ArShi FF #2 ~ || The Fault In Our Stars ||
Recap:
He just smirked seeing the progress in their relationship, but he failed to notice her reluctance.
Reluctance to accept support from him, to open up to him for she did not want to have her heart broken again. She just couldn't afford to, as she didn't know she had that much of courage. She knew she would break apart if he did so, again. Trust was something which couldn't come back at once or by magic. He had to earn it, there was no way left.
Chapter 7 : Baby, are you down?
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Khushi went on counting the number of people that were boarding into the plane, much to her reluctance. What if the damn plane crashes? This was enough to make her shiver. She looked over to the air hostesses who were wearing a short black skirt and a white top, revealing way too much, and she made a face. Shameless, she muttered. Bored, she looked at the people who were busy in their own lives. Their was a couple seated in front of them, and the-already-bored Khushi started looking over to them. The wife, was giggling with her husband, who was apparently looking at her all lovingly. The ring in the both of their fingers indicated they were married. The man kissed his wife's cheeks, and started talking to her again, making her laugh yet again.
She stared at them, for long, thinking what if she was the wife and Arnav was the husband? Why couldn't they have a simple life, with Love and Care in their relationship? She , for a moment imagined Arnav talking to her all sweetly. A lone tear escaped her eyes, while she watched them. Moreover it was because she was watching something similar to the dream she had when she was a child. She wanted to grow up and marry a guy who loved her with an undivided heart. Her dream and her aspirations had shattered so mercilessly. She laughed at the irony of the situation. Love! It was nowhere near their contract marriage. Only Hate. Immense hate from her side. However, she failed to noticed that Hate was a cover-up for her love for Arnav.
Arnav, who had gone to verify the passports, came back and saw Khushi lost in thoughts. Her face was grim, so he figured out that she must be thinking about the past. Horrible past. He wanted her not to think of it, but no matter what, the past always haunted her. He went forward and sat next to her.
She looked up to him, blankly and realized He was there. She removed all the thoughts and got engrossed in her phone, which she had switched off due to the announcement. But, still she pretended to be busy. Avoiding him was better than talking to him, she had figured this out long back.
Arnav asked her, " Are you scared?"
Yes, I'm scared of flying in this plane. What if this f**king plane crashes? You don't value my life but I do !
She wanted to yell this at him, but she kept quite and pretended to type on her switched off phone.
Arnav saw her typing something. He decided to start a conversation, " Whom are you talking to?"
" Emperor Akbar." She replied flatly. She wanted to stay cold with him, and it was working. She saw him make a face.
" Khushi, I know you don't want to travel with me-" He was cut short by her. Her face showed every emotion of reluctance and abhorrence, with her eyes shooting daggers at him.
" I don't want to do anything with you. But, I have to. I never had a say. So, let's not talk about it. I'm doing something." Khushi replied with a flat tone.
He had his eyes tongue tied, while he did not know what to reply. " Yes, I can see that. Typing while the damn phone is switched off." He smirked seeing her face embarrassed. She looked so cutee, Arnav wanted to pull her cheeks. His mind clicked him that it was girly. Anyways.
Suddenly, the plane started much to Khushi's fear, while she gripped Arnav's arm as tight as possible and closed her eyes. While Arnav was surprised due to the sudden contact of a body, he looked at her who was busy in holding his arm for support. He kept on admiring her as she radiated positivity all around only with her smile. Her eyes were shut, and her soft hand around his masculine arm, and her bosoms touching his arm, sending shock waves down his spine, and shutting down his senses. He caressed her cheeks and said, " Its okay, Khushi." However, she refused to leave his hand. She was traveling in a plane for the first time, and being scared was normal. After a couple of minutes when the plane stabled itself, Khushi opened her beautiful eyes and looked around and felt herself safe. She sighed at the sudden realization, grinning widely like a 5 year old child. She then felt his arm against her bosoms, and her eyes shot straight up. She left his hand in a hurry, with her face all flustered. On the other hand, Arnav was in immense happiness. During the difficult time, she leaned out to him for support, which for him was a progress. After all, that is one important aspect in marriage. Holding out to the other partner for support. Even though it was reflex or unconscious, she still reached out to for support. He smiled warmly, and pecked Khushi's cheeks, while her eyes grew bigger and bigger as his lips touched her cheeks. His lips were rough, but were just enough to evoke desires in her unknowingly. This was not what she expected.
