It Should Have Been You #2 (ArSh FF) IMP NOTE PG - Page 5

I didnt read for a while coz i was busy but i'm gonna try to catch up now but college started so its gonna take some time LOL I missed you <3

Sweta!

Thank you so so much!!! Aww you are just so sweet! I'm so happy that you like the dialogues, I really love writing them myself!!! I loved this one as well, I remember blushing like an idiot when I wrote it!!!😆

I agree year the rain and romance combo is ALWAYS deadly especially in KaSh!!!

hahaha i'm glad you picked up on that!!! I was like year I've never written that before you know? like she needs to talk about his looks, its Armaan after all!!! 😳

aww thank you!!!!! I love the simple convos too and honestly even I didn't know what to write at that point I was like what should he do and when I kept writing even I was so consumed by KaSh it was amazing!!! SO SO happy to see that you also enjoyed it!!!

OMG OMG the tattoo, if you felt blush imagine what I must have gone through when I wrote it!! Like i was jumping while writing it was just awesome and I'm like overjoyed that it had the same effect on you!!

hahahahah Im glad I had you drooling on Armaan cause I ALWAYS do that myself!!! thank you so much for all your kind words and awesome comment! It makes me want to run over and keep writing some more😉🤗

love you loads and loads! ❤️

thank you so very much!!! it really means a lot! 😃

thank you! I am so glad you think that! good to start the new thread on a romantic note! 😆 thanks again!

thank you so much!! I;m glad you enjoyed it!

thank you so much!!!!! Im so happy that you enjoyed it!! 😃

THANK YOU!

aww you're so sweet! 😃 if you keep reading I promise there will be many more! hahah I myself enjoy this dosage! 😳😛

I'm so glad that you like the lines because that's always what takes the most amount of work!! ahh so happy! 😃 thanks again!!!! 🤗

OMG college! 😃 Congratulations!!

LOL I understand, some parts are kinda huge! and trust me I missed you as well! And on that note I should probably also keep up with my reading as well! But I haven't gotten a PM from you in a while so I assumed you were taking a break. But anyways, I'm so glad that you still remember this story and me!!! 😃 I missed you quite a lot actually!

When Shilpa walked into Sanjeevani the next morning the hangover of the rain from the night before was still very much there. She would periodically think about something or the other from those magical moments of just a few hours ago. It was hard to believe at times that those weren't just fantasies anymore, they had actually happened. At that she smiled some more, she remembered this morning when she was getting ready and saw the tatto for herself there was this strange blush. As if she could still feel of the moment when he had seen it. Maybe that was why she had spent some extra time this morning getting dressed, made sure the eye liner was perfect, hair perfect, she even wore that same peach dress she had worn the day Armaan had offered her his handkerchief for the first time. Remembering moments like that and then thinking about those precious moments of last night meant that giddiness knew no bounds. For Armaan, however, it wasn't as much the moments that were making him smile and feeling rather ecstatic all morning, it was just the overall atmosphere. What he felt in those short moments was still creating serious after effects. He had already come to Sanjeevani quite early this morning and no matter how hard he tried he couldn't get that feeling and that intoxication of the rain out of his head.

While opening the doors of Sanjeevani there was also this strange nervousness, knowing that he was in there. Not a bad nervousness but a beautiful nervousness, one that made her heart race and her mind run wild. She was nervous not because she would see him, but because she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to control herself from blushing, or smiling too much, or maybe even saying something silly. The closer she got to the locker room the more the nerves picked up, but when she stepped in, unfortunately there was no Armaan. She simply smiled to herself and shook her head, this was just borderline insane. On the other end of the hospital Armaan was suffering from something very similar, since the clock had hit 8 he had been wondering if she was here yet or not. Every time he tired to steal a moment and head over to go see whether she was there in the locker room, something came up. When he tried to call her, someone ended up calling him. Sometimes he dreaded the early mornings, they always seemed to the busiest of all. And when finally he did he get the time to step away he rushed to the locker room hoping to catch her there and as soon as he entered he stopped.

