Badly Arranged- Last part -- pg 88 - Page 56

Umm the next part is coming up, like right after i edit out some of the umm... too hot scenes.

Originally posted by: munizaaa

Umm the next part is coming up, like right after i edit out some of the umm... too hot scenes.

PLS DON'T DELETE ANYTHING SEPECIALLY AK SCENES😳😉

UPDATE SOON😊

Ok umm this part is so not for people 18 years or younger (even though a 17 year old wrote it)… nor for people that know me or are related to me any shape or form. This is probably like the slutty-est part in my whole entire history of writing, god I am so embarrassed that I am even posting this.

Part 20

Angad looked over to Kripa, he could see her eyes fluttering a bit, and was sure she would wake up any minute now. He had been awake all night, not wanting Kripa to wake up and find herself alone again or be scared like she had been all night. She had said many things in her unconscious state that kept him awake despite the exhaustion. He was sure that many of the things that she said were because of the alcohol. Like when she had said she loved him, that had to be the wine's doing because Kripa as he had known her hated Angad Khanna. From few of the other things that she had murmured Angad had figured this much: she was lonely, had a horrible past, and that she possibly loved Sahil. She had said his name quite a lot. He bit his lips; there was no doubt about the pang of jealously that he felt at that thought.

He had last night also discovered something about himself—something that his egoistical mind had so far been repressing; he was in love with Kripa, he hadn't known this until that very moment he said I love you to her. And last night as he had watched her sleep he had fallen more and more love with her. Her hand felt just perfect in his, they were both so alike, almost made for each other. He never wanted to let her go. He was regretting the moment that she would wake up, and this dream, this beautiful illusion would shatter. But it wasn't her reaction that scared him; he knew what her reaction would be. It was his that he was worried about. What would he do when she said sorry to him, or said, thank you—for saving her life—as though it had been a favor given by a stranger. And what if she totally ignored it, pretending it never happened. It would really break his heart.

"I love you" Kripa murmured in her sleep, bringing their intertwined hands to her lips, kissing it, then holding it to her face. Angad had to laugh at this; she was so beautiful, so innocent, and so vulnerable when she slept. But the gaunt expression was back on his face in less than a second. He softly brushed off the hair off her angelic face; her eyes fluttered again, more enthusiastically this time. Angad moved his hand quickly away from her face, releasing his other from her grip.

It was quite a site—Kripa on a normal bright sunny morning. First there was the expression of contentment at having received enough sleep. Then there was confusion as she tried to put together the missing puzzle pieces of the night before. And last there was realization, except this was the expression that Angad didn't enjoy very much. Kripa abruptly sat up on her bed as if waking up from a nightmare, her breathing faster, her eyes desperately darting to the bed space on her sides.

"Relax," Angad said putting a hand on her shoulders. Kripa immediately felt better seeing him next to her. She let out a long breath, leaning back to touch the back of her head to the bed frame, letting her pulse calm down. "But, that was a really close one." Angad finally said when he was sure she had calmed down enough. "Make sure it doesn't happen again, you scared the crap out of me."

Kripa bit back a smile, Angad Khanna scared because of her, when had that happened? "You look pretty beaten up," she said touching a bruise on his face, he winced.

"I guess it was a good thing he was drunk." He said.

"Oh he was?" Kripa said racking her memory; apparently few pieces of it were still missing.

Angad rolled his eyes; he should have expected this, "Don't tell me you don't remember any of my kung fu fighting." If she didn't remember the fight, she probably didn't remember what had happened after that.

"You didn't kill him did you?" Kripa said her forehead furrowing.

Angad shrugged, "I hope so, but didn't really stop to check so…"

"Did I say something last night?" Kripa said cutting him short; he could ramble on about that later. She could now vaguely recall a scene; till now she had rejected that memory as part of a dream. Could it possibly be real?

Angad looked at her surprised, he hadn't been expecting this. "Yes you did—a lot of things for that matter." He said carefully measuring her expression. Kripa looked to the floor. What the hell had she said last night? She didn't know why she drank; it always ended up badly.

