dil se- Meet story - Page 7

Thank you to Sugi, aavshi, i-f-fan, zaibun and nikita for reading my crap parts: after watching Meet scene today I am so happy 🥳 but unfortunately my story doesn't do the same part so here it is. Hope you like it:

"Preet! Preet!" A faint whisper surfaces me from the depths of sleep. I was enjoying that too. I was in the middle of a dream, where I was laying in a field of tall, uncut grass with Meher, just talking and laughing. I open my eyes. Ash is stood over me, her dark hair lightly tangled as she places it behind her eyes. I turn my head slowly to the side and register the luminous digits on my alarm clock. 2 Am. What the hell does Ash want at 2am? I sit up, pulling my legs up to my chest, making ample room for her to sit down. Her eyes scan towards the empty space next to me, which I have left slightly messy, probably so I can have a little lie down and enjoy the full bed to myself, she perches herself on the end of my mattress, about as far as she could possibly be sitting.

"What do you want?" I ask her. Her eyes shimmer in the moonlight which floods through the thin material of my curtains and illuminates the features of her face. The light chisels her jaw line too, and brings out the emotion in her eyes. There's solid disgust. I look down at her figure and see that she has nothing worn but only the bed sheet that she had managed to take as I slide my hands down my back finding that I was also naked like she was.

For a moment fear looms over us, casting an eerie blanket to settle, as if suffocating us both. I wonder if she feels it too. "I just wanted to know…………. That you don't regret what has happened between us last night."

"I'm done with talking, Ash" I reply quickly, noting the stress furrowing her eyebrows. Her breathing speeds slightly. I can hear it, echoing in the silence. Something's eating away at her, but I'm more determined to get her out of my sight as I could quickly run to meher. I pull the covers from my body and sit up, dragging the bed cover with me as I go and fetch my clothes that lay roughly on the floor next to her clothes. I feel a hand reaching out in comfort. As I sharply turn to face her, her eyes alive. A simple touch disgusts me me, as a flurry of short, sharp shocks run down my spine. "Look what happened yesterday night was a mistake it shouldn't have happened I was upset and I took advantage of it... I'm sorry" I pauses, and her fingers reach out to rest on my face. Her thumb glides over the apple of my cheek, my eyes fixed on her as much as i have on her. "You said you loved me when I asked if you are sure." She whispers and plants a small kiss on my hand as she takes it and strokes her cheeks against it.
I smile weakly, remembering that day. I was so upset. Allegations were flying round that I had broken everyone's dream by quitting the job and had no decency to come to them face-to-face, it was meher who knew that I needed a hug, she came over and took me in her arms without saying I felt like I was feeling much better. I fell asleep in her arms that night and when I woke up in the morning, I told her that from then on, she could come to me any time, day or night and she was always welcome.

"I'm not about to take that back either. But what I said was in the past Ash now I am changed and so are you…. I have got responsibilities… I'm married man" I say tenderly, my fingers resting on her shoulder briefly, before moving them, aware that I'm beginning to overstep the mark.

"So you're saying that it was all wrong that you never loved me eh Preet? Answer me!"

I listened as she took a step back, the tears rushed to her side of her face as she roughly wiped them off before turning away from me. "You used me to get back at her right?"

I look down, evidently feeling a splinter of guilt for using her to this extent. "But, are you happy? I mean you always said you liked a girl that speaks her own mind…. Do you like her?"

"Yes, I love her." Her eyes wash with tears, though she doesn't shed them. I move closer still, and place my hands on her shoulder. "But, I'm OK. I'm still alive." she smiles softly, and brushes her hair back from her face.

"You deserve real happiness, you know that?" I say as I take my hands away.

Ash slumped onto the couch in the hotel room, and stared blankly between her fingers, fighting the urge to let tears flood over her. She was so absorbed that she didn't even register the presence of another man walking inside the room, with a tray of breakfast for them. She didn't even see who entered, her own tears flooding her features, to be sure that he was all right. She didn't feel him watching her for several moments. And when she finally looked up, she couldn't fight it any longer. All of the pain that she had bottled for months came spilling unstoppably from her heart, as Preet sank beside her in his own state of utter distress.

She wiped her eyes quickly. She could feel his gaze boring into her, and it made her feel so vulnerable, so exposed. She didn't like it.

"Why did you do that? You must have known it would break my heart…" Ash questioned him; her voice cracked and stained horribly with tears. She sounded devastated. Preet swallowed. He didn't know; she'd think he was utterly pathetic. But before he could stop himself, she was resting her head in his shoulder and like a gentleman he took her in his arms and let her break down, this was the only thing he can do.

Meanwhile at juneja's mansion meher was sat on the sofa waiting for Preet. Harman was sitting besides her holding a cup of coffee for him while placing one for meher on the table opposite her. All those times I've looked into her eyes, I've always been aware there is something there. In those early days I tried my best to deny it, wouldn't be seen talking to, or even looking at him over the breakfast table should our gazes dare to meet, something within us both connect. I was always too afraid, too sensible and rigid in my ways to even think about upsetting my dreams or not reaching out what I want in my life. But now, God now I curse myself for those lost opportunities would give anything, just to snatch secretive glances with her over that damned breakfast table.

