SwaRon FF: Remember You - Page 20

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Chapter 14

"It's so dark in here. What is this place?" Sharon whined.

"Just a minute," Swayam muttered absentmindedly. He took a tentative step forward, fumbling for the switches and finally turned on the light.

Once the light came on, Sharon looked around the place surprise etched clearly on her face. "It's a garage," she blurted.

"Yup," she heard Swayam say, who approached her with a smile playing along his lips. "Bharat's garage. This was the place where I used to spend hours thinking about you. I wonder how Bharat never kicked me out of here."

Sharon had a feeling she had been to this place before. "This place looks familiar..." Sharon mused aloud. "Have I been here before?"

"You remember this place?" Swayam seemed surprised. Sharon shook her head, "No, not exactly. It just feels familiar."

Swayam still looked excited, he eagerly asked, "Is there anything else you remember?"

Sharon tried to remember but... nothing. "No..." Sharon frowned at her sudden desire, "except that... I feel like drinking tea. Which is weird because I don't drink tea that often." Strangely, it felt the right thing to do.

Swayam was exultant. Sharon couldn't place a reason for his reaction and asked, "Why are you so happy?"

Swayam shook his head, still smiling, "Nothing..."

"Okay..." Sharon dragged the word, eyeing him dubiously.

"Er... you know there is one more thing very special about this place." Swayam said, hesitantly.

"What?"

"Something we did here..." Swayam contemplated whether to tell her or not. Sharon kept frowning at him waiting for him to say something but Swayam kept looking at her in the same way, as though he was struggling against both sides of his head. Suddenly a thought occurred to Sharon which made her exclaim, "Don't tell me we... Please not here."

Swayam eyebrows creased in confusion and slowly relaxed as he understood what she meant slowly changing to embarrassment. "Oh... No no..." he said, shaking his head vigorously. "Not that."

"Oh, thank God." Sharon let out immediately, huffing out a relieved breath. "It's so dirty in here."

That amused Swayam. "Of all the things that your wild mind was thinking, what disturbs you is the dirt!"

"Yeah...Er... Anyway, if that's not the thing, why did you take such a huge melodramatic pause?"

"Because... Right here... On top of that car... you did something for me." Swayam was... okay... why was he blushing...

"Swayam, if you tell me I did something disgusting, I swear I'll slap you before slapping myself. I mean it's so dirty in here..."

"Sharon, is the dirt all you are worried about." He asked her again, exasperated.

"Actually, yes... Because whatever I did, I did it because I was in ..." Sharon's voice faltered, "in... love... with you."

Swayam smiled. "You aped Marilyn Monroe for me."

Sharon had not exactly expected that. "Marilyn Monroe. You mean that skirt flying thing."

Swayam nodded, still blushing. "Why her?" Sharon wondered.

"Because I told you I had imagined you doing it quite a lot of times and you wanted to make my imagination real."

Sharon's smile faltered. She knew Swayam had been in love with her, but she didn't know she was so madly in love with him too. Her loathing for having the accident ascended to another level.

"Please, don't judge me. I... I probably should not have told this to you. I am sorry..." Swayam ranted urgently. And there he went again, with all his righteousness. He was probably the only boy she knew who would behave like a twenty-year old for once and then regret doing so. Of all the people she could have fallen in love with, she fell for this. But then maybe she didn't want it any other way.

"Wait, what did you do in return for my favour?" Sharon asked. Swayam could see in her eyes, she was already planning something for him.

Swayam eyed her suspiciously, "What do you want me to do?"

Sharon laughed. "Don't worry I won't make you ape Marilyn Monroe. I want you to get up on that car and ape someone else."

"Who?" Swayam asked.

Sharon's eyes were twinkling and an elfish smile on her lips. Sharon jerked her head towards the car, "Jump on that."

"Sharon..." Swayam shook his head disapprovingly.

"Just do as I say." Sharon interrupted, demanding, all mock authority.

Swayam hesitantly got up on the car and uncertainly looking down asked, "Okay... so what do you want me to do?"

"This feels so good," Sharon laughed as she seated herself on a stool, "I feel like Gabbar with a whip in my hand shouting, Naach Basanti'."

"I knew you would have loved Sholay." Swayam said smirking. "You always loved Bollywood, didn't you?"

"Hey, I am the one in charge right now." Sharon taunted jokingly. "You don't get to pull my leg."

