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Chapter 23
Swayam opened the door to the roof and the cool morning breeze met him making him close his eyes and suck in a sharp breath. He was feeling more relaxed than he had felt in years. He finally knew what he needed to do, he had finally put all the pieces together. She still loved him it was pretty obvious and he had thought that he had done everything he could and now just needed to make her admit her feelings to herself. Never in his wildest dreams had he thought she would leave dancing and it was the missing key in everything. He didn't need to make her admit anything, her feelings were all over the place she had admitted to herself what she feels, she just needed to explain them to him and her past actions made it pretty clear the only way she expresses herself is through dancing.
He stepped on the roof and looked around without noticing anything he was buried too deep within his thoughts. He knew if he wanted her back the way she used to be then the first step in doing that was to be his old self once again. She was not the only one who had changed. His soul also bared the marks of the battle he had with himself for the past six years. Yes, he didn't stop dancing not the way she had but he also didn't dance like he used to. One time in a year or sometimes in two that's all he did and not like the way he used to let dance control himself but lightly swaying to music at a party. That's all he had been doing. First he would dance himself and then make her dance.
He closed his eyes and smiled feeling the excitement build within him. After such a long time he would feel the adrenaline rush of dancing again. Playing a random track on his mobile he stretched his arms forward as if to grab something and then turned around doing the next move. His body moved flawlessly even after all these years the steps seemed to just form on their own accord. He didn't want to stop ever. How did he survive all of these years without experiencing this feeling? It was like a drug addict finally got his hit and his soul seemed to have found peace on earth itself. The song ended and a new one started but he didn't stop his feet were moving on its own and he didn't even want to stop but there was only too much his body could take at a time and finally he fell down on the ground with labored breaths and a wide smile across his face. He had not felt this happy in ages. Sweat droplets formed on his forehead and when the wind blew across his face sending a cooling sensation within his body it was just heavenly. He slowly raised his eyes and saw a figure hiding behind the door and it seemed as if it was watching him intently. He saw sharon's face through the glass portion of the door and smiled again as his mind rolled back to a beautiful memory…….
His phone rang disturbing his sleep and he looked at the caller id, siren's name was flashing on its screen and then he immediately looked at the clock it said 12:06 am. 'Why was she calling at his hour of night?' he became worried as he picked up the call and said "hello" in a sleepy voice. He was met by a sob as an answer on the other side and immediately his forehead creased with worry as he sat up on his bed and asked "what happened Sharon? Why r u crying?" this time she replied with shaking voice "swayam…" he encouraged her saying "yes?" she replied back "swayam please send me the videos of you dancing" he replied back completely lost "why?" she took a deep breath but her voice still cracked as she said "My…my laptop fried and all those videos of you dancing…all…all of them r deleted" he wanted to laugh at her she was so adorable but he controlled himself and said "siren…there is no need to cry…I'll give them to u tomorrow…all of them" she replied still with a trembling voice "No, I always watch u dance before going to sleep……u look so heavenly when u dance…I can't sleep without watching you dance…then u dance in my dreams too" he could almost feel her blush through the phone and felt so lucky to have someone like her love him so unconditionally. He looked at the clock and said "Just wait I am sending them to you right now" she seemed to calm down a bit as she replied "okay, hurry, I am waiting" and then cut the call.
After a while she was getting tired of waiting and constantly checking her mailbox. She was gonna call him and give him a piece of her mind when someone knocked on her window. She turned around scared for a second but then relieved it was only swayam. She sighed in relief she had no idea she had been holding her breath and gave him a look which said are-you-insane. She opened her window and found him practically hanging from her window and helped him inside her room. Finally with a final pull he came inside and ended upon falling on her but still managed to place his hands on either sides of her to prevent her from crushing underneath him. She blushed as she felt her body pressed against his who grinned at her and kissed her on her forehead. Then helped her in standing while she asked him "why are you here?" he smiled at her and said "you wanted to see me dance right?" she blushed once again and looked down slowly nodding while he chuckled at her adorableness and made her look at him by tilting her face upwards then he whispered "well nothing is better than a live performance right?" a soft smile along with a blush reached her face. He came at her house in the middle of the night just to dance for her. She felt so happy that she wanted to cry. He grabbed her hand and led her outside to the terrace and then made her sit on one of the relaxing chairs present there.
