SwaRon FF: Remember You - Page 18

Really good chappy
This melodrama is gonna be very high..

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Awesome update. Totally different...What were they doing? Playing with asthma pump xD :p i never expected it. Gud one. Swayam is so stubborn ths time. Like it. Excited to read nxt chapter :D :D pls update soon

nice update. I did not expect Swayam to take Sharon at his place after what happened at RH. But Good to see Swayam not giving up or listen to her. Hope she stays there :p Cool Swayam is a great treat.

Loved this update..

It was awesome..loved sharon's point of view..

Loved it when she says.. "I want to love you again, Swayam."

Excited to read next chapter

update soon

Enjoy and leave your feedback and thank you for reading my FF. Thank you to every single person who does and actually gives a shit about this story of mine.

Chapter 13

Swayam entered the room to find Sharon jumping around, dancing, her hair bouncing around her, singing "Zara sa jhoom loon mein" in a slurred voice.

"Sharon, Sharon, stop." He rushed forward. Sharon turned to him and Swayam saw Sharon looked totally hammered, her eyes twinkling with a huge beam plastered to her face. Swayam couldn't help but smile; she looked so child-like.

"Swayam!" She shrieked. Wasn't she a bit too happy to see him? "Come on join me."

"No Sharon. It's..." he looked at the clock, "it's three at night. You should go to sleep."

"Such a spoilsport, Swayam..." she pouted. Swayam noticed what she was wearing. She was wearing black shorts and a blue shirt... wait... was that his shirt... and his tie...

"Sharon, are you wearing my clothes?" Swayam asked her.

Sharon looked down at her shirt and then up to him. "This is yours?" She shrugged. "Okay, I'll take it off." Her hands went up to the first button of the shirt.

"No no no no no..." Swayam screamed, holding both her wrists in his hands. "Don't. You can keep it if you want to."

"Really?" Sharon asked wide-eyed. Swayam nodded. Sharon smiled and locking both her arms across his neck said, "You are so sweet Swayam."

"Sharon..." he started, but she was not up for listening.

She broke the embrace and stammering forward sang, "Zara sa ghoom looon..." The rest of it didn't come out as Sharon spun on the spot losing balance. The last word soon turned into a high pitched shriek as she fell down. In an attempt to stay upright Sharon caught Swayam's sleeve and in a second, Swayam joined her on the floor with a surprised yelp. Sharon started giggling.

Swayam frowned, "Sharon are you..."

Sharon looked up with a devilish smirk and in a flash Swayam's back hit the floor and Sharon sat on him straddling his torso and her palms resting on either side of his head.

She sang the line, "Aa tujhe choom loon mein" bending down. Swayam who was paralysed in shock till now realized what she was doing and he placed both her palms on her shoulder blades pushing her back. "Sharon," he reasoned, now no more in a light mood, "please don't do this...," he pleaded softly. It might just mean a drunken act to her in the morning but he would not be able to pretend that her proximity, be it by chance or a conscious decision, a brief moment of affection from her wouldn't wreck him, wouldn't make him long for more. "You are drunk, and I don't want you to do something you might regret tomorrow."

Her eyes softened and she looked less drunk and more... light than she had seemed in a while. "Actually, this is the only thing I will not regret." She whispered. "I want to love you again, Swayam."

The moment the words were out, his heart picked up pace, hammering so hard he should have been worried of having an aneurysm if the situation were different. He wasn't unaware of the way the words hung in the air, so heavy. The moment had changed so fast into something so soft and fragile that he did not have it in him to resist against it. Swayam looked into her eyes, searching, trying to understand the words. Had he heard right? She bent again to kiss him and this time Swayam did not stop her. Her lips touched his and Swayam felt a jolt of electricity flow through him. The same electricity that he felt every time Sharon came close to him, a connection so strong he could not even begin to understand the depth of. He sighed into the feeling. It had been too long. He didn't reciprocate, didn't move, just feeling the warmth the softness, the tug in his heart, until it was more. Until the force of it lifted him from the ground, taking her along with him. Both of them sat on the ground with Sharon on top of him, kissing each other with ardour. Finally Swayam broke the kiss realizing the last time they had shared something like this, she had regretted it. But right now, it seemed there was nothing that Sharon wanted more than being with him. Though he knew it to be temporary, he still felt pleasant warmth spread in him. He knew it would probably end in the morning, but he was willing to give everything that Sharon was willing to take. Sharon hugged him, her head resting on his shoulder.

Swayam picked her up and placed her on the bed. He could swear he had never seen anyone look as innocent as her. He turned around but stopped when he felt a soft hand lock on his wrist. He turned around to see Sharon looking at him half drowsy. She gently tugged at his hand. He sat beside her.

"What is it?"

Sharon smiled and pulled his hand beneath her head. Swayam gently pulled his hand out but Sharon grabbed it again, "I don't want to be alone."

"I am here."

