MG FF ~ABHI NAHIN AANA ~ THREAD #8 - Page 15

"i... I must have loved that man so truly that nothing more than him mattered to me anymore at that time, not even my own father... "

Avantika left, hearing those replies which were enough to make her walk away. She didn;t have an answer to that. but maan was lost in his world. He watched her break down and run back into the mansion. How he wished he could hold her and take away that pain but her words had tied chains around his feet... she loved him even then??!!!

Love- a divine feeling blessed to mankind to keep the world sane. Love- a curse bestowed upon the same to take away every rational feeling and sanity left in the men.

He just couldn't believe what she said"she loved that man so much that she never cared about anyone else! Does she even remember that the man she was talking about was him?!! he felt torn between her and his mother but her cries just made him wince and realize how much vulnerable she was to everything now. she was not the same cold person like before.

He dared to peep into her room and found her lying on the bed, looking out of the window, hearing songs on her ipod. It had been her favourite song off late. He slowly went and sat beside her. she wasn't crying but yeah she did have trains of tears on her cheeks.

She felt the bed shift under his weight. A smile, though sad, crept on her lips. She pulled out her ear plugs and sat up, facing him. he held her hands gently and dipped his head ,"I am sorry love..."

To his surprise, she looked cutely at him, "what are you sorry about?"

He sighed, "whatever happened down there...i am really sorr..."

"I am not upset maan.. please don't be sorry. I guess I must have done something so wrong that she doesn't like me much..."

He was awed by her thought process. They had changed drastically, from a confused soul to a very mature one. He watched her smile yet with layer of tear on her eyes. He leaned closer and kissed her eyes one by one, drinking away her tears. She felt so overwhelmed with that touch. She hugged him instantly and he reciprocated with an immediate urgency.

"maan...", she called after a few minutes of silence.

"hmm jaan..."

"mein uss meera se pehle bhi mili thi na?"

He laughed recalling the slap she had planted on Myra's cheeks the previous night. she looked at him curiously as to why he was laughing.

"you know what...out of the number of times you have met myra..this is the first time you actually slapped her despite hating her since the very beginning."

She sat up straight and laughed, "really I did? Well that sl*t deserved that..", she declared proudly.

He was amused to see her using her old words... umm she was indeed getting back to her form. It wouldn't take long to figure out everything about her.

"...and she looks so old Maan... top notch kamini..", and burst out laughing.

He could just watch her silently...bad mouthing Myra in Geet Handa Style yet with that innocence of Geet. and her laughter...probably for the first time he saw her laugh so openly. She used to constrict herself in her style statement so even her laughter had changed but this was the carefree one he knew---it reflected in her eyes unlike the past. She laughed at her own words. He wondered if she was really sad a moment ago and had been crying.

"you were always jealous of Myra..", he admitted the truth, making her smile vanish.

"ehh... what?"

"yeah.. jealous! You were jealous of Myra.."

She twisted her lips, "I was not.. I mean can anyone even get jealous of a bitch like her?"

Maan narrowed his brows on her, "you might not remember Geet but I am sure you are and you were always jealous of her.."

She shook her head, "come on.. just because I don't remember anything doesn't mean I will accept whatever you say maan.. I was never.."

"acha.. then why did you ask me if we had kissed before?"

She stilled with those piercing gaze on her...the same intense look that she had felt in the past. He leaned a bit closer, "bolo na Geet... why did you say that?"

He looked damn serious...his eyes midnight black with some strange emotion she couldn't quiet get.. her eyes fell on his lips that were mere inches away from hers, tempting her to kiss them till they sucked out every bit of air from her lungs.

She looked directly into his eyes, feeling that intense pull and her body seemed to reach to it, as if it had been accustomed to such a moment. Her forehead touched his as their breaths mingled, lips still not touching.

"tell me.. why did you ask?"

"tell me... why it was more than just a kiss between us?", she said in the same tone, rendering him speechless, "boliye na maan... why did you say it was more than just kiss..."

And their lips met, in a slow sensual dance of their own, reliving the past. Her hands curled around his shoulder, as she pulled him closer. His hands had ached to have her in his arms, after ages. They held her waist tight and pulled her close to him. his tongue darted out to taste her delicate ones, with so much softness that she felt she'd swoon into his arms.

Geet held her breath as he deepened the kiss. Her eyes shut tight and then there were flashes...so similar a pleasure in the past yet so passionate. Her fingers and toes curled in anxiety and a certain hunger deep within. She moaned and pulled him to her. both fell on the bed, with him on top of hers, still not breaking the kiss. He had so much tried to hold on and not lose himself. He had craved for her all this while... her in his arms each and every night. with her being so close, it was tough.

