying to calm down his racing heart which was now wilder then before after feeling their proximity. For a moment he was numb to respond back, and finally when he heard her he placed his hands around her, closing his eyes feeling her so near to him in that rain he wished to stop this moment. And there her voice echoed again in his ears " can we be friends again ", he opened his eyes in disbelieve what the hell he was thinking, she was offering him a friendly hug and he was again involving his feelings in it, whatever it is he had to stop right now this girl is giving him hard time he has to stop his running thoughts or else he will lose her again. Making up his mind not wanting though but slowly he pulled her away from him smiling confusedly what to say next he tried to read her expression which were almost unreadable. Shilpa looked at him covering her frustration on being pulling away she loved the feeling of being in his arms but he ruin it almost she waited for him to speak something now.
Armaan faking a smile said: we should get into the car before we get cold see we are fully drench now let's move it's quite late as well.
Shilpa was already not finding the proper moment to let him know about her own feelings, and now she was still thinking of the ways how to start that. She saw Armaan started moving towards his car but she didn't move from her place where she was standing. Before getting into the car Armaan was unlocking his drive side door he looked above to check did she move or not and there he saw her still at the same spot enjoying rain with her hands spread outwards totally lost in rain with closed eyes facing the dark cloudy sky smilingly.
Armaan involuntary shook his head smilingly on seeing his lively shilpa back again; shutting the door again he slowly walks towards her side still looking at her without making any noise he made himself stand near his car's hood slightly transferring his weight on it drinking into her sight she was looking irresistible in her egg yolk yellow top with white capris her face was glowing again like it used to before'.. He broke his chain of thoughts before going more deep into past memories, while crossing his arms across his chest he broke her Trance making her look at him.
Armaan still staring at her spoke: Seems like you don't have plans to go home.
Shilpa heard him her smile grew deeper than before, she opened her eyes to look at him there he was standing fully drenched his white shirt was fully clinging to his body and giving her a good view of his perfect broad shoulders he was looking more temptingly hot in the shadow of his car's head lights which were making him look more sexy with his wet hair plastered to his head at the same moment he ran a hand in his hair in order to set them backwards'. How much Shilpa wished to die in those strong arms which were showing his tattoos from his folded arms of shirt. Breaking her wild thoughts she decided to make a move on her plans.
While controlling her rapid heartbeats she took a swirl and bounced her feet a li'l making the water splash around enjoying the coldness of the night she said: let me enjoy Armaan, I'm loving this.
He stared at her in amazement and spoke: As far as I remember you never loved rain.
Whipping off the wet strands away from her face she answered back: but now I do
Armaan instantly asked: reason?
His sudden inquiry made her go still for a moment, what was she supposed to answer that now she start loving each and everything which has a memory if him in it, he was right she never liked rain, this rainy season irritated her the most, she never liked being wet in rain. But Armaan he was crazily in love with rain he loved to play in rain whenever it rains he acted like an excited 4 year kid. She remember every time he use to drag her along him but every time very successfully she use to escape from his tricks & the situation usually ends up with Armaan enjoying under rain and Shilpa staying under shade watching him doing crazy things.
A suppressed sound of lightning made her come back from her thoughts, staring into his eyes & getting serious as if trying to convey something to him she said: People change so as their likes and dislikes.
Not giving him much time to think on her answer she said: well but I can see a rain lover not having any excitement for it.
Absent mindedly Armaan repeated her words in sharp tone without any pause: people change''
Their eyes met something passed between them and Shilpa saw every emotion in his dark eyes. He didn't complete his sentence because he had no intentions to sound rude in front of her to hurt her by making her embarrassed but he couldn't help to control his suppressed anger, frustration and disappointment. Taking a deep breath he continued: I'm sorry what I meant to say that now I don't feel any attraction in rain. So''' anyways c'mon lets go its 00:10 quit late for staying out during such weather.
Shilpa who was studying his expressions form quite long time tried to gather courage just to utter what she wanted to say, still she find that difficult most thing the way Armaan just reacted to her question it was clear he is still wounded from inside she needs to heal him. She needs to show him all that love which she holds for him and which only he deserves. Without thinking more she said aloud.
