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Posted: 12 years ago

His Weakness! When Player fall for innocent freshman girl

Khushi kumari gupta

15 year old

Arnav singh raizada

18 year old

1.Pretty Young Thing

"I promise,"

Khushi's P.O.V

I sat patiently in my brother, Rohit's car. I fidgeted, fingering the hem of my shirt. Trying to find something ' anything that would take my mind off what was happening in the eerily creepy house in front of me.

Just ten minutes ago Rohit had got out of the car and stomped his way up the path slamming his fists into the door before it narrowly opened and he slipped inside. The door immediately shutting behind him as what little light was previously supplied faded.

He had remained silent the whole car journey from picking me up from my friends house ' except for telling me that before we went home we were going to make a slight diversion. Without my consent of course, but he sure as didn't seem in the mood to be argued at so I let it slip.

He thinks I don't know what he does; he thinks I'm too naive. I may be only fifteen but I wasn't stupid ' in fact I was quite the opposite. I knew that he did drugs; I knew that he, ahem, Has sex with random girls, and despite trying to tell myself it wasn't true ' I knew he was in a gang.

I quickly checked the time on the car clock that was placed just above the steering wheel, a steering wheel that was worn and frayed, no doubt to my brothers obsessive bad temper. He had a tendency to go off on one and boy did that happen a lot.

My mum and dad surely didn't know though. We ' as a family had a reputation to up hold and if even the notion of the town heard that the vicar's son was a 'druggie' then I'm pretty sure hell would break loose.

Literally.

I on the other hand was a goody two shoes. I was top of my class at most things, I had a reputation to uphold for my family ' and I was doing a pretty darn good job doing so. Unlike my brother, I didn't drink, I didn't smoke and I definitely didn't have sex with random boys, I was a proud virgin.

My dad didn't let me date boys. He said I couldn't date till I was thirty. And as much as I wish he was joking, he was probably being serious. Not that I could follow that rule though, I couldn't go without my first kiss till I was thirty, could I? Most girls my age had already had sex let alone kissed a boy.

I tapped my fingers against the black matt leather of the car seat anxiously waiting for Rohit to return so that we could go home and I could pretend that none of it ever happened. Pretend ' that's what I did most of the time. I didn't like thinking that my brother was bad so I just pretend to make everything all right.

The car was getting stuffy, the proximity of the situation getting to me. I quickly pulled the car door handle, before undoing my seatbelt and getting out of the car. I had no plans to go anywhere near that house, but staying in that car would make me go crazy and I needed fresh air.

I hadn't seen this part of town before and I already knew that I didn't like it. The dingy old street lights gave out hardly any light making it seem even creepier. The trees casting shadows that only led the imagination what could be out there.

My dad didn't let me go to any parts of the town like this, in fact he'd probably have a heart attack just at the thought, another reason not to tell him about Rohit. I didn't want to be a snitch and he'd probably go over the edge if he knew the things his son was getting up to.

"What's a pretty young thing like yourself doing out here at this time of night?" a dark raspy voice spoke up almost giving me a heart attack, and there I was talking about my dad.

Ironic much.

I snapped my head upwards immediately to find a guy standing in front of me. A very handsome guy if I must say so myself. A cigarette in one hand while the other was propping himself up against the wall.

His flawless features were enough for any girl to fall for him in first glance. He had luscious light brown hair that was perfectly spiked up. His light golden irises were the best thing about him they had a stare that made you feel like he was staring into your soul. It was sexy, verging on creepy.

I mentally scolded myself for even thinking that way about him. What would my dad say if I was having such vulgar thoughts about a boy ' a boy who I may say looked to be older than me that indeed would give him a heart attack?

He cleared his throat, a slight smirk appearing on his face making my stomach drop. "Are you going to check me out, or actually speak," he mocked. My gaze immediately fell to the ground as I felt my cheeks heat up and I thanked God that it was too dark for him to see.

