|| Kabhi Shaam Dhale || Meet One Shot

Yes it's another one for Meet! 😊 I get super bored on the train and so this is what I think of, usually it's more Premeer, but those are always super depressing, and so I wrote this hopefully okay Meet one! 😳 I didn't edit it, but still I think it was okay, I'm not sure how it flowed though, like if the transitions were smooth enough but that's what all of you are for! 😃

Enjoy! 😃

Meher couldn't believe the way it all had happened, one minute she had known that she was getting married to Harman and she was happy about it, but now here she was married to his younger brother Preet. The weird way life played games with her and her family it was unreal. She was waiting for her...'husband' in their room after marriage, but the butterflies were taking over her entire body. Should she sit on the bed and wait for him, or should she already change and get to sleep?

Meher was confused to put it lightly. Deciding to stay in her wedding clothes she went and sat near the window thinking about everything that had happened.

When she had found out that Harman had left her before her wedding Meher didn't know what to think, but the minute Preet had offered to marry her Meher had felt the pain subsiding; not completely evaporated, but at least a little less. She wouldn't have to put her family and the Juneja's to shame. Preet had saved her. But she knew what he must've gone through to make that decision. She could see the love between Ashlesha and Preet, it was hard to miss; the way they teased each other to their cute eye locks. Meher had thought she had that all with Harman now—but she was mistaken.

Kabhi Shaam Dhale To Mere Dil Mein Aa Jaana
Kabhi Chaand Khile To Mere Dil Mein Aa Jaana

She heard the door click open and she quickly turned the other way to face the outside of the window.

"Meher—kya main andar aa sakhta hoon?"

"Tumhare kamra hain Preet. Aajao," Meher replies timidly.

Preet quietly peeps through and walks in, shutting the door softly behind him. "Meher—tum theek ho na?"

"Theek?" Meher gives him a weak smile. "Tum kaise ho?"

"Main theek hoon," Preet replies coming to sit down next to her.

"Ashlesha ne kuch kaha?" Meher asks, trying not to look at him.

Preet nods. "Woh bahot naraz hain, aur usse pura hakh hain," Preet sighs. "Main sirf yehi soch raha hoon ke woh ghussa tum per na utare,"

Meher manages to smile and turn to face him. "Usme kya nayi baat hain Preet? Pehle bhi woh aur Daljeet Chachi mujhpe aur Heer didi pe zulm karte the,"

Preet slowly reaches out and puts his hand on hers resting on her knee. "I'm sorry,"

"Kisliye?"

"Jab hum pehli baar mile the, aur maine tum per chori ka ilzaam lagaya tha," Preet looks down.

Meher smiles and puts her other hand on his. "Koi baat nahin, tumne maafi mangi thi na?"

Preet smiles and then gets up. "Chalo, hume sona chaiyye. Tum bed lelo aur mein neeche sojata hoon,"

He starts walking towards the bed to grab the pillow, but Meher holds onto his hand, causing her bangles to hit each other and start chiming. "Tum bed pe so sakhte ho Preet,"

He turns back and smiles at her. "Are you sure?"

Meher nods and let's go of his hand.

"Thanks,"

"Koi baat nahi," Meher replies.

Preet goes into the bathroom to change, while Meher continues looking out at the moon. She wasn't sure why she felt the connection to Preet like this; he was almost her brother-in-law and now he was her husband? There was something though, whenever he looked at her he made her feel like the most special person, and she could feel herself wanting to smile with him. Then a sudden guilt would hit her, was she betraying her love for Harman? Had she ever actually loved Harman though? Or was that just a convenience for everyone? Heer didi with Prem jiju, Ashlesha was with Preet, and so it was just written that she'd be with Harman.

Magar Aana Is Tarha Tum Ke Yahan Se Phir Na Jaana
Kabhi Shaam Dhale To Mere Dil Mein Aa Jaana
Kabhi Chaand Khile To Mere Dil Mein Aa Jaana

She turns towards Preet as he walks out of the bathroom, dressed in a crisp white kurta pajama; smiling at each other, she knew this was the best decision she had ever made...

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Meher knew the real reason why Preet had left. It had been a month after their marriage when Ashlesha had created that huge scene. She had started crying and had thrown herself on Preet, and for some reason Meher didn't know why but she couldn't help but feeling a bit jealous. Preet was her husband but they never had a 'proper' relationship so why should she feel offended if Ashlesha did that? Still she knew that Preet had gone on his business trip overseas to get away from all the tension and she didn't get upset with him for that, she just wished it didn't happen like that...

Tu Nahin Hai Magar Phir Bhi Tu Saath Hai
Baat Ho Koi Bhi Teri Hi Baat Hai

At that instant her cell phone rang and so she rushed to pick it up. "Hello?"

"Hello Meher?"

Meher instantly felt relief as she heard his voice, an involuntary smile forms at her mouth. "Hi Preet,"

"Kaisi ho?"