Then he took a few steps backwards smiling at her so that he was standing in the middle of the terrace and then his feet starting moving to rhythm of the synchronized beating of their hearts. He moved his body and hands along with his feet into flawless beautiful patterns knocking the breath out of her while she couldn't help but stare at him dancing in awe. He was so beautiful while dancing that it hurt to look away from him even for a second. He kept dancing lost in his own world and stopped when he felt the muscles in his body burn telling him that he has reached his limit tonight and then when he looked at her catching his breath she seemed in a trance looking at him so lovingly as if he was a God or something. His heart beat increased as he took steady steps towards her and sat besides her looking at her in the eye. Her eyelids were half closed and she seemed to be lost in her own world. At that moment he realized at every night she went to sleep watching him dance and fantasizing about him, about them. There was a whirl pool of emotions within him and he wanted nothing more than to shower his love on her. He covered her eyes with his hand and whispered huskily "Go to sleep" then when he removed his hands her eyes were closed and he whispered once again to her "sweet dreams" a soft smile reached her face as if she was already having sweet dreams while he picked her up and carried her back inside.
Swayam smiled as the memory ended and then slowly his feet starting moving again followed by his body and hands, he formed patterns so beautiful once again and so similar to that night that it hurt once again to look away from him. She kept starring at him in awe while her feet started tapping to the tune of the song playing in his mobile. She was hit by a wave so sudden and captivating to dance that it seemed as if her soul was being ripped apart from her. Her mind asked her why was torturing herself. Right now no one else was giving her agony but her own self. Why was she doing it? What was she gonna prove by doing it? Why couldn't she accept the happiness knocking on her door? she didn't know when but watching him dance was such a beautiful experience it always sent her in a trance and in that trance she came out of her hiding spot and walked towards him shocking him and herself by standing right in front of him and cupping his face with her one hand and whispering "u look so heavenly when u dance" and then as if she was pulled out of the trance she took a step back from him but he grabbed her hand and whispered "dance with me Sharon" her stupid heart once again beated loudly against her chest and she once again felt that intense urge to dance that it killed her to tear her gaze away from him and turn her back towards him.
Her emotions were all over the place what she wanted to do at that moment was turn around and pull him in a tight embrace while telling him how much she loved him. What was wrong with her? She was supposed to hate him! Then why was she being influenced by him like this. She was scared of her own feelings and took a step forward to get as far away from him as possible but he circled his arms around her waist and hugged her from behind whispering "walked down the memory lane just now?" she knew what he was pointing at. Yes, she had indeed walked down the memory lane and it was blissful. She didn't want to say anything so she tried to get rid of his steel grip around her, surprisingly and disappointingly he let her go and she didn't wait a second before creating some distance between them but he once again grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him. she came twirling in his arms and bumped in his chest while he grinned at her and removed some strands of hair from her eyes and then caressed her face with the back of his hand while she closed her eyes and said "don't do this plz" he smiled at her and whispered "then don't make me wait anymore siren….dance with me" she looked away and said while placing her hands on his stomach just little above the waist line of his jeans and tried to push him away "I told you I don't dance" but her voice didn't held the coldness she want it to instead it came out more of a whisper. He smiled at her once again and bent his head down to say in a low voice as his breath fanned across her face "Liar" then his hold on her waist tightened and soon her feet were above ground level as he was twirling both of them around, she closed her eyes as she felt the adrenaline kicking in and the feel of air across her while her heart seemed to burst with joy but then her feet were back on the ground and she frowned devastated that the moment ended so soon.
As she opened her eyes she found swayam looking at her with a smile and that victory expression on his face. But she won't let him win so soon. She pushed him back and moved away from him but he grabbed her wrist again and pulled her back taking her in a dip and holding suspended midair perfectly. Her barren soul yearned for rain just a few droplets were only adding to its thirst and she didn't know for how long she could keep her feet from dancing. She said "swayam…let me go" he smiled at her and replied "I love you Sharon and that's the reason I am never gonna let go of you….ever" her heart was in her throat as he said those words to her and pulled her back up and then twirled her around making her back collide against his chest. Then he hugged her once again from behind and slowly lifted her of off her feet and placed her on his. After that he slowly started to sway his body along with her to the music. She was in heaven at that moment and didn't want it to end her hands rested upon his on her stomach and she leaned against his chest. He turned her around to face him and said "dance with me" those words were all she had been yearning to hear and she nodded slowly making him ecstatic. He asked for her hand and she gave it to him. He placed his own hand around her waist and her other one on his shoulder. That was it she said to herself now she would dance with him until she could dance no longer. She was finally breaking down all the walls herself but then she remembered the day when she wanted him to dance with her but he never came so why should she dance with him now? His angelic face and beautiful smile held her prisoner but she looked away and pushed him back shocking him and then immediately created a long distance between them. He looked at her and said "Sharon…." while her eyes grew moist and she yelled "No, I won't dance, never…..and most definitely not with you" with this she turned on her heels and ran away from him.
To be continued……
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-Baz
kar di hai update Marium...sakun ka saans lo ab :POriginally posted by: -Marium-
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