He took the cigarette placing it between his plump lips, taking a sharp inhale before exhaling the smoke out, a heavy sigh following.

"I- I'm waiting for my brother," I stuttered. I can only imagine the types of people that my brother hangs round with, and for all I know the Greek god standing in front of me could be a murderer. Scratch that he probably is.

His eyes perked up at the mentioning of 'my brother' and an intriguing look crossed his face. "And what's your brothers na-"he got cut off by a familiar voice.

"Raizada step away from my little sister," Rohit warned wrapping an arm around my shoulder protectively. Saved by the bell ' or should I say brother. The guy who I knew as 'Raizada' formed his lips into a full smirk as he took his time to check me out, I instantly squirmed under his watch.

"This is your little sister," he exclaimed as if he could quite believe it. "Yes," Rohit snapped flipping him off before continuing "And I suggest you stay far away from her" he warned his face hardening to show he was serious.

He threw his hands up in a playful manner, "You have my word," he said before switching his gaze to me a taunting glint in his eye making my knees go weak. "I promise,".

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Chap-2 Pg-1

Chap-3 Pg-1

Chap-4 Pg-2

Chap-5 Pg-2 (16+)

Chap-6 Pg-3

Chap-7 Pg-3

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2.Leave Me Alone

"Get in Gupta,"

Khushi's P.O.V

My brother and ' who I now know was called Arnav Singh Raizada (through serious probing by me) were what Rohit had called 'associations'. Apparently he helped him out and vice versa. By 'helped out' he obviously meant in supplying drugs, something like that anyway. So incidentally I tried to push it to the back of my mind.

But it was pretty hard seeing as I couldn't seem to shake off the look in Arnav's eye when he said 'I promise' it was haunting me and I wasn't sure why. But I was sure that I wanted the feeling to fade, and quick.

It wasn't like I was going to see him again, so why he was having such an effect on me I was a mystery. But I was determined to get this evasive guy out of my head ' he was corrupt ' a demon in the eyes of the lord and he internally screamed trouble.

I was sat back in my brother's car, even though he himself didn't go to school, his one of many duties as a 'good' son was to take me to and from school and thankfully his bad boy antiques didn't let his side of the deal down ' most of the time anyway.

He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly clearing his throat as if he wanted desperately to say something but he didn't quite know how. "Just spit it out Rohit" I said quietly not being able to deal with his anxious behaviour any more.

"You're not going to tell mum and dad are you?" he asked a guilty glint in his eyes, "About last night, I mean," he added answering my question that was on the tip of my tongue.

I shook my head staring out of the window staring in detail at tree after tree that we drove past. I felt extremely uncomfortable talking about those types of things. It was so unfamiliar to me and I hated to think that beyond his sweet exterior he could be a monster like the ones you see on TV.

Not that I'm allowed to watch any TV content that has an age limit of below twelve mind you. I may be fifteen but dad says he doesn't want me to see anything bad, like he wanted me to think that life was all unicorns and rainbows ' but I knew it was far from that.

Saying that, I had watched a couple of 'disallowed' TV programs. Mainly through my friends when I was at their houses. Not that my dad knew about those few selected occasions though, he'd go crazy if he found out.

"But remember what I said, stay away from Raizada," he shook his head a hand running through his hair absentmindedly "He's bad news."

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I was lent up against the wall of the school mentally cursing Rohit for turning up late. The normally fully packed crowds of people that swarmed the parking lot were now just a distant memory away and I found myself being the only one here.

I gripped onto the ends of my jumper sleeves, it was mid winter meaning it was spitefully cold and I did not want to be standing out here. I was going to go crazy at Rohit when he turned up. I had been left in the cold one too many times.

"Khushi, what are you doing here?" Nand Kishore (NK), head of the math committee (yes that does exist) spoke up beside me. I quickly turned to him flashing him a smile as he mirrored my actions.