" What the ? " His habit AGAIN ! He just got up and left, leaving a flustered and an angered Khushi behind.
' Mr Arnav Singh Raizada, you think you have the power over me, but you're mistaken. Let's see who wins, this time.' She thought, while she drank a glass of water kept beside her. She need to think. Think Hard.
Jealousy.
A feeling expressing someone's care in a manner not equivalent to soft. But, for Khushi, it was the best weapon to irritate Arnav. Her plan was simple. She would just make Arnav jealous, and he'd burn much to Khushi's happiness. Time changed her priorities and the definition of happiness. Its true Pain can make people change, and Heartbreak is the best teacher.
The consequences were unknown to Khushi. However all she knew it would be fun. Let's get started.
Meanwhile, Arnav came back and sat next to Khushi who was busy in thoughts. Her lips automatically formed in a pout, much to Arnav's wild thoughts. She's so seductive even though its not intended. Her lips, so soft and delicate. Arnav licked his lips, while breaking the chain of his not-so-inncocent thoughts as he saw Khushi's mobile flashing the name of ' Arjun :* '. Wait. 'What does :* mean? Its a kiss, I know. But why in front of the name Arjun? Who the f**k is he? ' He thought while he felt a bit possessive as he saw Khushi smile like a child, picked up the phone in a hurry and said, " Hey, Arjun." in a voice as sweet as sugar. She never talked to him like that. EVER.
" Yeah, I'm going to New York... Yes, yes with that demon only." She said while eyeing Arnav trying to register his reaction, and smirked when she saw his eye brow arched. Demon? Out of all the damn names, Demon was what she chose !
" I don't know I'll be back. Just hope I come back alive.. I don't trust this guy at all." OKAY, now this was definitely it. He snatched the phone, disconnected it and grabbed Khushi's arms.
" You think I'm gonna kill you? " He said in a rage, which were overpowering his senses. She believed that guy, but not him. :*? Demon? Kill her? Trust? What the f**k? Well, that definitely startled the neighboring people who were having a relaxed sleep. Untill now. They stared at Arnav for long, on whom the sudden realization of they were in public, dawned. He left her, while she just smirked. ' Plan successful ' she gave a wide smile to Arnav, much to his amusement but it acted as a fuel in his anger.
Arnav was very stable-Both emotionally and physically, as a child. He loved his parents a lot, who in returned showered their love at him. This made him feel secure. However, when this blessing was retreated back, Arnav was not the same he was before. Memories of the death of his parents haunted him, and he changed into a person who refused to care about anyone. He forced himself to become cold, for he knew that was the only way to survive into this kind of world which is ready to eat you alive.
On the other hand, Khushi had a same past but different consequence altogether. She loved her parents a lot, but their sudden death did bring sadness into her life, but she did not let it affect her. She did miss her parents a lot, but she tried not to change into some kind of a monster she wasn't. They were two different personalities, having almost the identical past. But, as they say Opposites attract. And, you cannot stand against fate and destiny. Their destinies had been written well. It was time to wait now.
The flight was too long for Khushi to stay awake. It was almost impossible for her to sit in the same place for like hours which seemed eternity to her. Seeing Arnav pissed off, was what kept her in the place. However, she soon felt her eye-lids close, and she let herself escape into a deep slumber. Unknowingly, she snuggled more into her Pissed-Off husband's arm. Resting her head on his manly shoulders, she found solace. While the other passengers gave them loving looks at the sweet romance, Arnav's anger was vanished into thin air. His anger was now replaced by desires, that were too wild to be expressed. She looked beautiful, was the only statement that twirled his mind. All he wanted to do was to stay in the same position for forever. It just felt right, Khushi snuggled into his arms.