Gorgeous. She was standing there chatting with JP, not even realizing how absolutely stunning she looked in that dress. And it may have sounded crazy but when he saw her it seemed that maybe she actually took the time to get dressed this morning. There was this strange glow about her. He noticed her hair wave a little every time she shook her head, and noticed the sound of that laugh of hers. And just then, almost instantly it hit him. What if she didn't want to see him just yet? What if last night made her feel awkward? He hadn't even thought about this yet. He had been so preoccupied with his own state of trance that he didn't even bother to think about her. He had just shown up at her house out of the blue? Plus, that tattoo kiss? What if it was moving too fast for her? Suddenly and abruptly his own questions replaced his state of trance with an equal intense state of panic.

He was so lost in his own thoughts and in his questions, that he didn't even realize when JP walked right beside him and out of the room. He turned and saw Shilpa standing there looking at him and smiling at him. Though he had his thoughts, the way she smiled at him somehow lessened his state of panic. Even more the way she looked at him and stood there stern managed to return that smile on his face again. But even then he decided that he wouldn't talk about it. Not yet. Not now. He wouldn't want to put her in that spot. Slowly and silently he walked up to her. Obviously she knew him well him enough to know that he had something on his mind. He had that same hesitance that she too often carried. But right now she couldn't help but smile. It was the atmosphere in the room. The feeling that she had on the inside, and that prevented her from even thinking about anything else. When he got as close as an arms length from her, his thoughts came rushing back. There was so much he wanted to say but he couldn't find the words. So he just looked at her. Instead of smiling she chuckled a little. She just knew him so well, so well. When she spoke not only his heart but also his mind was blown away.

S: kya hua...sharam aa rahi hai?

How? How, did she get it spot on all the time? How did she always know what to say? How was she so...so...so in love with him? In all of this, he too smiled a little.Of course she knew him. Why did he even bother to ask this question any more. And almost instantly all his tension and all his doubts vanished. Within a few seconds, he smile turned into a grin and his eyes went from being nervous to being outright playful! But even then all he did was nod. She smiled and shook her head.

He took another step closer towards her and unlike the night she didn't get nervous, she didn't even flinch. For some reason, today she felt like taking it all in and observing how much in love with her he really was. How he had been looking so deeply into her eyes and how it seemed like beyond her there was nothing for him and beyond him there was nothing for her.

A: bahut...[now he had lowered his voice, and was basically whispering] ...bahut sharam

Just when he got so close that there was only one mere step between them, she acted quickly and put her hands on her chest, stopping him dead in his tracks. The look of disbelief on his face was just far too adorable. She tried to push him back a little but he wouldn't budge. She put in a little more force but it was of no use. He winked and she could instantly feel her arms go weak and as if that wasn't bad enough what he said after literally shocked her. Actually shocked.

A: phir se dikhao na...

[WHAT? She knew exactly what he was talking about, she could have sensed it. Her tattoo. Her eyes instantly opened wide and her jaw also dropped. Was he serious? At 8:30 in the morning? In the Sanjeevani locker room? Had he lost his mind? She was so flabbergasted that she couldn't even come up with a single word to say to him.]

A: kya... [the expression he had on his face was like that of someone who was confused as to why the most obvious thing was being questioned.]

All she could do was exhale a little and simply shake her head in disbelief. "Armaan!" she whispered quietly. She tired once again to push him back but this time instead of standing still, he did something much worse. He grabbed onto her wrists and held on tightly. She tried to resist, she tried to free herself away from his grip, but it wasn't working. Again she tugged and pulled and all he did was stand there and let her struggle. He had that same grin on his face, the one that he always had when was he was amused. And this was amusing. He loved to see her like this. All flustered and feisty. But right now he was in no mood to let her go. But unfortunately luck didn't seem to be on his side this morning. Just when he had decided that he would rid her of her struggle and simply pull her in, that silly pager went off once again.

A: nooo...

[He let out a frustrated sigh and what surprised him was that he did the same. Of course she did. Who on earth would want to leave Armaan, especially he was as romantic as he was right now. Slowly and with painful resistance he let go of her hands and she chuckled.]

S: chalo...iss bahane tum kuch kaam toh karoge...

[At that he too smiled. And reluctantly took a few steps back and headed to his own locker. She also turned to look at her locker and began to pull out her lab coat and whatever else she needed.]

A: Shilpa...

[She still kept looking into her locker and simply said "hmmm".]

A: aaj tum kuch zaada achi lag rahi ho...especially yeh dress...

[She smiled to herself. She knew he would notice. She had just known that he would notice and she was glad when he did. She turned to him and smiled.]

