Who am I? Chp-24-MOMENT! updated - Page 6

"Why so mercy on a thief?" blurted I.

"Coz the thief looks different from morning." Said he.

"I am the same person on whom you commented in the morning."

"But now you are looking from the 21^st century."

"In the morning you thought I came from 18^th century or what?"

"Well I thought that way only."

"Whatever!" I started to leave suddenly I was pulled back and I crashed on top of Shivaay on the bed.

"What the..." exclaimed I and was about to get up when I felt the closeness between us.

He was looking at me. I could feel his body beneath me, hard and tough but handling me deliberately like a feather. Well I hugged and kissed many boys point to be noted all are my music directors, co-singers, co-actors of albums etc but laying on top of a boy in real life, I know I did this kind of scenes in front of camera but it didn't proceed much and it was all for Hollywood albums, but now no camera nothing. I was simply lying on top of a boy feeling him in my every portion of the body.

I jerked myself, got up and stood straight. He also stood straight after me.

"How dare you?" said I angrily.

"Dare what?"

"First you kissed me and now did this..." no words I found to describe the unwanted fall on him.

"Why you are Tia who hates to hear about other girls? And my girlfriend and couples do kiss..."

"You knew I was not Tia."

"So what? Boys are nasty in these things."

"But you are not..." blurted I.

"How you know?" asked he.

"I know... Just tell me why you pulled me?"

"First you tell how you know.?"

Bloody... Are we playing you first you first... for a love you scene in the 70's era!

"Coz if you had any negative intention you wouldn't hand me your jacket and back off. Now you tell why you pulled?"

"Well I thought you will step on the glass pieces and get hurt." Said he.

I looked at his face...it was blank. No...Nothing written on his face what was he thinking!

"Thanks for the unnecessary concern. I know you are excited for tomorrow when you will torture me for my watch."

"Oh! It seems like you are quite intelligent." Said he and slipped the jacket on me.

I looked straight at him. He seems quite busy in sliding the jacket on me. I pushed him back.

"How dare you? I am not your private property that you had to take care off!"

Well I think that pissed him off. This time he pulled the jacket off me.

"Okay pull it off!" said he and pulled the jacket off me with more force but my hands were still inside it and I landed on his chest.

To stop me from falling; his one hand landed on my back and the other supported us to stand as he kept it on the table near the cupboard. My left hand was around his broad chest and right was still stuck in the jacket.

Don't know why we are landing in these kinds of positions. Seriously? I could detect from his face that he had also not expected this clinging situation.

There was an awkward silence between us. His face was very near my face. His hot breaths were felt on my face. I could feel my heart was not functioning properly. Sometime fast, sometime slow but there was a rhythm. Maybe these are happening because of the closeness with the opposite sex.

"It seems like fate loves to keep us clinging on each other." Said he and continued, "But I think so you need to go to a doctor."

"Why?"

"Coz your heart is not functioning properly and I can feel that as your chest is on my one."

Yes! I thought the same way about fate but I cannot agree with him otherwise he may say something in the next moment and I will be pointed as the plotter of the whole scene.

And what does he say about the malfunctioning of my heart. What about his heart I can understand its beating much faster than needed!

"No...it's not fate but your sudden actions that are leading to such unwanted clinging situations," said I.

"Seriously?"

"Yes!" suddenly I felt his fingers running on my bare back. It was giving a chill feeling from inside.

"How dare you?" and I again pushed him, not good for me at all, he got off balance and my face collided with his. We both fell down, I was on his chest and his breaths were felt on my shoulders.

"Now you understood why I was giving you the jacket?" said he in a husky tone.

Okay! Now I understood why he did this all. He wanted to make me understand how the guys will react when they will see me in this lovely frock of mine.

"Ouch!" I exclaimed.

"What happened?"

He made me sit. I saw that my arms landed on ground where the pieces of the bottle lay scattered. And one piece of glass had made my left arm to bleed.

"You are hurt. Wait..." and he brought a first aid box and bandaged the area and I found his right hand bleeding.

I bandaged his hand and he looked at me shockingly and tried to move his hand.

"I don't want help from you."

"I know..." said I.

"What kind of person you are? Helping your enemy?" asked he.

I looked at him.

"Am a girl with a policy Tit for Tat. I am just being justified." Said I.

After I bandaged him I stood straight.

"I am not taking your jacket at any cost. Goodbye and goodnight!"

"So you will not hear my words." Said he angrily.

"No..."

And I ran towards the balcony. He stood up and came after me to the balcony. But I was nowhere to be seen as I was clinging on the side pipes below the balcony, hoping that I don't fall down.

"Where did she vanish? She came here running and she was in my room some moments back."

Suddenly I heard a voice calling, "Bhaiyya"

I know this voice, it is Rudra's.

I felt glad of the timing I left his room and even more glad that I brought my jacket with me. So no proof that tonight I barged in his room. I heard Rudra's footsteps on the balcony.

"Bhaiyya what are you doing here? And what mess you made in your room broken bottle...blood. Wait where are you hurt? Is your hand okay?" asked Rudra being concerned.

"Rudra...Anika was here. She came to the balcony running and vanished from here." Said the great Shivaay Singh Oberoi as if I am a ghost.

"As if she is a ghost..." smirked Rudra.

Great! He just thought the explanation of Bagar Billa like me.

"Rudra she was here..."

"Well Bhaiyya...you are thinking of her too much. At evening she became your favorite topic and you talked about her, made plans for her. And now you are dreaming her. You know what Bhaiyya you are quite drunk. Let me take you inside. Come."

Rudra took him inside.

Wait! At evening they were discussing about me...That means they took me more seriously than I imagined.

I heard Shivaay say, "Her jacket was here only."

"Bhaiyya...this is your jacket...You were dreaming...Now sleep." The next voice was of Rudra's.

I smiled looking at my jacket and got down from the pipes. This white bungalow which looks beautiful from back also has given me strange memories today. Wishing never to step here anymore I headed for the wall. Crossing it I took my car and drove back home.

It was almost three in the morning I laid at my bed, but thoughts of laying on Shivaay brought a smile on my face but next moment when I remembered that they are making plans for tomorrow my smile changed to a frown. And deliberately in next ten minutes I went in the arms of slumber.

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