He parted when they were breathless and dipped his head in the crook of her neck, kissing her wildly and madly. The taste of her skin was like heroin which he had been deprived of for so long. And tasting it again was like getting life back. She moaned feeling so many emotions hit her all at a time. Her breasts pressed tight against his hard chest, giving that certain feel at the pit of her stomach. she moved her head aside giving him space. Her hands clutched his hairs, pushing him more into her. there were goose bumps in her body. Though she might not remember everything but her body did acknowledge his touch. Her legs ached so badly to wrap around his waist as his heavy body pressed her down ever so sensually. She bit her lips when his pearls pierced that sensitive skin of her chest and then licked it lovingly. Those sensations wreaked havoc in her body, reacting so violently.

He came back to her lips when he saw beads of perspiration on her forehead. He felt himself throb within, after such a long time feeling alive. He watched her moan slightly and then at the drops of sweat. How easy it was to lose himself in her! but this was not the right time. He felt her hands and kissed her softly once before getting off. She still had her eyes closed when she felt his whisper in her ears, "this is what I meant that night... but it was even more than this.."

It took her some time to calm her raging heartbeat and open her eyes. She blushed turning red, realizing how close they had been. She immediately pulled out her notebook and scribbled whatever she could. She had flashes when she had her eyes closed. She turned red as she finished up with her entry and caressed at his name she had recalled and written at the end--Hotshot!

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Ana had exams and hence she kept too busy in studies. But in all this, she never failed to notice the growing closeness between maan and Geet. she had chided herself not to think more on them but sometimes you are just helpless. Her nights turned sleepless when she had seen maan come out of Geet's room, wiping his lips. His hair was ruffled and his happiness was so evident. Though she had promised herself not to mull over but she couldn't help it. she couldn't love them and their togetherness but she didn't hate it too. And when you can't decide what to do, anger, jealously, envy go deeper into your heart.

She looked angrily at Sasha who had broken the news of her moving to hostel in a few days. Sasha tried to make her understand that even nisha wanted that and that they shouldn't be a burden on maan now when things were getting a little stable in office as well as Geet.

"where is di? I need to see her..."

Sasha sighed, "she is in the study with maan sir..."

"I will speak to her right now. how can she do this to me?", Ana screamed. Her heart was so against to whatever Geet did. She hated it all...how can she just send her away like this and worse, her heart refused to go away from the person she had started to care about.

"am afraid you can't disturb them right now antara..."

"shut the f*ck up Sasha.. be in your limits. You are no one to tell me what to do what not to...", Ana screamed and marched out. Never in her dreams she could think of going away from him. he had always been nice to her, helping her in studies and also in her projects. And Geet being with him, in the study made her mad...jealous and what not.

She barged into the study and then stilled at the sight she saw that made her look away in disgust. A serious study matter had been turned into a passionate one. Maan had pinned her against his book shelf and kissed her madly, losing all his senses. Geet moaned out his name in pleasure giving into his passion. Ana could bear no more. Unknown to her were her tears that rolled down her cheeks. She closed the door and walked towards Geet's room, waiting for her.

Geet finally pushed him away, "maan... I have a meeting tomorrow.."

He chuckled and pulled her on his lap, "yep... kal hi hain na. Did you prepare well?"

Geet thought for a while and spoke up, "umm... I want to learn things faster maan.. I want to be capable enough like I had been in the past. I never get the entire thing...i always get them in fragments"

He smiled and kissed her cheek. he recalled the time when she was in college, their regular coffee dates and when he had known her calibre and hunger for success. She still has that.

"you will do well Geet...and even the fragments are enough for you to handle things. you always relied on your guts... you were impulsive you know.."

She listened to him quietly, holding on to him. he trusted her so much and she knew how capable she had been in the past. She went back to her room after finishing up some studies and found her room completely dark. She turned on the lights only to see Ana sitting on the bed, with her eyes blood red. Geet ran to her and cupped her face, "kya hua Ana? Why are you crying bacha? College mein kuch hua?"

Ana glared at Geet giving her a mocking smirked and pushed away her hands, surprising her. Ana never did that.

"Ana bol kya hua? Is everything alright?"

Ana showed her the hostel papers, "you did this?"

Geet looked at the papers and eased, "yes..i have signed them personally. You will be shifting day after tomorrow.."

"why the hell did you do that for han di? What do you think of yourself?", Ana screamed, losing her patience.

Geet was shocked at her behaviour, "what are you saying Ana?"