"You kept saying I love you…" Kripa's heart thumped in her chest "…I didn't know you were in love with Sahil." Kripa looked at him in shock. Sahil (one from the past) of course, she always muttered his name whenever she was drunk. But the 'I love you' hadn't been for Sahil, not this time.

"I am not," because I am in love with you retard, she added in her mind.

Then she just stared at him for the longest of times trying to make up her twisted mind, and he stared back at her trying to read the hidden message.

"You know what, F*** this. I am tired of all this talk." Kripa said finally giving up the hope of coming to an agreement with her thoughts; she would go with instincts, "I am tired of being such an innocent little chick, tired of trying to stay away from you."

She put her arms around his neck pushing him back on his pillow kissing his soft frozen lips, with enough passion to arouse even the dead cells in his body. She didn't care anymore if he loved her or not, nor did she care if he was comfortable with her suddenly jumping on him. All that mattered was that he was her husband; she loved him, she wanted him and was willing to rape him if she had too.

Angad was already half undressed by the time he realized what had been going on—boy was she fast. This was so not his style, she was like totally dominating him. Angad Khanna couldn't have that now could he? So he pulled her away from him and smiled wickedly, "My turn" he said and was on top of her before she could even protest.

Angad Khanna was good in bed, far too good, any of his girlfriends could tell you that. But he took special care of Kripa, and only because he wanted to show her how much he cared for her. His kisses were slow and lingering rather then fast pace and desperate like hers. There was no reason to rush tonight; he wanted to live every moment of it. He wanted to show her that he was in love with her heart, and her soul, not just her body; it was essential that she know that no one could possibly love her as much as he did at that moment.

Angad Khanna, according to Kripa was very annoying and very selfish, with no consideration for others. Everything about him filled her with pleasure, his hot breath traveling down her neck, his strong hold on her waist, the smell of his skin, the warmth of his body and his soft lips. But she wanted him, this had been her idea, it wasn't fair for him to be so dictating, just because she was weaker.

So she did not feel guilty at all when she left her teeth marks on his shoulders, "you know that hurt." Angad said, still grinning broadly.

Kripa smiled devilishly, "Good, how about another one…lets say on your neck." Angad laughed and kissed her before she could do the damage.

Oh god someone kill me already! This part is like embarrasingly retarded!

fab prt!! no words for it man!! woot!! go kripaaa!! lol!! that was so perfect!! dun be embarasssedd!! it was cute 😳 continue soon [cnt stop blushing] 👏 v

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YOU ARE ONLY 17 GOD GIRL WHERE DID YOU LEARN ALL THIS ANY SPECIAL SCHOOLL 😕 😉 😉 SORRY DIDN'T MEAN TO EMBARRASE YOU ANY WAY IT WAS SO ROMANTIC ANY CUTE 😉 SO GREAT JOB 👏

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i cant stop lauighing.. ur so funny.. its not that embarrassing.. haa.. i didnt blush too bad..

nice part thou.. showed the desperation.. WHOA kripa.. she jumped on that boy! woo hoo go her.. lol..

hmmm will they say i love u? yet...

😆 still cant stop..

luv mansi

dang... KRIPA KHANNA wanted him BAD!!! lol.. i had to put that in..

wow. such a romantic part. n i dont think dat it was dat embarassing. a lot of people write these parts in their fan fics n they show love n romance. they're really cute. dat last part was really funny where "angad kissed her before she could do damage". n boy was kripa fast. she just jumped on angad. 😆 . cont soon. 👏

It was really good as usual but it wasn't that embarrassing don't worry.

Originally posted by: ishu124

OMG...i cant believe muniza would write something like that.😳 muniza is the last person who would write something like that. 😒....😆 why she did great job actually beter then a lot of people👏

anyways...good job.👏

ishu. 😛

p.s. im only 13😈...and i read this part.

what you naughty ishu buit don't tell many people 😉

btw great writhing you are so good pls don't be embaresse its just cute part i was reallty like 😳😳 while reading but now i am😆 kirpa is like wild cat (haha shr don dialoge😉)