S: tumhe romance se kabhi fursat nahin milti na...

[He too chuckled a bit and then to her shock he shook his head.]

A: na...mujhe tumse fursat nahin militi...

How was she suppose to reply to that? Apart from that massive smile on her face, what else could she do? He was just so good at saying the right things that she had run out of ways to react. She smiled, but when she looked at him leaning over his locker and smirking, she couldn't help but giggle. He was so crazy that his craziness always managed to fill a room and make her feel equally insanely attached to him. This was just perfect, the best way to start the morning and the best way to say goodbye for now. Dr. Keerti had paged her again and this time she really couldn't waste even a second. She put on her lab coat, closed her locker and walked over to him. She leaned up, said "aur mujhe tumse", she pecked his cheek and after having said "bye for now", she walked out of the locker room. Leaving Armaan standing there and trying to compose himself and trying his hardest to remember that this world has more people than just Shilpa.

While he tried to do that in the locker, she had to do the same thing when she was walking over to Dr. Keerti's office. With a sort of skip in her step, a wave in her dress, and a smile on her face, she made sure that everyone who saw her knew that something was truly great. When she was merely steps away from Dr. Keerti, she stopped walking, took a deep breath and tried her best to transform from being Armaan's Shilpa to Dr. Shilpa. But even that didn't seem to work, because even that thought made her smile. In about another one minute she did manage to get a hold of her nerves and knocked on the door. As soon as she stepped inside Dr. Keerti's office, she could sense that there was trouble. The way Dr. Keerti looked at her, she knew that this wasn't any normal meeting. Shilpa stood there with her heart rate increasing by the second and sweat droplets formulating on her forehead. She was now just waiting for further instructions, maybe being told to take a seat, but that didn't come. Rather, Dr. Keerti lifted her head and focussed her gaze on a standing and sweating Shilpa. She shifted her stare from Shilpa then to the clock behind her, then to Shilpa again. The silence was horrifying.

DK: aapke first page se le kar ab tak pure 12 minute ho chuke hain...

[There was no response from Shilpa, the nerves were now so high that she couldn't even muster a sorry. But it didn't matter, right now Dr. Keerti was doing the talking.]

DK: agar yeh ek emergency hoti toh 12 minute mein kya ho sakta tha... [silence] ...DOCTOR Malhotra...kya ho sakta tha...

[She hadn't felt this scared in the longest time. These actual fearful nerves were so all encompassing that it was even difficult to think of what to say, let alone actually responding. But she did all that she could muster the courage to do.]

S: I'm...I'm so sorry...main

[And just as Shilpa thought that she could finally string together a sentence what Dr. Keerti said next blew all those hopes into a million pieces.]

DK: Dr. Armaan aapke saath hain iska matlab yeh nahin ki aap apni duties or apne seniors ko bhool jayen...

[WHAT? Shilpa's head instantly went from hanging low to being completely straight up and her head came up with a million questions while her heart began to race. What on earth did Dr. Keerti just say?]

DK: aapki ability ko jaanti hoon isi liye...yeh sirf ek warning hai...lekin agli baar Dr. Malhotra I won't be so kind...you may go.]

[As soon as she said that Dr. Keerti shifted her gaze back to her file and gestured Shilpa to leave. But Shilpa didn't even hear what Dr. Keerti had to say after she had said "Dr. Armaan aapke saath hain...", what on earth did she mean by that? Shilpa was so taken aback that she didn't even realize what she was saying.]

S: Dr. Keerti...lekin maine aisa...what...what happened?

[Instantly Dr. Keerti looked up at Shilpa and this time instead of anger, there was frustration in her eyes.]

DK: kya aapko pata nahin chala ke pichle do mahinon mein...aapne ek bhi night duty nahin kari...aapko koi bhi complicated case assign nahin kiya...aapki duties sirf General Ward mein hi thi...woh kaam joh ek nurse bhi kar sakti hai...

All of it, suddenly hit Shilpa. Dr. Keerti was right, there had been no work for her to do in that last two months. She had been so free and so...so...busy with Armaan. Until this very moment she hadn't even realized that she had almost forgotten that she was also a doctor. But then in that very moment the question followed, how was this her fault? She did what she had been assigned, she did what Armaan had assigned...Oh no. Just now it hit her, she got it. She understood why she had been called here. But that moment of realization was ruined by what Dr. Keerti said next, so painful and accusatory that Shilpa almost broke.