"No." Sharon turned around with his hand still held tightly in his.

"Sharon it's not right" he tried to reason.

Sharon turned back to face him. "It's not wrong if your intentions are not wrong."

Swayam smiled at her and then switching off the lights joined her on the bed.

***

Sharon did not open her eyes till the morning rays pricked at her face. Reluctantly, she got up only to get away from the heat. Her head felt heavy as though it was ten times the weight of the rest of her body put together, might be a hyperbole though. She got up holding her head, did she drink too much yesterday?

She got down the bed and stammered to the hall and saw Swayam sleeping on the couch. Then it all came reeling back. Her attack, Swayam forcing the inhaler in her mouth, the champagne, her... oh god... she kissed him! Her mind kept repeating the words, you kissed him, you kissed him,... followed by, he kissed you back, he kissed you back... And he kissed her back... When she was done hyperventilating about the kiss, torn between scandalized and pleased, she remembered she had asked him to sleep with her on the same bed. She remembered that conversation. Not really wanting to but a smile crept up her face, as she thought, "You can never do anything even vaguely wrong. You are too right for that," looking at the boy sleeping on the couch.

But her head was still pounding, and her throat felt parched. She decided to get some water, she stammered forward but lost her balance, colliding with a wooden table. The table fell down with a loud thud.

Swayam jerked awake at the sudden thud. His first thought was if Sharon was alright. "Sharon?" he called out, getting up. He turned around to see Sharon bent over the table, which was lying on the ground, trying to get it up. Swayam strode forward to her and pulled the table back up.

Swayam looked at her who tore her gaze away looking embarrassed. Swayam frowned saying, "Sharon, are you okay?"

Sharon cleared her throat, saying, "Yeah, erm, fine... It's not supposed to make so much noise. Doesn't seem that heavy," she ranted, sheepish as though someone caught her stealing at some supermarket. Swayam helped her get the thing up and Sharon mumbled a thank you. Swayam took a couple of steps back, completely blank regarding what to say to her.

Finally, after a couple of awkward moments, he said, "Your head... must be hurting." It was immediately followed by Sharon turning crimson. Probably he should have waited for while before raising that topic. "Erm... You want some coffee... or something?"

"Yeah, I'm fine... Er... I just... The last night..." Sharon saw Swayam look embarrassed as well. She decided to spare him the awkwardness. She said, "I don't exactly remember anything. What happened?"

Swayam shook his head, "Nothing much... You drank champagne, the entire bottle... and then, you started dancing around the house and I got you to sleep."

Sharon suppressed a smile. She found it adorable that Swayam did not lie yet kept the actual thing to himself, shuffling his feet, looking around sheepishly. "Your hangover...," he said loudly, "let me see what I can do about it."

He turned to go to the kitchen. Sharon called out, "I remember I kissed you."

Swayam stopped in his track. Sharon continued, "I remember saying that I want to love you again." Sharon could not see his face but she was sure he was already red. "Swayam, I don't know if I will ever love you or not. I know that I don't regret anything I did yesterday."

Swayam finally turned to look at her but he didn't utter a word. Sharon walked over to him saying, "It took me an entire bottle of champagne to feel happy again, to say everything I have been dying to tell you. And now that it's done, I am not taking it all back."

Swayam stared at her for a long time before breaking into a smile. "So what do you want from us?"

"I don't know," she said, shaking her head vigorously, "All I know is I don't want to pretend to be someone I am not anymore."

Swayam frowned but looked amused. "Where is all this coming from? I mean Sharon Raiprakash, the diva, cared a lot about what others thought of her."

It was true, she had always cared a lot about her reputation but after knowing that all that was done and gone and that she did not have to pretend anymore had given her a new lease of freedom. When the weaklings did not scorn at her or glare at her with hatred, it felt good. It was taking her time to adjust with this but she was trying to because she had got a chance to do things a little differently, to be the free-spirited girl that she always wanted to be and she did not want to take that away from herself.

"I don't know," she replied after some time, "but I guess this is for the best."

Swayam nodded her head in an understanding way. "If that's the case, there's a place I have been wanting to take you for a long time."

Sharon frowned in an amused way, "Where?"

"First, let me do something about your hangover and then I'll take you there." He said, going to the kitchen.

Sharon watched his figure disappear behind the wall that separated the hall from kitchen wondering what could it be that he wanted to show her.

this update is awsome..

Wooo
Finalll sharon kissed him..
Happy

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Could the update get better :') I loved it a lot so realistically written after all for how long will Sharon vlie to herself to him

I'm too happy...
Finally Sharon overcame her insecurities nd said watever she want frm Swayam...
Swayam being a gentleman done the best in which he is best,i.e., controled his feelings...
He is just perfect...
I thnk he will show her Sharon's corner or smthng lyk that...
Waitd a long fr this update...Thanx fr update...
Nd plzzz update next chappy asap...
Thanx fr pm too...