Khushi, a vibrant person aged 22 had changed Arnav's life. That person's life who claimed he did not have a heart, who showed Love was for pussy. Here he was, feeling just right with Khushi in his arms. Moreover, Khushi was not even aware of the wonderful changes she made in his life, in his heart. However, this change had not been a piece of cake for Khushi who had to undergo a lot.
His vision suddenly focused on the scar on Khushi wrist, which was big and still looked fresh. What Khushi did, out of Pain, will never be forgotten by Arnav for he was the reason for it. The image of Khushi lying in the pool of blood will never fade away. The fear he felt at that moment was still afresh. He was as guilty as he was before, but now, he was determined to win her back, To right the wrong he did and to make Khushi his -Emotionally and Physically. Both. In that very moment, they were infinite.
After hours of sleeping on the-so-comfortable pillow, Khushi opened her eyes, as fresh as anything. She had a good sleep. She looked around to register her environment. Plane. And, wait? She was snuggled in Arnav's arms? W*F? That was not something she expected to find out after waking up from the deep slumber, which provided her with relaxation. Her eyes fell on the sleeping Arnav, who was apparently enjoying the proximity even after sleeping. Shameless creature. His face looked tired, for he had been awake the previous nights for Khushi while she was in hospital. But, it still looked Handsome. Khushi stared at this creature for considerable amount of time, till Arnav opened his eyes, suddenly, much to Khushi's embarrassment. She immediately backed off, realizing she had been caught red handed. Arnav smirked seeing her reaction, and said, "There is no tax for admiring your husband. You can do it, anytime, and for free."
Khushi gave a sarcastic smile, " In your Dreams, Mr Raizada. I never admire a monster like you." Determined not to let her win, he gave a flying kiss saying, " Good morning, Mrs Raizada. "
Surprised at the sudden invitation of the kiss from her enemy, she retorted back, " Listen, you shameless person. Stop doing that."
Arnav smiled at the accusation. She did not even have the vaguest idea of what kind of shamelessness she invokes in him. Still, he asked her innocently," Doing what?"
This guy actually has guts. Fighting with Khushi, specially when she's on her period takes a lot of courage. But, he does not know that. Anyways.
She replied," Don't act smart with me."
" I never act. I'm smart, and both of us know it." His reply was precise, marked by the pride in his voice.
Enough of this guy, she finally gave up," Shut up." His face had the impression that he won, much Khushi's irritation.
Their fight which seemed adorable to the neighboring passengers, came to an end with the announcement,"Sir, we are about to land. Please, tie your seat belts." The I-Have-So-Much-Of-Courage Khushi got replaced by I-Am-Scared one due to the announcement of landing. First time traveling in the plane. On top of that she had her periods. Just Great.
The landing had not been with ease, owing to Khushi's fear of dying. She clung onto Arnav's shoulder, this time intentionally, much to His happiness. Closing her eyes, she prayed to her devi mayiya for support, while Arnav just sat there, admiring this weird creature with keen interest. He got many chances of muttering Unbelievable, but Khushi was oblivious to this. After they left the plane, Khushi left a sigh of breath she did not she was holding. She looked around, stretched herself, yawned indicating she required rest. Her stomach was aching, but she showed no sign of it. Period.
They made their way to the hotel, while Khushi just kept on looking at the city in awe. Big and tall buildings adorned with shining glass, People wearing all types of clothes, everything just amazed Khushi. People were oblivious to pain, they were just happy in their own world. Arnav saw Khushi admiring the city, while he just smiled when he saw that amazement on her face.
Instead of reaching the hotel, Khushi and Arnav reached a farmhouse, which was huge and luxurious. Khushi looked questioningly at Arnav who said, " Nani's orders."
He knew she wouldn't be able to deny Nani's orders. They entered the big and huge house, capable of calling a mansion. Are they on their honeymoon or what? Khushi thought, fully knowing Nani was capable of doing that also. But, the sudden arrival of another guest removed their doubts.
" Hola, everyone." A foreign accented, boy came from out of nowhere. He came up, and hugged Arnav who smiled at the warm welcome.