DK: aapka aur Dr. Malik ka joh bhi rishta hai...uska asar iss hospital pe ho raha hai...I'm disappointed Dr. Shilpa...aap yeh sochna chod di jiye ki aap Dr. Malik ke shaare apna kaam avoid kar sakti hain...you may leave now.

What? Shilpa was using Armaan? She was using him to assign her simpler duties? How could Dr. Keerti say that? How could anyone believe that? When Shilpa turned around and opened the door of the office, the trance and the ecstasy of the morning was blown into pieces. Did Armaan really think that she wasn't capable of doing her work? Did he really think that she needed to be protected like this? What made him think that he had the right to do something like this? She had worked so hard to be where she was and today she was warned that all of it could be taken away. And only because Armaan couldn't make the difference between his girlfriend and his intern.

In all her life no one had protected her, not like this. But she had never needed anyone. So what made Armaan any different? What did Armaan think he was doing? Was he trying to shield her from the stress of work? Did he think that she wasn't capable of handling it? Most importantly did he think that she needed to be shielded? Was she really letting it all go for one person? Dr. Keerti's words rang through her mind and with each repetition her anger and shock at the situation grew stronger and stronger. She walked over to the nurse station and saw that once again on her duty chart there was just the General Ward. Just seeing his writing there, thinking of him writing her duties and believing that he was helping her was actually making her angry. After all that had happened and after all that they had been through he still felt that he needed to protect her, to help her? She just had to talk to him. She absolutely had to. She needed to ask him why he felt that he had the right to do this. What made him believe that she was so fragile?

While she had waited around the general ward for him to show up, he had been out there being so outrageously busy today that all he had time to do was text her and let her know that they would talk later. With each passing hour, her anger and her concern grew stronger and harder to ignore. She didn't know whether she was angry at him for thinking that she needed to be baby sat in such a way or was she angrier because she loved him so much that being angry at him actually upset her. At times she actually found herself being so upset and so sad that she had to be angry, it frustrated her even more than she already had been. In the middle of the day when she walking past the operation theatre she saw him chatting with Dr. Shashank, about some patient. Her initial happiness of having seen him after hours was quickly overcome by anger. She again heard Dr. Keerti's words and a part of her wanted to run up to him right now and tell him what she had been told this morning. But she resisted the urge. Suddenly when Armaan turned and saw her standing there looking at him, he waited for Dr. Shashank to turn the other way for just a second and winked at her. She soon realized that anger could be so tiring. A part of her didn't want to be this angry at a man who was this in love with her. But whenever she would reach that conclusion, the accusations of the morning came rushing back. So she didn't respond to his wink, rather she simply walked away. He obviously noticed, but he figured that it was probably because she was so busy that she didn't have time. Little did he know that there was a storm waiting for him.

As the day passed, they unfortunately had no more encounters. It was probably for the best thought Shilpa, she still needed time to formulate her words and to come up with something to say to him. How could she say all she wanted to without hurting him? But then how could she not say all that she wanted to? When the day was nearing and end and the sun was just an hour away from setting she found herself back on the terrace. She stood there and let her mind run wild. She couldn't bear to hurt him, but she also couldn't bear to be treated like a child. She couldn't bear the thought of him being away from her, but she also couldn't bear being nothing more than his girlfriend. She wouldn't be able to live with herself if she let him be the end all and be all of her entire being. She loved being a doctor and she was bloody good at it. How could she let anything risk that? She had done it all alone and though she was just so thankful and just so in love with him for making all her dreams come true, how could she watch all her hard work crumble? Even though she had all these questions and just so much to say, at the end of it all, at the end of all the thinking she had no words. Unfortunately, now she also had no time.

Out of no where, she felt his strong arms, come from behind and be wrapped around her stomach. She felt his kiss on her hair and she felt his pull when he engulfed her in further. But now wasn't the time to think about all this, there was so much that needed to be said. She resisted a little and freed herself from his grip. He was a little taken aback by her sudden reaction and confused by her lack of response to his gesture. When she turned around to face him, his confusion turned into shock. She had tears in her eyes and a stern look on her face, what on earth was going on? He could feel his sense of worry and concern raise almost instantly.