"Theek hoon,"

"Ash ne kuch—" Preet asks trailing off.

"Nahin," Meher sighs. "Woh aur Daljeet Chachi doosre ghar shift hogaye hain. Aur ma aur bauji yatra pe gaye hain,"

"To tum aur PB aur Heer bhabhi ghar pe ho?" Preet asks.

Meher smiles at her reflection in the mirror. "Nahin, Kul di aur Kiran jiju bache ke saath aaye hain,"

"That's good," Preet says to her. After a few minutes of silence Preet finally speaks. "Mujhe—tumhari yaad aa rahi hain,"

Meher could feel her heart beating rapidly as her brain processed everything he just said. "Me—meri yaad?"

"Hmm," Preet says with a smile in his voice. "Agar main pure din ki baatein tumhe bata na doon, to mujhe bahot ajeeb lagta hain,"

"Mujhe bhi," Meher says quickly.

"Waise chinta mat karo, main do dino mein ghar aaraha hoon,"

"Sach?"

"Haan to tum airport aajana?" Preet asks.

"Haan," Meher smiles and agrees. "Bye, take care." Meher felt as if the world had become a more beautiful place he was coming back—there life could start again, properly.

Tu Hi Mere Andar Hai, Tu Hi Mere Baahar Hai
Jab Se Tujhko Jaana Hai, Maine Apna Maana Hai

Magar Aana Is Tarha Tum Ke Yahan Se Phir Na Jaana

Kabhi Shaam Dhale To Mere Dil Mein Aa Jaana
Kabhi Chaand Khile To Mere Dil Mein Aa Jaana

Meher could hardly contain her excitement as she rode in the taxi to the airport, and then she started pacing as news of his flight arrival came.

Raat Din Ki Meri Dilkashi Tumse Hai
Zindagi Ki Kasam Zindagi Tumse Hai

As Meher stood by the bars outside the arriving doors; she could feel her heart beating rapidly. Should she be so excited to see Preet? What if he just wanted her here as a FRIEND? Meher knew she had to keep her mind broadened, but all her thoughts vanished as she saw him walking through the doors.

Tum Hi Meri Aankhen Ho Sooni Tanha Raahon Mein
Chaahe Jitni Doori Ho, Tum Ho Meri Baahon Mein

As he came closer Meher could feel the blush coming to her face, but she was unaware on how to keep it from surfacing.

"Meher," Preet says as soon as he was in hearing reach. Meher starts smiling widely as he comes around the bars, and puts his arms hesitantly around her. She embraces him and holds on tightly and slowly Preet feels her tears on his shirt. "Me—Meher?"

"Sorry Preet," she steps away and wipes away her tears. "Pata nahin kyun—" She knew though...Meher knew why she cried on Preet today. The way she felt seeing him walk through those doors, knowing he was HER husband; they were tears of happiness. Now all she could hope for is that he'd be with her forever.

Magar Aana Is Tarha Tum Ke Yahan Se Phir Na Jaana
Kabhi Shaam Dhale Kabhi Chaand Khile

Later on that night as they made themselves up to their room after everyone hassling Preet for gifts; especially Tannu and Vikas who were thrilled with their new toys.

"Tumne Tannu ka chehra dekha?" Meher asks Preet as she takes of her earrings by the dresser.

Preet turns and smiles at Meher through the mirror and then walks towards her. "Maine tumhe aapna gift abhi tak nahi diya,"

"Tum mere liye bhi kuch laaye ho?" Meher turns around and asks.

Preet nods and goes to his bag and takes out a flat box. He hands it to her silently. So she takes it and opens it slowly revealing a simple diamond necklace. "Pre—Preet yeh to—"

He takes the box out of her hand and removes the necklace from it to place it delicately around her neck. "Just like I imagined."

Meher turns around and runs her hand lightly over the necklace, "Preet, I—I'm speechlees,"

Preet puts his hands on her shoulder and leans down to her face level. "Aaj tumse zyaada khoobsurat koi aur nahin hain,"

Kabhi Shaam Dhale To Mere Dil Mein Aa Jaana
Kabhi Chaand Khile To Mere Dil Mein Aa Jaana

"Saach?" Meher asks. Preet nods and lightly kisses her right cheek. He gets up and she grabs his hand just like she did the first night. "Preet,"

"Hmm?" He turns around slightly.

"Maine tumhe bahot miss kiya,"

"Maine bhi," He replies winking at her.

Meher couldn't help but smile as she remembered the way his hands felt when they clasped the necklace around her neck. She could feel her heart beating and her stomach turning somersaults. She was looking forward to getting this feeling seeing him for the rest of her life now...with Preet, HER husband.

Kabhi Shaam Dhale To Mere Dil Mein Aa Jaana
Kabhi Chaand Khile To Mere Dil Mein Aa Jaana

*bites lip* no surprises....but how did it flow? 😛 Let me know! 😃

Love you all loads,

Meera😳

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