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Arnav had noticed how Khushi had the nag to constantly put herself down, and he didn't like it one bit. He wanted to have a talk with her and put it through her mind that she was the best at whatever she did and there was nothing wrong in messing up things sometimes but he had dismissed the idea as soon as it came to his mind.
He knew that they were friends before getting into a relationship and as a friend he had the right to talk to her about the same but he was also afraid that she might misunderstand him. He didn't want to suffocate her with their new found love, he wanted to give her time and space. He didn't want her to think that he was being interfering, she had a life of her own and he would only stand beside her to help when it was absolutely necessary.
He knew he had to think of some way in which he would be able to help her overcome her fear and not look like he was interfering too much. He was thinking about an idea when his eyes went to the file kept next to him. He opened the file and went through it when an idea popped into his head.
Picking up his phone, he sent out a quick text to Khushi asking her to come to his office immediately. He kept the phone down and picked up a file so as to look as if he was extremely busy in his work when he heard his cabin door opening and heard the footsteps, indicating her arrival. She walked into his cabin and stood in front of him on the other side of the table.
He looked up from the file with a frown on his face and with a defeated sigh, he kept his head on the back of his chair. He closed his eye and moved his palm on his forehead, easing down the pain when he felt a soft hand running through his hair. He opened his eyes to find Khushi standing behind his chair and looking at him with worried eyes.
"Arnav, is everything okay? Whats wrong?" she asked, her hands moving down from his hair to his forehead, massaging the area.
He moved his hand and caught her wrist, jerking her hand so she would fall right on his lap. He looked at her with tired eyes as she kept her head on his chest and rubbed his back, trying to ease his muscles.
"Khush, there's a problem." He started when she looked up and asked him to continue with her eyes, "The thing is that the dresses aren't ready yet."
"What? What are you talking about, Arnav? The dresses are ready." She knew Kaira, the designer had already started working on the dress, so what was the matter?
"Actually, Kaira isn't being able to make what I want. So, uh, in anger, I told her to leave and now we don't have a designer." He sighed and Khushi's eyes popped out and all she could do was scream.
"WHAT? What do you mean by 'told her to leave?' Arnav, what were you thinking? We don't have time for the show and you're saying that our designer just walked out?"
"Khush, she didn't really walk out, you know? I asked her to leave." He said.
"Same thing." She retorted. "Now what are we going to do? Where will we find a designer at the last minute?" she asked while Arnav shrugged.
"You know Khush, I am not ASR for nothing. People die to work for me, but the thing is this time I have someone new in my mind." He replied as he eyed her.
"New? Who?" she asked suspiciously when she saw his face grow a smirk.
Arnav looked on, trying to give her hints as to what was on his mind but she only looked on confused. She looked at him and tried to understand what he was saying in his incoherent sign language. When she didn't understand a word, she looked at him angrily and yelled,
"For gods sake Arnav, what the hell are you doing?"
"Trying to make you understand who I am talking about." He replied with a straight face.
"Arnav Singh Raizada, you will either tell me who you're talking about, once and for all or I am walking out of your cabin right this moment." She was trying her best to not yell but Arnav could clearly hear the edge in her voice and decided to tell his stupid but adorable girlfriend about his new designer.
He held her hand gently and pulled her so she was sitting on his lap. He held her firmly in place and finally said, "You!"
She looked at him with a questioning gaze. "What me?"
"You are the new designer." He said slowly so she would grasp what he was saying. He knew this was going to be difficult.
Even though she was a designer originally, he knew she would not take this easily. And he was anything but wrong, because the next second he saw her jump out of his lap and shout.
"What the hell are you talking about? Do you even know what you're saying? Why would I be a designer for your most important fashion show? Arnav? Now why the hell are you smiling? Dammit Arnav, speak up, will you?" She was hyperventilating and Arnav could clearly see that. Not that he was expecting a better reaction from her.
He got up from his seat and tried to hold her by her shoulders, but she very effectively shrugged his hands off. Taking two steps back, she looked at him accusingly.
"What were you thinking Arnav? Just because I am your girlfriend, you would give this project to me? I don't want to be given special privileges only because I am associated with you. You can find so many good designers who even specialize in this work, then why would you give this to me? You haven't even seen my designs till date. On what basis are you appointing me as the new designer of this show?" she spat out.
She was so angry on him that it was even difficult for her to see sense. She was more upset than angry. She had never expected him to be bias only because she was his girlfriend and if that was the case then there were only two options left, either she would leave her job to be with him or she would leave him and keep the job, and that choice would be taken by him.
Arnav, on the other hand was getting angry as well. He was angry because she thought he would only appoint her because she was related to him. Didn't she know that ASR never took his work casually? That for him work was always his first priority and he would never do anything that would lead to a loss for him. He was angry, very angry but he knew he had to keep his cool when it came to Khushi, because she was no better when it came to loosing her temper and he knew that one of them had to be mature and logical, and he surely couldn't expect it from that highly pampered girl.
