Hey guys!!! This idea just struck me and I really couldn't stop myself from writing this one-shot!!! No garuntees that you will like it, but i tried!! 😳😆 I do hope though, that you guys like it!!! *fingers crossed* 😳.......... well i won't waste more time, here it is!!!!! 😆
Sholon si sholon si
tere ankhon ki yeh roshni
kiske liye hai kiske liye hai
chandni chandni, tere chere ki yeh chandni
kiske liye hai kiske liye hai
tera muskurana nazar yun jhukana
tera muskurana nazar yun jhukana
mere liye hai bas mere liye hai
He could feel every inch of her body against his. She matched his powerful steps perfectly as they danced away. The floor was theirs; it was their night tonight. They moved across the dance floor with rhythm and power. All eyes were trained on them and they knew it. She moved like a swan, elegantly, at the same time maintaining that sensuality required. Her dress clung to her curves. He ran his hand down her back and their eyes connected. It was electrifying.
sholon si sholon si
tere ankhon ki yeh roshni
kiske liye hai kiske liye hai
chandni chandni tere chere ki yeh chandini
kiske liye hai kiske liye hai
Past:
If two months ago someone had told him that he would be entering a dance competition with HER, someone with very little professional experience in the art of Salsa, he would have laughed at them. When she had approached him asking him to take part in this competition and teaching her to dance, he had refused straight away. He took his work very seriously, for him salsa wasn't dance, it was much more.
She simply told him to think about it because it would help him, left the flyer and told him to call her if he changed his mind. Curiosity got the better of him and he couldn't resist peaking. There was a huge amount of award money for the winners and he really needed the money badly. He had to look after his family single handedly and not having a proper university degree due to their lack of money growing up, it was very tempting.
samjho mera joh ishara hai
joh bhi hai mera woh tumhara hai
samjho mera joh ishara hai
joh bhi hai mera woh tumhara hai
lehar mein koi hoon khoyi
manzil toh hai tu kinara hai
yeh meri adayaein yeh meri wafaein
yeh meri adayaein yeh meri wafaein
tujhko pata hai sabh tere liye hai
She was a rich man's daughter and she didn't need the money. She knew this would drive him to consider the proposal. She had come to one of his dance classes previously when he taught. She watched because her friend had dragged her. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get her out of his mind. He remembered her molten honey eyes, her long luscious locks that fell down to her waist, and those pouty pinky lips. He remembered that one lock of her which always irritated her by falling into her yes, and she would tuck it away annoyed only for it to fall into her eyes moments later and lay gently on her soft creamy cheeks. He had been so tempted to tuck that lock away and trail his finger gently down her face and then her neck.
sholon si sholon si
meri ankhon ki yeh roshni
tere liye hai tere liye hai
chandni chandni mere chere ki yeh chandni
tere liye hai tere liye hai
The next day he went and asked her why she wanted to participate and she had looked him straight and the eye and told him. "I want to learn how to live, I want to finally do something for myself and BE myself." To top it of, the attraction he felt toward her didn't help much either. Before he knew it she started attending his classes and would stay back after classes learning from him. It hadn't been easy initially, it had taken time for her to simply let loose and feel the moves. Salsa was not a dance he could teach her if she didn't feel comfortable with him touching her. Salsa was union of two dancers coming together as one through passion, attraction and that love for dancing.
Soon they feel into a routine and before they knew it, it was time.
Present:
She looked into his chocolate brown eyes as she danced. She couldn't tear her eyes away from his, the intensity he was looking at her with was invoking a wave of desire through her. She was aware of every muscle in her body as her body pressed against his while they danced. Every move, every twist, every turn felt perfect with him. His translucent white shirt clung to his chest like second skin. Beads of sweat had formed in his hair and trailed down his half open shirt She could feel his muscles pulse under her touch as they moved to the rhythm of the music.
haske dikha do deewane ko
joh ho raha hai ho jane do
haske dikha do deewane ko
joh ho raha hai ho jane do
dil ke uljhan zubaan pe
ati hai toh aajane do
yeh hoton ki narmi yeh sanson ki garmi
yeh hoton ki narmi yeh sanson ki garmi
mere liye hai bas mere liye hai
Finally he dipped her low ending the dance. They weren't aware of the thunderous applause, or their friends cheering in the background. They couldn't tear their eyes from each other. They looked at each other their faces few inches apart. Their breaths came in short gasps mingling together. He smiled that trademark sexy smile at her and said. "We did it Senorita." It finally struck her, they did it! She had successfully performed. She squealed and hugged him tight. He chuckled and hugged her back.
They got of the stage after taking their bows and went back stage. After getting congratulated by everyone, they went to the green rooms to change and freshen up. She never expected him to come to hers. She entered and heard the door lock. She barely had enough time to register what was about to happen and turn back before he pulled her against the wall and cornered her. "Prem." she breathed out. Gods! He loved it when she said his name like that. She seemed to have no idea what she did to him. All he wanted to do was capture her lips against his, but he resisted.
"I've been dying to talk to you all evening." He said in a husky voice. She couldn't stop herself from shuddering. She loved his velvety voice. An idea struck her. It was perfect, and she simply couldn't resist when she had the perfect opportunity. She leaned in with a coy smile surprising him but also pleasing him. "Really?" she responded in a sultry tone. She lightly trailed her finger down his chest like a feather gently caressing. He shuddered and his eyes glazed over. She leaned in and whispered in his ear. "Did you really think, I'd give in so easily." She chuckled and not giving him time to respond escaped from his grip, opened the door and ran out laughing.
Prem stood shocked for a moment before he couldn't help but smile. He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair as he looked at her retreating figure. "Don't think I'm letting you get away so easily!" he shouted at her. She turned back and said. "I'll be waiting." She said smirking. Winking at him she ran the rest of the way knowing he would follow any instant. She was right. Prem ran behind her and caught her after a couple of minutes of running around old abandoned sets. Pulling her close to him, he rested his forehead against hers. They stood there for some time just in each other arms, savouring the opportunity.
"I love you." She admitted finally. He pressed his lips against her pouring all the love he felt for her. Finally they parted and he looked at. Tucking that stray lock he said, "I love you too Shifali."
sholon si sholon si
teri ankhon ki yeh roshni
kiske liye hai kiske liye hai
chandni chandni tere chere ki yeh chandni
kiske liye hai kiske liye hai
tera muskurana nazar yun jhukana
tera muskurana nazar yun jhukana
mere liye hai bas mere liye hai
Ye Hai Mohabbatein