Ana got off the bed and pushed her away when Geet tried to hold her, dare you touch me! How much more selfish can you be di? You... how could you do this to me?"

Geet thought she was upset because she didn't want to shift, "Ana..we cant stay here forever na.. you understand right..."

Ana wiped her tears...she just couldn't take her mind off the scene she had encountered in the study hall, "but why me?? Ohh yeah..so that you could be with him all the time kicking me away from your way.."

"Ana...what the hell are you talking?", Geet was getting irritated now!

"you know well what I am talking about di... how much more you want to play with his heart han? After breaking it so brutally you still plan to play with him right..."

"Ana.. shut up. I don't even understand what you are trying to imply.. you will be shifting and thats it..", this was Geet handa speaking.

Ana gave a hysteric laugh, "...and here is the arrogant Geet Handa who knows well how to play games.. you selfish bitch...everything is because of you... dad left because of you.. our situation is like this because of you and everyone is suffering because of you and you are enjoying with your so called memory loss... and still playing with him! Have some shame..."

She walked out, angrily, wiping her tears, leaving Geet all to herself. She fell on the bed, lifelessly, switching off the lights! How could Ana say something like this to her?! and playing with maan.. she couldn't never do that even in her dreams!!! But somewhere she wanted to know what Ana meant by playing with his heart!

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The meeting went well when Geet noticed Sasha looking a little worried. She was getting continuous calls. The moment the meeting was over, Geet walked into her cabin, taking out the wine bottle she had kept.

"tell me Sasha... is something wrong?"

Sasha looked a little lost, "umm.. no..not at all.."

Geet took a sip, directly from the bottle and looked at her quizzically, "are you sure?"

Sasha smiled and Geet knew it was fake, "yep..am absolutely fine ma'am..."

They just heard a knock and found maan standing by the door with a smile. Geet went ahead, not even trying to hide the bottle and hugged him. Sasha looked away, trying to get into the work. Maan looked at her quizzically seeing that bottle, "how much have you remembered?"

She smiled and went back to her seat, "wanna try some hotshot?" and winked at him, turning around. Ohh how badly he had missed those words from her lips.. they always made him high. How he wished he could just go and hugged her tightly... she was getting back, though slowly but he loved the improvement.. did she recall everything about them? their meeting... partying together...their coffee dates...every damn thing!

She knew that look on his face yet giggled knowing he cant do anything here, not now when Sasha was there. Geet pulled out three glasses and poured wine for the three. Maan took one while Geet offered one to sasha, "trust me..this will make you feel better.."

Sasha sighed and gulped it down in a go and looked at the duo, " I will be back later.."

The moment Sasha was out, he grabbed her by her waist and pulled her close to him. she giggled, holding her glass firm. He took a sip and looked at her intently, "stop hiding Geet... I know you have remembered quite a lot of things.."

Geet moved her glass with one hand while the other played with the collar of his suit, "nice observation Mr. Khurana..."

And then she looked up at him cutely, biting her red plump lips, that had made him crazy once, "did you like the improvement...oops I mean surprise?"

He looked at her lips and flicked his eyes back to hers, "am glad I don't have to hold back.."

He leaned closer and placed a longing kiss on her lips. She tasted of wine, with that sweet delicacy.

Geet closed her eyes, giving in. Though she didn't remember everything about them but yes she knew they were close. He broke apart after a breathtaking moment and led her to the couch, making her sit. He slumped beside her and kept his glass on the table, "I wll be going tomorrow..early morning..."

She immediately looked at him curiously, "where are you going?"

got some tour..will be back in a few days.."

She twisted her lips, not believing it, "few days? And pray how many days will be your few days'?"

"umm.. max 4-5 days.. am travelling to Dublin and then a stop at Manchester and I will be back.."

"umm..and I have to be alone here for so many days?", she cribbed!

"Geet will you stop moving your lips so much? its distracting..."

She sighed, "don't go.."

He cupped her cheeks, caressing the soft skin with his thumb, "its important.. and you have Ana and Sasha with you.. "

"ummm...", she just hummed sadly.

"okay fine.. we will be going out for dinner tonight.. don't be sad okay!"

Her eyes lit up with that childlike innocence in them and hugged him sideways. He watched her colors change... for a moment she is that arrogant Geet handa and the next moment she was that innocent Geet. he was loving this shade of hers too. He went back to his work, informing that he'd pick her up from office by 7. She needn't get ready in some fancy thing or anything. She got back to her cabin and slumped on her chair, looking at her nameplate--Director Geet Handa!

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