Taking a deep breath, he calmed himself and took a few steps back so he wouldn't do something he regretted, he put his hands in his pocket and spoke,
"Is this what you think of me, Khushi? That I am only appointing you because you are my girlfriend? Today you showed me how low you think of me." Hurt was clearly evident in his voice but Khushi was not hearing any of that. She was blinded by rage and that had stopped her from understanding how hurt he was.
"Well then why don't you care to explain to me, Arnav? Why would you appoint me as the designer on the basis of nothing?"
"On the basis of nothing? How do you know that I have appointed you on the basis of nothing?"
"Wake up Arnav. You have never seen any of my designs, how the hell are you supposed to know my capabilities?"
"Well I am very sorry to break the ice, but I have very much seen your designs. I was passing your cabin and had entered to check on you but you were not around and on your desk, there were few of your designs, Khushi. Did you really think I would do anything that would make my company go in a loss, Khushi?" he was loosing his cool and so he turned his back towards Khushi and spoke softly, "You know what Khushi? Just forget it. If you don't want to do this, then I am no one to force you."
He was very upset. He had never planned for things to become so bad. He had expected her to get hyper but never had he thought that she would take this so badly. He had thought of tricking her to do this work only so she would gain a little self-confidence but now that he thought of it everything had backfired on him.
At the same time, he had even gotten hurt of what she really thought of him. He couldn't believe that she thought he was being bias towards her. It hurt every cell in his body to think that she thought so low of him.
He sat down on his chair and closed his eyes so he would think straight.
Meanwhile Khushi slowly came back to her senses. Her anger was subsiding. Arnav's words were seeping into her mind and she finally understood why he took such a decision. She felt bad for yelling at him for no fault of his. Guilt was taking place of anger seeing Arnav sitting, looking defeated. She didn't like seeing him that way.
Slowly walking towards him, she turned his chair to face her and bent down on her knees to sit in front of him. She gently held his hand and made him look at her,
"Arnav, I am sorry. I was being plain stupid. I should have heard you before coming to any conclusions. But you know me, I am always so hyper and get angry on every little thing. Please don't be upset with me." She pouted as she felt her eyes going moist.
She hated herself for making him go through her anger. Thankfully for her, she was not at her worst today, because if she would have really shown her anger, he was sure to have left her by now.
Anger was something she had in abundance. She may be a joyful girl but her anger was still something that had defined her. She didn't know where she got it from, because no one in her family had even a little bit of anger, while she was one of the most short tempered person. On second thoughts, she could easily beat Arnav where anger was concerned and that surely wasn't a very good thing, considering anger was Arnav's biggest strength as well as his biggest weakness.
She had always hated her temper, but somehow she could never do anything about it. She had always wanted to get rid of it but that had never happened.
But right now, none of this was important. What was really important was to solicit him back. He had not uttered a single word and was silently looking at her. She sighed, this was going to be more difficult than she had even thought.
"Okay, if you want me to be the designer then I will be the designer. Now will you please talk to me?"
"Khushi, I don't want to force you into doing this. I can see that you are clearly unwilling to do it and that's okay. I will look for some other designer, like I said, no one is going to force you." He finally replied.
"I am not unwilling, Arnav. I am just scared. I have never designed anything for any big firm and this is my first time. And this is not a small thing, this is the biggest fashion show of the year and designing for it, I am just not sure if I am capable of it." She looked down and said softly.
She was anything but unwilling. She was scared, yes, and there was no denying that but at the same time she was also excited. But somehow her fear was over powering her excitement making her go anxious.
She felt his hands squeezing her own which made her look up and her eyes came in direct contact with his. She could see a confidence in his eyes that her eyes lacked. She could see buoyancy in his eyes that told her to not fear anything, as long as he was with her. Her eyes slowly started reflecting his confidence and that was the exact moment he spoke up.
"Khush, do you trust me?" came his hesitant question.
"What? Ofcourse I do Arnav. What kind of a question is that?" came her instant reply.
"Then trust me when I say this. You are an amazing designer and you are going to do great. I want you to know that I will be right by your side throughout. We are going to do this together, alright? We will sit day and night and get the clothes ready on time and I promise, they would be the best." He said every word slowly so it would seep into her.
He said it all with a confidence that was gradually transferring into her and giving her the confidence to do something she had never experienced.
Her body posture was becoming straight and her eyes were becoming firm, indicating her poise to do and to succeed no matter what happened.
Arnav was looking at her and noticed the change in her physical appearance. He smiled. He knew she was going to do the best.
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Not one of them had noticed the audience they had gained outside Arnav's cabin.
Shanaya was standing outside and witnessing their little fight. She was passing by his cabin when she heard someone shouting inside and stopped to look at what it was all about when she heard that Khushi was going to be their new designer.
She turned around and started to walk out, an evil smile on her face.
This was getting easier for her by the minute. Now that Khushi was the designer she would make sure that all the clothes they wear should be perfect, unless, someone would destroy those clothes at the last minute.