He moved out of the hug, and saw Khushi who seemed to be obvious to the identity of this man. He asked her," And, you must be Mrs Raizada."
" Khushi " She corrected him, irritated that everyone was now calling her by that nasty name.
"Okay, Khushi. I'm Neil, Arnav's cousin." Finnaly, she got to know who this man was.
" Hey, Neil. Congratulations." She gave him a side hug and he replicated the same.
" Thank you. Now, you go and freshen up. I'll be back soon." He said leaving the duo behind.
Khushi's stomach was paining a lot, and that was visible on her face. Arnav had noticed this earlier but wasn't sure of the reason. He wanted to ask her, but he wasn't sure if she'll share the reason with him. But, he had to ask.
" Khushi, are you okay?"
"No, I'm f**king not okay. Nothing's okay. My stomach is paining. I'm in New York, with you. What else can be worse now? I'm hugging people I don't even know. I've to attend a marriage and I'm looking like a disaster. I want to puke. I just-"
The answer was not expected by Arnav, who stood and listened to her complaints. Suddenly it hit him, she's on her periods. He had that experience before where woman used to talk rubbish when they were down. In fact, woman go crazy when they were down. W*F, man?
They made their way to the bedroom, which was as huge as anything. But, Khushi wasn't interested anymore. She was tired and required rest. Suddenly, she felt someone lifting her up. She looked around to see it was none other than Arnav. Shameless creature.
"What the hell are you doing? Keep me down." Khushi found a new strength to fight him. Instead of answering her, he made her lie down on the bed and lied next to her, caressing her stomach. It was pretty much erasing the pain, much to Khushi's relief. She was hell tired and exhausted to fight. She let him caress her belly, while she just drifted into slumber.
While she slept peacefully, Arnav got the time to think on how to win her back. She was hurt, deeply and that couldn't be ignored. He was the reason of it, Great. She's a fighter, he knew that for sure. He did not even have the vaguest idea on how to woo her. He had not done this before, but he had to. He knew that he loved this person, to extents that he did not knew even existed. He could do anything for her, if she said. Except to let her go. That was the one thing he knew he did not have the courage to handle. Letting her go meant letting his life slip away from his hands. He experienced love again, and after a long time. The heavenly feeling felt right to him. He mentally slapped himself to have avoided this feeling all this time. Somewhere he knew that Khushi would never betray him nor she would leave him. This hope had now become the mere reason of his existence. That's love, after all. She just snuggled in more, resting her leg on his and her head on his chest. He was afraid if she heard his heartbeats which were having a race. The proximity was enough to arouse him, but he kept his desires in check, which was impossible for him, though. The aura around her changed when she was on her periods. It just created the lust in Arnav. Lust for her.
Arnav tried sleeping, but wasn't able to. How could he, when after all this, Khushi was willingly sleeping in his arms? He just kept caressing her belly, eradicating the pain away, while he rested his head in her smooth hair. He mumbled," I love you, Khushi. I always had. I know I've made a mistake. But, here I am, willing to right the wrong. I'm ready to give up anything just to be with you again. My power, my wealth ANYTHING. And, I'm so sorry. I love you, Khushi, and this time I won't let myself hurt you, I promise."
In that very moment, He made a promise to her that was enough to prove his guilt. Even though Khushi was sleeping, Arnav kept on mumbling I love you, while he cried a bit.
He made a promise, with all his heart. A promise he would keep, for eternity.
I'm coming at you like a dark Horse.
Cause once you're mine, Once you're mine.
There's no going back.
Okay, I'm addicted to this song. Dark Horse by Katty Perry. The video is just ewww, but the song is amazing. You should listen to it, too. You'll Love it too.
But, I don't have time to listen to songs. EXAMSS. My life is ruined ! God, please help me!
I got up at like 7 in the morning !! Its like a miracle. I never get up before 12, dude. Then, I studied till like the night, 11 pm. Gosh, these exams are gonna kill me one day.
I know I'm crazy. I've turned 15. Now, you all can't say I'm a kid. I just realized that my writing is matured! Happy Realization to Me :P
Keep smiling,
Riddhi <3
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