A: Shilpa...

[Though she had no idea what she was going to say or even how she was going to say it. She knew that it was now or never. If she didn't speak up now, she wouldn't. So when he tried to put his hand on her shoulder she reacted instantly and pushed it away. From the look on his face, she could tell that he had absolutely no idea what was going on and the look of shock threatened to make her weak, but she couldn't let it.]

S: kya tumhe lagta ki main ek buri doctor hoon?

[What? What on earth was Shilpa talking about? Where was this coming from? And why did she look so upset and even worse, why was she so angry?]

A: Shi... [she didn't let him finish.]

S: Armaan...kya tumhe lagta hai ki main khud ka khayal nahin rakh sakti...

[Okay now he was completely lost and absolutely stunned. Even more he was concerned. What was it that was making her act this way? Had he done something wrong? And how did she expect him to respond? His state of worry increased by the second.]

A: Shilpa...tum yeh sab...

[As much as it upset her to see him this frazzled she knew that there was no other way and when Dr. Keerti's words, and his writing on her duty chart came rushing back, nothing mattered any more.]

S: meri duties...tumhe lagta hai ki main sirf simple duties kar sakti hoon...ki main mushkil yaan complicated kaam nahin sakti?

What? What was she saying? Did she really think that this is what he thought? It was true that he had been assigning her little duties and that he made sure that she never had night shifts, but did she really think that this was the reason? How could she believe that it was because he didn't trust her ability? He didn't even know where to begin explaining. He thought she would have understood. He knew that she would find out some day, but he never expected her to react as coldly as she was right now.

A: Shilpa...tumhe lagta hai ki main seriously tumhare baare mein yeh soch ta hoon?

[Was he even asking this? Did he really think that it was this simple?]

S: toh phir kyun Armaan? kyun?

At this question he smiled a little, he knew what the answer was and he was just a tad bit shy of telling her. Just thinking about his explanation made him smile. She wasn't angered by his smile, she was confused. How could he smile when she was so obviously angry? He took another closer to her and cupped her face in his hands.

A: Dhanno yaar...main sirf tumhare saath waqt bitaana chahta tha...tumhe apne saath rakhna chahta tha...isi liye toh yeh sab duties...

He thought that this would end this tension, but sadly it didn't. She was even more upset with him right now. Did he really feel it was right to stake her entire career so that he could be near her? Shouldn't he have talked about this with her? Actually, no. What was there to talk about? This was wrong and she knew it. But what did she didn't know is that her anger could not be controlled. She literally pushed away his

hands from her face and blurted out the first thing that came to her mind, only to regret it moments later.

S: aur tumhare iss pagalpan ki waja se I could have been fired...main ek INTERN hoon...sirf tumhari dhanno nahin...

[Pagalpan? Is that what she thought this was? He looked at her in disbelief. How could she be this angry? Why was she this angry? Was she really angry because he wanted to spend more time with her? Now the anger wasn't just hers, he too could feel the tension.]

A: I'm sorry Dr. Malhotra...sorry ki main aapke saath kuch aur time spend karna chahta tha...sorry...

With that he looked at her one last time, shook his head, turned around and began to walk towards the stairs. Leaving a flustered Shilpa standing there. The way he had looked at her when she said what she did, melted her heart. Watching him walk away so angry and hurt by her made her feel so guilty. Even though she knew that somewhere she was right, she also knew that this was not way to talk about all this. Yelling at him? That too for being so utterly consumed by her. He wanted her around him and she was angry at him for that. She let out a frustrated sigh and ran after him, she knew that if she didn't fix this, it would get worse.

As Armaan rushed down the stairs in anger all he could think about was the way she had pushed his hands away, and the way she had said "pagalpan". He didn't even know why he was being this angry and this upset. Maybe he was so angry at the fact that after having made her feel so happy and so overjoyed today she was upset because of him. But then again he was also angry because she didn't understand his need to have her around him. All of these feelings put together meant that he didn't even bother to pay attention to her screaming his name behind him. He knew she was chasing him, but right now he was too upset to talk to her.