"My inconsiderate brother just so happens to have forgotten about me," I laughed making sure he knew that I was only joking. He may be late but he hadn't forgotten about me ' well I hoped he hadn't anyway.

"Do you need a lift?" he asked me. I was just about to accept, after all the chances of Rohit turning up now were pretty slim, but instead the sound of a car screeching and pulling up beside us interrupted me.

A darkened blacked out window of a jet black Cadillac swiftly rolled down revealing a person who had taken over my thoughts much of last night and this morning and who I very much wanted to avoid ' Arnav Singh Raizada.

My mouth flew open, my eyes narrowing, making sure that it was actually him and that I wasn't seeing things. I had been standing out in the bitterness for an hour; it was bound to make my mind go loopy.

But no such luck as I checked several times, it was him and he flashed a familiar smirk that immediately made my knees go weak.

"Get in Gupta," he told me a smirk still on his face but a tint of serious evident in his voice. I turned to NK, "Is this man bothering you?" NK asked concern laced in his voice making Arnav snicker from behind me.

"No" I quickly said, not wanting him to worry. "He's erm," I added trying to find a word to describe his so called 'relationship' with my brother. I couldn't say, as my brother had put it - 'associations'. That sounded suspicious and the last thing I needed was for NK to go and tell someone. They would incidentally know my dad ' everyone seemed to know my dad.

"My brothers friend," I settled, I feigned a smile reassuring him so it didn't seem too unlike me. He nodded returning the smile. "If you say so, see you around Khushi," he beamed before walking out and I let out a breath, that until now, I didn't realise I was holding in.

"Get in Gupta," Arnav replied putting more emphasis on Gupta this time. "He told me not to talk to you," I admitted fiddling with my hands out of nervousness, a familiar feeling that I kept on getting when being around him.

Then again I got nervous easily. I was quite shy, not the type of person to in any sort of way be cocky ' not like the boy standing in front of me. But this was a different type of nervous, and I hadn't felt it before. And I wanted desperately for it to go away; I didn't like the effect he had on me. I wanted him to leave me alone, but for some reason I don't think that's going to happen.

"He asked me to take you home, he had-" he trailed off as if he was trying to think of a word that fitted, "business to deal with," he continued a slight sinister tone to his voice. It was surely unexpected that Rohit had asked Arnav to pick me up ' he had only this morning told me to stay away from him so this wasn't really doing so.

"Now get in," he demanded making me inwardly roll my eyes, not that I was brave enough to actually do. He intimated me ' big time and I sure enough wasn't going to anger him. My brother had warned me about him and that was enough to make me run a million miles.

After what seemed like hours, but it in fact was only minutes, and countless incisive decisions in my mind of whether to get in his car I finally made up my mind. I reluctantly moved my feet from the ground, which was now seeming hard to do as being under his gaze weirdly made my body tremble, I walked around to the passenger side of his car and got in.

"Took you long enough," he snickered, turning the key in one swift movement, igniting the ignition and speeding out of the school parking lot and onto the highway.

His car looked just as good on the inside as it did on the outside. Sure my family was pretty rich, but we were taught that luxuries were frivolous things. And extravagant things such as expensive cars were not something to toy about with.

"So we meet again, Khushi," he said, my name rolling off his tongue in pleasure making my stomach flutter. What was up with these indifferent feelings he was giving me, all I knew is I didn't like it ' not one bit.

"Who was that," he paused as if he was trying to find the right word, "charming boy you were with," he snickered as if it was the funniest thing in the world. I, on the other hand knew he was just being a chauvinistic typical arrogant guy and I ignored his attempt at being rude.

"NK, he's my friend," I told him simply a small smile on my face. He hummed thinking it over, "Your friend, eh?" he scoffed obviously amusing himself but I simply rolled my eyes when he wasn't looking, ignoring his obnoxious comment completely.