"Yes…" Her voice was as broken as his, and it scared her how much she was falling apart. He looked at her as she spoke on the phone hoping for 100^th time that she was talking to her husband or even someone that knew where Preet was gone to. I look at her this time hoping she catches my glance but she doesn't as she writes something down on the notepad that was laid next to the phone.

"Yes I knew. That was the point. You were supposed to find him. It was supposed that you knew where he was… I am sorry I know but its not like him" meher screamed as she heard the receiver put down on the other end. Why was this happening to her? She loved him so much and tonight was the night she was going to admit what she felt but before she does anything, he goes missing. She sat by the phone with her hands covering her face as she cried for the 5^th time that hour.

Preet swallowed thickly beside Ash, his heart shuddering beneath his chest.

"What?" He sounded shocked, as though the thought had never crossed his mind. She avoided his gaze, turning resolutely away from his hypnotising eyes.

"You were… I wanted you. I wanted you to feel what it's like to be me… watching that tart wrap her around you every waking second… and that's what it's like, Preet. That's what it's like…" She stood up abruptly, and poured herself a drink from the cabinet beside the desk. She downed the spirit in one gulp, relishing the burning sensation that stripped her throat raw.
He looked horrified at her words.

"What? But you never seem to…I…" his heart was pulsing horribly inside of him, making him want to wretch. But he sat tight, a cold sweat engulfing him. "You don't feel that…?" he looked at her searchingly but she still refused to look his way.

"Yes I do. You know I do." Those few words destroyed the little composure Preet had managed to regain since this morning and broke down desperately.

"I'm so sorry… I'm sorry…" His voice was almost inaudible, but she heard. She heard the strangled, wretched tone in his voice as he fought back his tears. She really had broken him. It didn't make her feel particularly good about herself, but strangely defiant nonetheless. " but I cannot accept you…. I know what I did was terribly wrong but I love her…….. she is my wife"

"No you're not. You knew all along! After all, that was the reason you were with me in the first place. How could you have not known? And as for meher being your wife then I/m sorry Preet you have no choice" Preet hesitated, chewing his lips in agitation.

"I'm with her because… because I love her and nothing you do or say will change that, I know what I did was wrong gosh I know……. Believe me but I cannot give what you are asking for I am so sorry" That was the final straw. She couldn't take it. He was so selfish.

"I knew, Preet! I knew! Before you dumped me like I didn't matter. Like we didn't matter. I knew we we're worth it. You really thought that by marrying her I would give you your blessings just like that? That I would like her after she stole what was so important to me no way Preet. What goes on in your head?! You really don't have a clue do you…?! You're pathetic. You must have known what you were doing to me. You must have… You b*****d!!"

she couldn't stop herself lashing out. She threw the first thing at hand, the glass from which she had been drinking, directly at him, narrowly avoiding him. It shattered against the wall threateningly, denting the plaster.

"Ash!" His broken moping was interjected with outraged fury. How could she be so cruel? She knew why he had done what he had. She knew what a family had meant to him. And she knew that it was only an attraction between them not love but now he was in love with his wife. Yet, she still led him on, she knew that he was not in his mind before falling into bed with him than why was she making like he had raped her when it took both of them to make love, he hadn't forced her. So in many ways, she was as guilty as he was, because she slept with a man who was married. Not the other way round

He took his hands and placed it on top of meher's rested hand on the bed sheet moving slowly as he laid her on the bed while kissing her neck as he slowly took her earrings off her and than moving onto her bangles that she wore. He slowly kissed her underneath the ear as he untangled the string of her dress as he took it off observing the beauty one more time as he………. "You said you loved me when I asked if you are sure." The words of Ash hits him back to reality as he stops half way and sits up on the bed leaving meher confused at reaction she got from her husband.

She watches as he husband stands up, staggering. It's only then that she finds out exactly what just happened between them. The scene of what was about to happen few minutes takes its toll on her and she watches as her husband manages to stand up but cannot do so, his legs are violently shaking. I place my palm onto my head. It's only then that I remember the wounds from just one of the clumsy things I've done today. Telling Preet, in fact showing him how I feel is very definitely the worst. I wtahc as he manages to stumble across the room, and fall onto the sofa. His arm is draped over the arm of the sofa, as he crashes his head against the pillow. I look at him as slowly take the covers of the bed and place it on top of my bare shoulder before going to sleep crying at how stupid and desperate I looked to him, the words that he spoke were off comfort nothing else and what he did now just proved that he had no feeling for me what so ever.

I watch her from corners of my eyes as I hear cry to herself in her sleep as I curse myself once again. I have broken another heart once again but this time it is of a woman that I love but knowing that if I let our relationship take a new start from today than the guilt of me sleeping Ash will kill it soon and it's not worth it. Our relationship is pure that it shouldn't be stained by my stupidity but most of all meher is too good to be deceived she is worth more than she gets and that definitely is not me. I walk up to the window and cry myself as I wtahc her asleep maybe I'm not the one that deserves her at all. I lied to her and deceived her. She needs someone that worships the ground she walks on, cherishes her, and loves my angel and no-one else.

Because without her I'm nothing but at least I will know she is happy and that will make me feel lees guilty than I already do. At least I will know that if I couldn't give the love she deserves she has got someone that will though that person will not be.

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hey grt 👏👏👏part.soooo emotional😭.poor meet.defntly ash wud be lied to preet.can't wait plzzzzzzzzz continue soon.