Shilpa who was ready for every kind of response said aloud: I'm in love
Armaan took off his weight from car's hood was now standing fully on ground when he heard her words he stumbled lightly taking the support of car's hood, he felt numb to react on her statement fisting his hands he looked above at her and felt so much anger building inside him, what exactly she was doing with him first this friends re-union and now this not so interesting announcement he felt like disappearing from there, she was aware of his feeling wasn't she then why the heck she was telling him this. He won't bear her lovestories he isn't that much jerk to tolerate her love tale for the sake of their friendship no he can't now. he has to stop her. he has to tell her to stop this torture. Forming words in his head he didn't realize when she came near him exactly infront of him she was hardly one foot away from him her eyes were shimmering studying his expressions looking deep into his eyes she asked with the softest tone: won't you ask who that person is
Suppressing his thoughts controlling his erratic beats on this proximity he swallowed looking back in her bright eyes not he almost whispered: who's th'''''..
He was cut by her, in an instant she leaned forward putting all her weight on his well build body griping hard at his shirt from front she set her lips on his cold one's and kissed him with all those pent up emotions which she was controlling hard from quit long time she showered all her love in that kiss, this sudden move of her made him to balance his body by setting his hands onto car's hood to avoid them from falling, his world goes blank for him he forgot where he was standing it took him few seconds to response throwing out every thought from his head he just gave into that kiss, in that one moment he felt his heart will rupture his chest the tension which he was feeling on his nerves after hearing her words was now travelled towards his heart he was still unable to figure out what exactly was happening but for the time being he didn't wish to understand anything, for him the feeling of her lips onto his was the most important thing to focus on. Looking into his dark eyes she broke the kiss: yes, Armaan Malik Shilpa Malhotra loves you. Pecking his lips again into a light kiss she broke it: I know it took me so long to understand but the truth is I can't live without you, I need you like I need breaths, I love you Armaan. that time you only added more mess to my already messed up situation I always thought you were giving me sympathies but the look in your eyes that day always proved me wrong. Armaan i''
After being recovered from her kiss's Armaan was hearing her words so intently that the change in her expressions on every sentence made him smile whole heartedly the smile which after along veritably reached his eyes, effectively putting his finger on her wet lips stopping her from her speech he studied her face while his hand travelled from her hair to her lower back pulling her lightly towards him, her hair were all wet plastered to her head, a wet hair strand was gluing with her cheeks cz of rain showers looking into her eyes his other hand moved towards the strand he removed it from her face and hooked behind her ear. For a moment Shilpa remain silent so as Armaan feeling these new sensations both were unable to speak. After a minute or two Armaan broke that silence: say that again
Shilpa looked into his eyes filled with passion, the more he was staring at her the more passion was building inside them, knowing very well what he actually want to hear, she suppressed her smile on his looks and acted like she didn't understand him: I can't live without you
Armaan ignoring her words: No, say that
Shilpa while playing her game smiling inwardly: I need you
Armaan frowning in disagreement: no no not this, say that again
Controlling her laughter hard she again said: I was so messed up
Armaan flaring his nostrils asked in a demanding tone with full irritated expressions pulled her closer: say THAT again
Shilpa sucked the air on seeing the look in his eyes they were going darker with each passing moment staring direct into his dark passionate eyes she whispered those words again: I love you Armaaan
She noticed his muscles twitch near his eyes last thing she saw on his face were tiny drops which were making their way out from the corner of his eyes she was about to say something again when he blocked her mouth with his kissing her madly without giving her chance to breath they stood there kissing each other madly badly the intensity of their kiss was so strong that even the cold rain was having no effect on them. Moving their positions making her inclined on car's bonnet he continued his sweet torture on her delicate lips.
2 years later;
He hugged his wife from behind kissing her all the way from her nape to her ear. She was sitting on one of the kitchen counter stool, feeling his arms around her she instantly closed her diary putting the pen in its pages.
Armaan still nuzzling into her hair: what you were writing?
Shilpa smiled on remembering what actually she was writing. Covering her smile she turned to face him, it was a Sunday morning of monsoon with clouds stretching out side showering drizzling after every hour, she studied his handsome features, his big dark eyes, his dimples which were lingering on his face cz of his constant smile while waiting for her reply, his li'l stubble and unsettled hair were making him look innocent like a new born baby.
Armaan with mischief expressions: will you stop checking me out, I'm here only I promise I won't go out whole day and only will make love to you.