"So I hear you go to a private schoo,l" he changed the subject, a slight smirk playing on his lips as he let out a little snicker. why he snickered though had me clueless. What was so funny about going to a private school? It was a good means of education and it sure as hell didn't have any people like him in it, so what was not to like?

"Yes, what's wrong with that?" I asked raising an eyebrow at him suspiciously making him shake his head simultaneously as if he knew something that I didn't and his evasive behaviour was starting to bug me.

He raised his arms in defence playfully. "Oh nothing, it just gives me a good idea on the type of girl you are," he shrugged fully well knowing that he was now getting under my skin, and I couldn't help but to retaliate.

"And that is?" I asked trailing off unsure of where he was going to go with this.

"A good girl, you always get the best grades and you're daddy's little girl. You're completely innocent and have never drunk in your life."

I hung my head down a little trying to hide the crimson blush that I knew had crept up onto my cheeks by now. Everything he said was the complete and utter truth and it scared me to know how easily he could read me.

"I shouldn't be talking to you," I stated trying desperately to change the subject, I was starting to succumb to his meaningful digs and I didn't like the way he was making me feel so powerless.

"Exactly my point. You always play by the rules," he smirked to himself, fully well knowing he had just won that little talk. I ignored him looking out of the window desperately trying to ignore his psychosomatic ways.

He pulled up in my driveway (definitely not a euphemism) I blushed at even having that indecent thought. I, quick as ever, opened the car door wanting nothing more to get out of his car and I made a mental not to stay as far away from him as I could. He somehow did something to me ' played with my mind and it was driving me crazy.

"See you around, Khushi," a teasing smirk playing at the edge of his lips. No you most definitely will not ' well not if I can help it anyway. He was undeniably good looking, his eyes so significant that it made me feel like when I looked into them I would do anything he wanted me too ' and that's why I made sure to keep zero eye contact.

I quickly shut the door as lightly as I could, knowing with a car like that, he would go crazy if I even merely scratched it. I stumbled up my pathway, digging into my bag to find my key and quickly scrambled it into the lock, letting myself in and closing the door behind me abruptly.

As my brother had put it, he was 'bad news' and much to the delight of my brother, and probably my dad if he ever found out how I felt around him, I was going to try my best to stay away from him.

Arnav's P.O.V

I lay back against the beaten up couch, enjoying the high that the joint had just given me. Suzie, my latest floozy had just left. She was seventeen and boy was she a good f**k. What could I say my weakness was definitely younger girls.

Experienced girls were normally what I went for, whether they were sixteen or twenty. But lately the thrill of teaching someone so innocent everything I knew, was a fantasy I had played out countless times.

But since last night, no girl suited the match. Then Gupta's sister showed up and she might as well have had nun written across her forehead. She was pretty; I wasn't denying that at all. I mean for a vicar's daughter it was surprising how good looking she actually was.

But her unrevealing clothes, and her timid and unconfident attitude screamed innocence and it was something that I found an extreme turn on. I loved how nervous I made her feel ' it was obvious that I had an effect on her.

She was only fifteen though, and at eighteen that left a three year age gap. I had f**ked a fifteen year old before. Mind you she had already had sex a couple of times ' so I didn't steal her innocence.

But I couldn't help but feel attracted to her, I wanted to steal her innocence, even if that did sound crazy, which it did. I indeed was a sick, sick man. I laughed to myself slowly closing my eyes and enjoying the familiar high feeling letting it take over my body as I let myself to go to better place.

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3.Off The Wall

"Don't be a joy kill gupta,"

Khushi's P.O.V

Rohit burst through the door, an annoyed look crossed his face as he let out a dishevelled grunt. I watched him from my peripheral vision as he stumbled into the kitchen grabbing the nearest plastic cup and filling it up with water from the tap.

It had just gone past midnight, and the curiosity in me had stayed up until Rohit got home. Mum and dad didn't know what he got up to, meaning they weren't worried. But I had to make sure he was alright.

