SWARON SS; I DONT WANT U BUT U R MINE updt page 11 - Page 5

He was frowning. I hadn't seen him all morning ...after i refused to talk to him alone. His face sort of got drawn with pain or anger i could not say...i looked away from his eyes...next i looked up...he was not there.

I cant describe what i felt then. Thats it i thought; i have finally convinced him to get over me...convince him that he is wasting his time over a girl who breaks his heart without even bothering to give him a reason for it...he will finally hate me and move on...and dance and be recognised for it.

He went out slowly, exiting to the terrace,to our zone...his and mine...wanna be alone place.

I too exited the alcove i was in, only to run headfirst into rey.

"Sharon, swayam ko dekha?"

"ha...matlab...wo shayad akela...kyu dhoondh rahe ho?"

"he just quit the dance team Sharon...all of a sudden...without a reason...without anything as an explanation...i need to talk to him...where the hell..."

"he what? He quit the team, but i tried so hard...and he..."

"what do you mean you tried? Sharon, does swayam's quitting the team have anything to do with you? Sharon?"

I was dumbstruck...swayam quit dance? But...

"Sharon?"

"i'll see you later rey...i'll just... okay?"

I ran. To him. I need to talk to him...use reverse psychology or whatever but he has to dance...he cant throw away his brilliance because of me.

"swayam?"

He did not turn.

"swayam shekhawat i am talking to you and you better look at me, now."

"not now Sharon. I don't wanna talk"

"well you are going to, damn it! i don't care you don't wanna talk to anybody or not...you jolly well are gonna talk it out with me and get back on the team right this minute."

He turned around to look at me. I had never known that it could snow in Mumbai...but his eyes were that cold. His eyes held none of the warmth they usually exuded when gazing into mine. They looked...like he could care less...and they were not warm...but they were fiery...that sudden but deep seated anger of his, seething, his cold demeanour unable to mask it. fire and ice together.

"and just who might you be to order me around?" his voice went all growly...and scary, and i forgot what i was about to say. A storm when it first hits...strikes you dumb with its force...sucks the air still...and then unleashes hell.

"leave Sharon."

"swayam...i"

"LEAVE!"