Her cheeks flushed on his plans, trying to cover that from his gaze she rolled her eyes and informed him: get a grip on your plans dear hubby, don't forget everyone is coming over here for lunch or may be for lunch and dinner both.
Faking disappointed expressions he left her from waist allowing her to get up from stool. Shilpa got up from her seat and looked above at his pouting face, pulling his cheeks lovingly she gather her diary and walk out of the kitchen setting up on couch she again opened her diary and start writing in it, Armaan made his way towards her, laying beside her putting his head on her lap he stayed quite for sometime and then spoke: hey, [making look at him ant shutting her diary again she placed that on couch's arm because she knows in his presence it was impossible to write more] Armaan grinned on making her attentive towards him. Shilpa gave him a look of "now what"
Noticing her looks he subsided the mischievous grin getting serious he got up and sat beside her, Shilpa saw the glint of serious and pure emotions in his eyes he moved closer to her making her stilled at her place very lovingly he placed his lips on her soft glossy one's, lingering them there for a long time, both loved that feeling with their eyes closed they let their lips feel the warmth of each other's love. Armaan lightly pulled back breaking the connection of their lips he whispered: Thank you Shilpa
He stared at her even more lovingly, her face still in angled position on hearing him she smiled showing her chin's small dimple which was one of his temptations in her features whenever she use to smile fully this li'l dimple always urges him kiss her there on that same spot, but right now subsiding his desires he focused on what he had to tell her. Shilpa opened her eyes still that cute smile was occupying her lips, removing the gap between them she placed her head on his shoulder locking her arms around his neck: and what was that for?
Inhaling her freshly shampooed hair enjoying the feeling of her arms around him he paused for a minute and then continued: for giving me every relation in my life, maa baba, and 2 devilish siblings, a best friend [kissing on her forehead making her looks above at him innocently, with a smirk he added] a confused lover [making her mouth agape with narrow eyes] & a lovely wife.
Last line he said with the soft most tone, she was looking at him silently with damp eyes taking her in his arms he picked up her hand from his chest and kissed the palm. Not wanting to make her cry with this emotional chat he tried to divert her attention again on her diary: btw you didn't tell me what you were writing.
Blinking the remaining's of moister back into her eyes she instantly grabbed her diary: umm nothing important, was just calculating something.
Armaan laughed on her excuse: liar
Shilpa still not changing her statement: no, I'm not lying
Armaan moved a li'l away angling his lips with an attitude lifting one of his eyebrows pointing his face with finger he asked: do I look like a kid ??
Shilpa suppressed her laughter and nodded vigorously, and ran her hand through his hair making his already disheveled hair a more mess causing him smile on her cute acts: yes sometimes
Armaan surrendering in that game said: alright then just watch what this kid can do to get your diary
He jumped on her making her block her arms in order to avoid his wait, but she didn't leave that diary, Armaan started tickling her just to make her lose her grip on diary and to his luck this tactics of him always works on her so do now he got the diary and dropped his weight on couch again laying there he pulled shilpa to his side making her head rest on his chest both were panting hard cz of the laughter session. Getting their breaths on normal rate Armaan opened that diary which read;
Things Which I hate about my Husband;-
[] His alarm clock> he never wakes up on its ring neither do he turn that off,
[] His pasted tooth brush in morning> he never bothers to wash that after using it
[] His Italian food & tantrums in eating food> "I love bhindi why did you cook bhaji today I'm not eating it"
[] His towel > you will find that always piled up on bed
[] His shoes > why don't he left those teenagers sneakers
[] His constant tattooing on body> I swear one day I'm going to fight with him on this topic
[] His protein shake> I don't know how he lives on that *yuck*
They both finished reading togather, Armaan moved a li'l making shilpa pick up her head to watch his expression, he was again pouting: I never knew you have a hate factor for me as well
Shilpa slapped his chest lightly and corrected him: THINGS which I hate about you [rolling her eyes she again placed her head in his chest to hear his heartbeats]
Armaan smilingly teased her: well it doesn't make any difference all the things you hate associates with me so indirectly you hate me na.