I hadn't heard from him since he dropped me off from school this morning, he hated Arnav and seeing as though he was the one that picked me up I guess things had gotten a little desperate and that instantly made me concerned.

I hopped off the couch wearily stepping into the kitchen as I leant up against the counter watching as Rohit hung his head incoherent curse words flying from his mouth quietly ' ha if my dad caught me saying even half of those words I'd probably be ground forever.

My arm accidently brushed past the papers on the table making a ruffling noise making Rohit's head shoot upwards. "f**k Khushi, you scared me," he breathed out his eyes wide as he gripped his chest his breathing coming out erratic.

"Sorry," I mumbled playing with my fingers lacing them together. "I was just worried," I trailed off testing Rohit's water. Sometimes he could be in the best mood, and he'd be the sweetest brother ever. But other times, normally it'd be if he'd just come back from being with his so called friends, he'd be in a foul mood and I wouldn't dare argue with him

"Damn I'm sorry, Raizada wasn't any trouble was he?" he groaned rolling his eyes in anger. I shook my head reassuring him. "Nope, but why did you send him to pick me up?"

"I just found myself in a bit of," he trailed off mumbling something under his breath "Trouble, that's all, he was my last resort," he grimaced. I nodded because I fully understood ' but mostly because I didn't want to start an argument.

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"See you at three," My brother called out from the car as I shut the door walking into school. Yeah, and you better be there.

Because the school was private it meant that the teachers and all of the staff members were incredibly strict. Thankfully we didn't have to wear uniforms though. The new principal, who started a year ago, changed that rule meaning I as a freshman fortunately missed out on the drab clothing.

My dad wasn't too happy though, he thought it was absurdly and he was outraged. But I promised that I would wear appropriate clothing, which I was more than happy to abide to. I mean why would I want to wear revealing clothing that made me look like a , excuse my language, s**t.

I was walking to my locker, happily striding along once in a while saying 'hello' to familiar faces, when I noticed NK already by my locker an apprehensive look on his face.

"NK," I greeted a smile crossing my face as I opened my locker getting out the books I needed for today's lesson. "Hey Khushi," he said smiling at me. "I was just wondering if you wanted to hang out tonight," he asked a hopeful glint in his eye. I was about to reply when he interrupted me. "I mean we could like do homework or something," he added rambling on as he finally got his words out.

"Sure, sounds like fun," I told him a smile matching my thoughts. "I've got to finish that English essay due tomorrow, so maybe you could help? I asked him as he hastily replied "Yes, I'd love to.

Arnav's P.O.V

"Raizada did you get the drugs?" Rohit Gupta's voice boomed down the phone. Who did he think he was speaking to? Of course I got them.

"Yes, I told you I would get them, didn't I?" I said a hint of annoyance in my voice as I grasped the envelope of cannabis in my hand. I wouldn't class Rohit as my friend, but he was useful to have someone to have your back. I had too many enemies to start making more.

"I know, I just wanted to make sure," he breathed out his voice low as if he didn't want someone to hear him. He must've been at his house. His dad was the vicar meaning his reputation was big stakes. If people found out half of the things he did ' his dad would probably have a heart attack.

But they do say strict parents make for a rebellious child. Then again that hadn't exactly happened with little miss innocent, Khushi had it? Not that I cared because I was sure I could change that very quickly. I already had an effect on her and I hadn't even touched her yet.

She'd be putty in my hands in no time.

"Shall I come round?" I asked him and there was silence on the end of the phone indicating that he was thinking it through solemnly. "Yeah my parents are out, and my little sister is doing homework with her friend, NK," he said a slight chuckle coming through at the end.

In most cases when a girl said that they were doing homework with a boy who was a 'friend' they were most defiantly doing something completely different ' if you catch my drift. But with it being her I knew that that would not be the case, she would actually be doing homework.

I snorted at the thought, "Ok, see you soon bro," I hung up pressing the red button and slipping my phone into my pocket. I picked my silver keys from the side and headed out of the door.