"Okay fine," he said raising his hand in surrender. "What do you want me to do?"

Sharon brought out her cell phone and said, "Let's see if you can figure out."

As the song started Swayam realized what she wanted him to do. He couldn't not recognized the song, the beats, Bad' by Michael Jackson. So that's whom she wanted him to ape.

Swayam smiled and began to groove on the song. The way he danced reminded her of the first time she had seen him dance, she had understood he was a fabulous dancer. The only memory she had left of him with her. Sharon sat down on the stool watching him dance enraptured by his swiftness as he performed all the signature steps of Michael Jackson on top of the car.

***

It was almost ten in the night when Swayam's Bolero parked on the driveway of Sharon's porch. Sharon did not want to go out. The entire day had been so gratifying, that she wished she could stay this way forever.

Swayam noticed Sharon did not move nor show any sign of realizing where she was. So he said, "Sharon, your home."

Sharon ignored his comment and said, "When was the first time when I said I..."

"You love me?" Swayam completed her sentence.

Sharon turned to him and nodded. Swayam smiled with nostalgia. He said, "You didn't tell me. You told my dad."

Sharon sat up straight. "What?"

Swayam chuckled. "Yeah... Back then, my dad and I... we had some... issues. From the day you realized it, you always used to be worried about me. You even fought against my dad for my sake. For that very reason, he once demanded to know what I mean to you and you told him you love me. I only happened to be there, you know, or else I might have missed your confession," he smiled at her.

Sharon rested in the seat, "Wow... Wait... so does your dad hate me?"

"No..." he said shaking his head. "In fact he liked your feisty and unapologetic attitude. He was very delighted when he got to know about us."

Sharon smiled but soon her smile faltered. "Did you tell him about this?"

Swayam now serious said, "No, I didn't."

"Why?"

Swayam frowned, "I don't know... I just didn't."

That got Sharon concerned. She was reminded of why she was trying to distance herself from him. The entire day she had been selfish, thinking about herself. She had been stealing a little of his heart and basking in it while it lasted. The laughs, the smiles, the chat was all for her happiness. But she had not thought about the consequences Swayam would face. Swayam loved her, there was no denying that. Even a blind man could hear it in his voice; a deaf person could see it in his eyes. She knew there were times when she had broken him, couldn't have missed it when it was being thrown at her face, when they were the only words screaming at the back of her mind.

"There have been times when I have not just been hurt but broken by your actions. You have made me feel hopeless, sometimes even spineless. You have given me misery, Sharon."

And she was only adding to his misery, giving him false hopes. If she never felt that way again, she would leave a broken Swayam behind.

"There have been times when you have given me nothing but misery." Those words still stung her like red-hot knives. What was she doing?

"Good night, Swayam." She said and getting out of the car walked back to her house without a second glance in his direction.

Swayam surprised by her abrupt dismissal got worried if he had said something wrong.

Reserved.

^Unreserve^

The whole setting in garage. . .It brought back so many fond memories :) The whole scene that you set there was beautiful :) I loved how honestly they talked just like old times and their smiles are infectious even when you imagine it :)

But this does not feel food. After spending such quality time with each other. . .Sharon's thoughts :(

But from her POV they fit so right and so meaningful.

Well Done!

Chitra :)

Update soon
Hope sharon gets her memory back soon!!

This is something I'll love to read again and again ^_^

Ur writtngs r just awesome...
Don't have wrds to xplain wat i feel while readng any of ur story...
Swayam showng her the places in hope that she cud remember anythng abt them...
Bt at last Sharon feels that she is givng false hope to him...
Nd again frm next day she will behave wierd with him...
I knw that ki av or senti updates milne baki h...Bt will wait fr it...Coz aftr all senti nd emotional update we will get our happy SwaRon back...
So waitng fr update...
Plsss try to update asap only if u r free...
Nd thank u very much fr every pm...

You are a fabulous writer.
It's par excellence. I really enjoying reading your works.
This story is a master piece. The emotions, the scenes tje characters. Everything has been beautifully sketched.

I just hope that Sharon gets her memory back soon.
I have a request. Can you please introduce Rishi in this story as well. I'm kind of missing his bond with SwaRon a lot..

Thanks a lot for the PMs. I appreciate it.
Update soon. Waiting for the next chapter.
Can I spam here?

omg this was such a beautiful update
swayam reminding her abt their beautiful phase n she was so curious
loved d update