This time he got a punch on his chest: Shut up Armaan [hiding her embarrassment she continued] that's why I wasn't giving you. Now give it to me back. She tried to snatch that from his hand but Armaan leveled that more above taking advantage of his strong long arms: no, let me read this fully now
Shilpa tried to grab that by getting up but in that moment Armaan turned its page which read;
Things Which I love about my Husband;-
Reading the line aloud he stopped shilpa from further snatching and pulled her again in his arms: ooO interesting, now don't disturb. Let me read okay
Shilpa clutched his shirt as he started reading that
[] I love his caring behavior not only for me but for everyone around him> this makes him adorable
[] his after shave> that just use to turn me on every time
[] his coffee> he made world's sweetest black coffee
[] his specs> that made him look like a cute child
[] his button less shirts> that made me reason to stare at his chest
[] his smile> every time he smiles I want to poke his dimples
[] his eyes> cz every time he looked at me with those passionate eyes it makes me forget what he is actually talking about
most of all I just love him cz I can't imagine my life without him, I know I'm being selfish but truly even its sounding selfish I won't hesitate in stating it again, I love Armaan Malik my husband cz I can't live without him, I need him in every single step of my life. He is the man who can only understand my unsaid pain, anger, frustration, love my every single emotion
Armaan Malik is
Perfect Son-in-law
Caring Brother-in-law
Aggressive lover
Understanding Partner
Caring and loving husband
And now going to be
Best D...
He finished reading it, and he didn't realize he had tears at the corners which were flowing now making their path downward wetting his ears. He sniffed and Shilpa instantly shot-up her head to look at him, he was smiling and crying both, she lifted her eyebrows in inquiry and Armaan spoke: What ? I'm not crying. Its viral I guess.
Shilpa got up and sat with her back relaxed on couch: Armaaan, stop acting like a teenage girl.
He got up as well, clearing his throat taking a deep breath he ran his hands across his face, Shilpa watched him something was going on in his mischievous mind finally he spoke: ok, that was really bad of you to write all those sweet things about me, now tell me how am I supposed to take off my hand from you and not to make love to you right at this moment.
He said it with all seriousness and when he moved towards her he noticed shilpa's horrified expressions that made him laugh, seeing his laughter's she relieved the stuck breath out the way he said that with all seriousness made her tremble for a moment : Armaaan behave [she hit him with that diary making him slow down his laughets]
Armaan pulled up his imaginary collars: Mrs. Malik watch you actions you are hitting your husband, don't do that again alright.
Cz Your husband is a
Perfect Son-in-law
Caring Brother-in-law
Aggressive lover
Understanding Partner
Caring and loving husband
And now going to be
Best D'.
D?? lifting his eyebrows not understanding what it is: hey you didn't complete this word, don't tell me you were going to write D-Driver, I won't take you out for shopping next time. Huh
Shilpa who was blushing on again mentioning her tittles for him, hearing his lines her expressions softened and she handed him the pen: write by your self
He looked at her with narrow eyes trying to sense the meaning, griping the pen from her fingers he looked at her for next orders: write ad
Armaan confused: what?
She moved near him placing her hands on his shoulder whispered again: AD
Armaan looked at her then at diary asked again: where?
Shilpa pointed her fingers next to D, Armaan wrote AD next to D and read aloud: now going to be Best DAD
Armaan's voice thickened after reading that, his hands trembled cz of the force of emotions and he dropped the pen. This time he looked at shilpa with thick tears in his eyes waiting for the assurance form her he saw her head moved lightly in a yes her eyes glowing like her face next thing he knows shilpa placed her lips on his trembled one. Giving him time to recover from those blissful shivers,
she wrapped her arms around him patting his back to make him relax. Recovering from his state he hugged back Shilpa kissing her back with all the love he was feeling for her and for their coming new member. After a long session of kiss they broke and Armaan excitedly asked: am I going to be a dad? Getting another nod he got up from pulling shilpa along him shouting excitedly: I'm going to be a dad, wohooo we are going to be parents.
Shilpa was laughing with tears on his excitement when Armaan lifted her above from her feet taking a swirl while lifting her he dropped her a li'l so that their nose were touching each other's looking direct into her eyes he said: Thank you Shilpa for giving adding another relation in my life, for making my family complete.
Not waiting for her answer he took her into another long round of kiss, now they were zealous to start their day for the family get-togather cz they got one more reason to celebrate today.
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