Khushi Kumari Gupta here I come

Khushi's P.O.V

I was sat on my bedroom floor my legs crossed as I finished writing my English essay ' with NK's help of course. We had been sitting in my room doing homework, with the exception of brief chatting breaks, for about two hours now and to say I was tired was an understatement.

I wrote the last sentence concluding the last paragraph as I forcefully scribbled the last word and I mentally thanked God that I was finally finished. I spent a lot of my time doing homework and sometimes I couldn't help but think it was a tad boring. Not that I had anything else to do mind you, but sometimes I wish my life was a bit more, I don't know ' exciting.

"Thanks for helping me NK," I smiled genuinely thankful for his help. NK was a genius with words and he seemed to be able to conquer anything you threw at him meaning my English essay was a breeze.

"Its fine, but I better be off now," he told me absentmindedly making me look at my clock placed on my bedside table. The bright red laser lights red eight thirty and seeing as NK's parents were heavily religious ' aka heavily strict I knew they would want him home soon.

I nodded standing up brushing off the invisible dust as if I had just done some major hard work ' which I had but NK did the majority off it.

We walked down the stairs together as I caught glimpse of my brother slumped back on the couch and another boy sitting in exactly the same manner on the opposite couch ' Arnav Singh Raizada.

I let out an inward sigh as I saw the glazed look over their eyes, and I could tell just from one look that they were completely off the wall. I quickly rushed to the door, knowing what they had been up to, opening it for NK allowing him out desperately not wanting to see the state my brother was in.

I closed the door behind him letting out an aggravated groan before going to face my incoherent brother and his insolent 'association'.

"Look who it is," Arnav smirked his hands grasping together in a sign of satisfaction. "How did the homework club go?" he mocked his eyes locking with mine as I felt my stomach flutter ever so slightly.

I switched my gaze from him to Rohit, refusing to be drawn in by his stupid good looks and boyish charm. "I know you're" I cleared my throat feeling oddly embarrassed to say a word that wasn't remotely vulgar ' well not in the right context anyway. "I know you're High Rohit" my voice cracked as I continued "But mum and dad will be back soon, so I suggest you get yourself together" I muttered shooting a resentful look Arnav's way ' only making his smirk wider.

"Don't be a joy kill butler, why don't you join us?" he smirked blowing smoke from what I could only assume was some type of drug. Being the vicar's daughter means I'm not exactly highly educated on those sort of things.

I instantly shook my head in disgust. "No thanks," I mumbled shocked by his absurd idea.

"Your loss," he smirked his eyes landing on my chest earning an scoff from me as I crossed my arms over my chest dropping my gaze to the floor as I suddenly felt discomfort.

"I'd better go," Arnav said standing up from the sofa as he clamped hands with Rohit before walking towards the direction of the door which was right behind me. His eyes focused on me as he brushed past me before whispering in my ear "Nice tits."

I gulped heavily feeling the saliva in my mouth run dry as my jaw dropped to the floor. I instantly felt my cheeks heat up, knowing that my face would be bright red at this very moment and I couldn't help but be grateful that Arnav wasn't here to see the effect he had on me. I was mortified that he would say such a thing but I was more mortified at the feeling inside me that I couldn't quite identify ' but I was sure that I shouldn't be feeling it.

"Why have you gone bright red Khushi?" Rohit asked an inquisitive look on his face as he dropped his legs onto the couch. "Nothing, it's just hot in here" I dismissed fanning myself with my hand because undeniably he was the one that had made me feel this way, and it scared me ' a lot.

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Nice...
Arnav and her bro are druggies... So they not oly do it but guessing they smuggle it too?????
Going by the car, arnav here is rich or... Is it cos of his D business????
KuShi is really... Wat do u cal her mother hen over her bro and any arnav is trouble with a big T
Lovely liked it...
Waiting for the next part

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Intersting and very different concept!!!!!!!