While she chased him and almost got close enough to grab a hold of his hand, a nurse called out her name and she knew which one of the two was more important right now. She stopped running and reluctantly turned her attention to the nurse. She had to watch him rush out of the hospital towards the parking lot and she had to digest the fact that she messed up. The nurse had told her that her duties had been changed and that she now had night duties. For some reason even though she had been scolded by Dr. Keerti just this morning couldn't help but continue to lose focus and while the nurse was talking she couldn't help but keep turning around to see if he was still visible. Luckily for her the nurse only needed her to talk for a few minutes and as soon as she was done, Shilpa literally began to sprint towards the door.

Armaan got to his bike and felt this gut wrenching pull forcing him to go back in and apologize. Maybe he overreacted? She was right wasn't she? He had played with her duties and that was wrong, right? She should have been upset, no? He would be too? Maybe he was being too possessive? What if she was chasing him because there was something important for her to say? So what if he was angered a little, so was she? And if she could look past that and try to talk to him, shouldn't he do the same? But for some reason he still couldn't forget the way she had said "pagalpan". What if by going to apologize she thought that was also the same pagalpan? What if what she meant was that she needed him to back off just a little? Now as confused as angry, he turned on his bike and just as soon as he turned around and was about to head home he saw her running towards him. Just then he realized that he would never be able to be angry with her. Not when she was as in love with him as he was with her. Watching her run towards him, he smiled. Just as soon as she got to him, she stopped running. She put her hands on her sides and tried her best to catch her breath.

S: Ar...ma... [Still trying to get a hold of her breath, she tried her best to speak.] ... Armaan main...woh Dr. Keerti...aur phir tumne...lekin maine bhi...

[She really had no idea what she was going to say but she didn't have to think anymore.]

A: I'm sorry...

[She stopped panting and talking and looked up at him. Eyes to eyes. She stood there beside his bike, while he was sitting on it, looking at her.]

S: Armaan...mujhe tumse itna kuch nahin kehna chahiye tha...

[He gave her a nod.]

S: aur tumse aise baat nahin karni chahiye thi...[again he gave her a nod] ... lekin...lekin...

[Just then he took a hold of one of her hands and put it firmly in both of his hands.]

A: aur mujhe bhi tumhari duties nahin change karni chahiye thi...[Now she gave him a nod.] ...aur jab tum mujhe bula rahi thi tab rukna chahiye tha... [again a nod.] ...aur...

[He didn't know what else to say but he didn't need to. He saw that she was now smiling, grinning actually.]

A: kya?

[She shook her head, but he knew that there was definitely something up.]

A: Shilpa...

S: tumna...gusse mein bahut cute lagte ho...

Instantly he too broke into a smile and flashed his dimples. Boy was he glad that this was over before it blew up. For a moment today he was actually worried. But even though the worst had been avoided he did still have something that he needed to tell her and something that he needed to do.

A: Shilpa...aaj ke baad tumhari senior doctor...Dr. Keerti hoongi...aur aaj se hum hospital mein ek doosre se door rahen ge...

Oh lord was she glad that he had said that. She was meaning to say the same thing. Today they had avoided a crisis, but she knew that if hadn't sorted this out soon enough things could have gone serious array. She was even more glad that he understood. For now it seemed like the crisis had been averted. Both their tempers and their anger had cooled. And each was so relieved at that. She nodded again to let him know that she agreed and that she understood. But there was still something that she needed to say, something that would make it more than obvious to him that they would be okay.

S: lekin ek shart par...

[He looked preplexed.]

A: shart?

S: haan...[she took one step closer to him and smiled] ... hospital ke bahar...

She didn't need to say anything more, she winked at him and let his imagination finish the sentence himself.]

A: oyyee hoyyee...

She giggled a little and released her hand from his. Both smiled at one another again and Shilpa slowly began to make her way back to the hospital. Armaan watched her walk back and smiled. Though he was glad that all was well and that the anger went as quickly as it came, he couldn't help but shake the feeling that this could be a problem again. He just had to hope and pray that it wouldn't. When he looked at her again, she had reached the door and she also turned to look at him again and waved. She had just to pray and hope that this would be the last of the problem, but then why was her heart still worried. Why did it feel like that this was temporary? But just as soon she was in the hospital and he away from her sight, her phone vibrated and it was a text from him. When she opened and read what he had said, she knew that even if this would come back to haunt them they would be okay. She giggled, and blushed a little. "Armaan!" she said to herself..."kal toh dekh kar hi rahoon ga" read the text.