Whr r the chappalss.. I deserve it. So sorry for the late update guys..
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So here you go with the next chapter...enjoy.
CHAPTER 12
"Mujhe aisa kyun lag raha hain ki maine 3rd world war dekne keliye balcony ticket book kar rakhi hoon" Navya asked sitting next to Cabir in the sofa watching the couples on the dance floor.
" Madhubala ji, this is just the beginning. Aage dekho kya hone wala hain" Cabir said giving her his signature smirk. Everything was going on smoothly. Nandini and Aryamaan were dancing. Manik was glaring at them and Soha was clinging to him. Perfect! Nandini had a daring look on her face. Aryamaan was smiling at her, blissfully unaware of the drama around him.God knows how long the guy will stay alive considering the look Manik was giving him!
Arohi popped down next to Cabir and Navya. "Aryamaan bhai ko yahan lane keliye pata nahin mujhe kya kya karna pada. But I think it was totally worth it."
"Yup. I had to practically fall on Aliya's feet to make her invite Soha." Cabir said. "But dekho woh kya kamal ki kaam kar rahin hain!"
He said pointing to Soha dragging Manik to the dance floor.
Nandini saw Manik and Soha dancing right next to her. She looked the other way pretending not to care. Manik on the other hand was not at all in a mood for discretion. He downright glared at them.
Dhuv and Aliya were dancing with each other maintaining a safe distance from the war zone.
"I'm so gonna win this bet." Aliya whispered to Dhruv.
"Don't be so sure sweetheart. You'll win only If Manik confesses tonight. If he was that smart. He would have been raising his kids by now." Dhruv said.
Aliya rolled her eyes and said. " Dhruv tum romance ke baare mein kuch nahin jaante. Just look at them ya. They are totally burning with jealousy. It is a powerful trigger." This had Dhruv's eyebrows crunch in confusion. Hmmm. Maybe?
That's it. Enough of this boring glaring session. Time for a Dhamaka. Mukthi decided. She was the dj for the night. She gave Cabir a thumbs up before changing the song. A slow sensual music filled the room. Lights were dimmed and the couples drew each other closer.
Kuch khaas hain..
Kuch paas hain..
Kuch ajnabi ehsaas hain...
Kuch dooriyan..
Nazdikiyaan...
Aur has padi thanhayiyan..
Nandini found herself a bit too close to Aryamaan. She was about to keep a bit more distance between them when she saw Soha pressed against Manik. All thoughts disappeared from her mind and it was replaced by a familiar unpleasant feeling crawling up her stomach. She so wanted to rip her throat right now. She herself was alarmed at the violent thoughts coming to her mind. She conveniently put the blame on Manik. Aiyyo aiyappa. Look at that idiot giving that girl all sorts of wrong signals. Sharam nam ki koi cheez hain ki nahin isae. He himself is sticking to a girl aur mujhe khoor raha hain. Really the nerve of that man!
Manik was finding it really hard to control his urge to beat the shit out of this Aryamaan guy. He did NOT like his arms around her waist. He most certainly did NOT like the decreasing distance between them. He didn't give a damn about the girl clinging to him. He had agreed to dance with her to keep an eye on Nandini. Each second was taking a great toll on him.
Kya yeh khumar hai..
Kya ethbar hai..
Shayad yeh pyaar hain..
Pyar hain shayad..
"Five " Cabir began the count down, his eyes scrutinizing the couples.
"Four"
"Three" Navya obliged giving in to the building anticipation.
"Two" At this precise moment Aryamaan dipped Nandini.
"One" Manik's jaw clenched and hands fisted.
"Zero"
On cue Manik snatched Nandini out of Aryaman's arms into his own and dragged her outside.
All the cupid's gave each other
high fives. Yet another mission has been successfully completed.
Soha and Aryamaan were left behind in the middle of the dance floor. Soha being soha conveniently slid into a completely bewildered Aryamaan's arms and began dancing with him. The poor guy obliged as he was left with no other choice.
Outside the party hall
Cool breeze blew around making the moonlit night more entrancing. Golden lights adorned the bushes like millions of fireflies. The silence in the air was disturbed by the angry shouts of a girl being dragged by yet another angry young man.
"Manik, what the hell do you think you are doing?" Nandini was on a rampage. Finally after an hour of pent up frustration she got a chance to blow it out on him.
" leave me." She said trying to free her arms from his vice like grasp. "I'm not a thing to be dragged around anywhere you want." She successfully freed her arms and glared at him.
"Why did you drag me out here? You were happily dancing night away na?" Nandini said all in one breath. She was too angry herself to note Manik's clenched teeth and barely contained fury. " After an hour of flirting with that girl you've decided to drag me out all of a sudden. Wow. Manik. I'm honoured. You know what I don't care...go dance with anyone you want..I just don't..." The rest of the words died in her throat when she felt a pair of lips crash against her own. Manik kissed her almost ruthlessly. He desperately needed to prove to himself that she was his and no Aryamaan can take her away from him. His lips moved against hers with force almost bruising them. He held her body flush against his, his fingers digging into her waist. His other hand tangled up deep in her long black curls.
Nandini felt the air knock out of her chest. Her breath caught somewhere deep in her throat. She tried to grasp on to her remaining sanity and tried to push him. After several futile efforts she didn't know when she gave in. Her traitorous hands wound itself around his neck. Her lips began moving synchronously with his as if it belonged there. After a long time they broke apart panting for air. His forehead rested against hers, his arms holding her in a embrace. Nandini's eyes were still closed. Her hands laid against his rock hard chest. She didn't want to break the spell just yet. Her eyes stung threatening to tear any moment. She had longed for this moment for far too long. Now that she had it, she realized just how much she missed it.
Manik had a tough time getting hold of himself. He leaned in and said. "I bet no Aryamaan can beat that."
It took her a while to decipher what he was talking about. When she did she crashed back from her world of bliss. Her eyes were now clouded with tears of hurt.
" That is for me to decide not you" she snapped at him. She felt her eyes fill. Was it because of anger or hurt she didn't know. "Why does it matter to u anyway? You apparently think of me as a mistake of your past. Toh ab kyun farak ad raha haun tumhe?" She asked him, her hands clenching on to his shirt. She knew she was losing it. But this time she wanted to just let it go. "Tum nafrat karte ho na mujhse? Then why do you bother? Why?"
"Haan. Karta hoon main nafrat." He said holding her by her arms. "Par tumse nahin. Khudse. Yes, Nandini I hate myself because...becoz I still love you dammit!"
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