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"So you haven't kissed a boy?"

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4.Butterflies

"So you haven't kissed a boy?"

Khushi's P.O.V

I was sat in church while my dad was giving out his familiar analogous speech. It merely consisted of how grateful we were to be alive, for all our food, belongings and most importantly our families. He would then finish with a prayer. Don't get me wrong I was extremely grateful ' but hearing the same speech everyday tended to get slightly tedious. But turning up meant my dad was happy, and that's all I wanted.

However today church service is was a little different, and the main reason for this was a boy under the name of Arnav Singh Raizada. Not once in the six years my dad had been vicar for Dehradun had Arnav ever turned up. But he was sitting with a familiar women who came every week, and I was only assuming it was his mum.

But why after all this time he decided to turn up, was beyond me. Rohit wasn't here, so why would he want to come. It's obvious that he doesn't believe in God ' he'd be a horrendous Christian if he did anyway.

I turned my head slightly catching Arnav's eye as his plump pink lips turned into a gratifying smirk a indecent glint in his eye as I quickly snapped my head forward focusing on my dad as he said his final words to finish the service. "Amen," everyone including me (but obviously excluding Arnav) mirrored his actions as brief seconds later people started filling out.

I stood up warily turning to walk out when a hand wrapped around my wrist pulling me to an abrupt hault. I looked up to see Arnav ' now noticing how tall he was compared to me. and I immediately felt intimidated.

"Khushi," he greeted as he slowly wet his bottom lip with his tongue almost making me lose concentration at that simple unpretentious move,

what was happening to me?

"I didn't expect you to be here," he said an artificialness sound to his voice. He didn't know I was the vicar's daughter ' yeah right. I shrugged my shoulders pretending that I was unfazed by him, which by the way, I was most definitely not.

"its church, I'm always here," I stated simply roaming my eyes around the room desperately trying to find someone who could possibly save me from this intimate session I was having with Arnav. Well the most intimate I'd ever been with a boy anyway.

"I'll keep that in mind," he trailed off a smirk pulling at the edge of his lips.

"So what about ditching this place," he paused as I focused on his adam apple that bobbed definitively "And doing something fun," he continued jabbing his thumb behind and pointing to the exit.

After church I would normally go home do homework, have my tea that mum had prepared and then go to bed. It was a Sunday and my parents had a strict bedtime that I had to abide to. They said they didn't want me being tired and not being able to concentrate on my school work.

And this rule I didn't care about obeying, I never had anything to do anyways, never had many friends willing to do something ' until now that is. but the boy standing in front of me was not a friend, or even an 'association'. He was the boy that had told me last night that I, ahem, had nice 'tits'. I felt my face heat up just at the

thought of that crude word.

But he was also the boy that for some strange reason made my stomach flutter and my knees weak ' a feeling that was undeniably wrong in the eyes of my father. But much to his dismay I couldn't help but want to feel it again. It was the merest bit of excitement in my dull Christian life.

I slowly nodded my head. On the outside I was relatively calm, but on the inside my brain was going mad. Why the hell did I just say yes to a boy my brother clearly said to stay away from.

I anxiously followed him out not wanting anyone to see me walking with such an adverse and sinful character such as himself. I nervously pulled at the ends of my jumper trying to find something to take my mind of the tremendous guilt I was feeling.

"Relax," his raspy voice spoke up as his hand went to the small of my back and instantly I felt the familiar feeling come creeping back. I couldn't put my finger on what exactly the feeling was ' but I knew my virgin self should not be feeling it. It felt like butterflies but why I would be feeling that I don't know.

We were walking further and further away from the church and heading in a direction that was now unfamiliar to me.

He dug his hand into his right pocket slipping out a packet of some sort, which I then realised was cigarettes. He took one from the packet using his other hand to pull out a lighter and simultaneously lit it up.

"Want one?" he offered. I mentally scoffed, did he really think that I would actually take one. And if he did than he was more naive than I thought. I shook my head quickly turning him down before focusing my gaze on the floor so that I didn't have to look into those breathtaking devious eyes of his.

We arrived at a little green field that was completely vacant. It was peaceful ' no kids running around, no dogs barking, just the sound of the light breeze catching on the trees.

"It's my relaxing place," he breathed out and even though he said it with a genuine tone in his voice I couldn't help but think it was probably a place he chose to get high without his mum or the authorities knowing.

He sat down leaning up against the oak tree taking a drag out if his cigarette as he blew the smoke outwards in a perfect ring. I sat down, crossing my legs watching as he smoked finding it oddly (and extremely indecently) attractive.

"Is your homework club friend your boyfriend?" he asked with an amused expression on his face, I shook my head. NK wasn't my boyfriend ' but if my father had to settle on a boyfriend for me then I'm sure he would be most suitable. He ' like me was a goody two shoes, he had equally best grades and never broke the rules meaning we were two peas in a pod. Then again they do say opposites attract.

"I'm not allowed to date," I told him as he let out a snicker. "So you've never had a boyfriend?" he stated questioningly a teasing hint as if he couldn't believe it.

"Nope, my dad forbids it," I told him simply my hands nervously knotting together as I tried to concentrate on something else rather than him.

"So you haven't kissed a boy?" he asked raising his eyebrows, a sinister grin teasing on the edge of his lips, an unreadable expression crossing his face and it was bugging me that I couldn't quite fully understand him. I ignored him as I shook my head this time not saying anything in fear my voice would crack.

"Interesting," he murmured to himself but I just about caught it.

His hand travelled across the grass agonizing slowly and I focused on them wondering what he was doing. His fingers brushing the length of my arm, raising goosebumps, as his eyes focused on me a distinct glint in them making me feel that all so familiar feeling ' butterflies.

"I should probably be going, my dad's going to murder me," I mumbled closing my eyes tightly before reopening them trying to shake off the feelings. He nodded standing up throwing the cigarette on the ground before stamping the flame out with the sole of his shoe. "Let's go."

Arnav's P.O.V

I had just walked Khushi back to her house. She had told me that her dad forbid her to date, which I found extremely amusing. She didn't seem bothered by it though, she had obviously accepted it. But she's a hot fifteen year old girl, of course boys are going to be interested in her ' it's inevitable.

She was always so nervous that she was doing something wrong and I could see the strain she had of always having to be perfect. She obviously had done nothing rebellious in her life. She had had no fun. She was a good Christian who played by the rules ' but I was definitely going to change that.

I turned the key letting myself in the door not knowing whether my mum was in or not. It was just me and my mum at home. My inconsiderate bas***d of a dad left when I was born so it's always just been me and her.

We didn't have the best relationship though. I knew she was disappointed in me, I was barely home. I'd either be sleeping around or getting totally high that I forgot everything ' so now she just blocked me out and we barely said our 'hello's' and 'goodbyes'.

"And there was me thinking you actually wanted to come to church", the sound of my mother's distressed voice interrupted my thoughts as I quickly turned on my heel. She was sat on the couch, her eye's had heavy bags under them and slightly red at the sides and I felt a twang of pain in my heart that I could have caused this.

"I don't know what you're talking about," I brushed her off, ignoring the guilty feeling, attempting to go upstairs when she spoke once again. This surely must be a record of the longest we've spoken in a day.

"Don't play dumb Arnav, I saw that girl you were with," she snarled before continuing. "You actually came to church to have your way with another delirious girl, that's low Arnav," she shook her head in disbelief.

If only she knew. If only she knew that the girl she thought I was 'having my way with' was actually an innocent frigid girl that hadn't even kissed a boy let alone had sex. Then again if did have my way that was definitely going to change soon enough.

And I was a man that always got what I wanted, one way or another.

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Edited by princess_ana - 12 years ago