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This is starts after the party when abeer dances with meher forcefully. A result of my imagination 😳
I Hate You
Meher closed her eyes for a minute and then after taking a long breath, she stood up with much difficulty. She almost stumbled for a second when Nisaar came running to her.
"Are you alright meher..??"
"Hmm I guess.. My head.. Arghh.. Its spinning..." Meher replied.
"Come I will take you home..." Offered nisaar.
"No.. I will drive... Thanks... And congratulations again..." Said meher.
"Thank you boss but I'm not letting you drive this late... Plus your head is spinning as you stated..."
"Hehe... OK"
Nisaar and Meher walked out of the party hall and a pair of eyes studying every action of them.
Abeer saw meher and nisaar talking to each other and then they going outside together. He wanted to ignore them, at least for the night but unfortunately he couldn't. He couldn't help and wonder what they were talking about and why they went outside leaving the party. What is going on between them...?? Why is nisaar suddenly feeling bad for meher and her reputation being spoiled... Or people talking about meher falling again for him... What is wrong with nisaar... All these thoughts added fuel to the fire that was alresdy burning in Abeer's heart. He gulped down the whole bottle of beer kept in front of him and made his way to the parking. Abeer was making way to his car when he saw meher siting in nisaar'd car and he closing the door for her.
How cute...
Abeer hastily made his way to where nisaar's car was parked and stood in front of the car. Nisaar who got in the driving seat stared sat abeer and wondered what's wrong. Abeer on the other hand, had this eyes fixed on meher. Nisaar got out of the car and placed his hand on abeer's shoulder.
"Bhai what's wrong..???" asked nisaar.
Abeer jerked away his hand and replied "bhai... You just say it or you actually mean it... You really consider me your brother...???"
"Ofcource I mean it... But what happened...??"
"Why are you doing this...?? Why nisaar...???"
"What am I doing bhai...??"
"Don't act innocent nisaar... I know your true colours now... I can't believe I trusted you blindly..."
"Bhai what are you saying..??"
"I know years back you had a crush on meher... May be you had the hots for her... But u backed off seeing meher n I like each other. But you didn't want to tarnish your image and like a good friend, you let me have meher and you like an ideal friend and lover sacrificed your love... But but but you were silently and patiently waiting for our break up..."
"Stop it... Just stop it you fool... Mind your tongue... Let it be abeer, on second thoughts, you have gone nuts..." retorted Nisaar.
"You think I'm a fool and cannot see those old feelings buried deep inside your heart... Those flames burning alive again... Mohabbat ke keede ucchal rahe hai na tere andar... You were giving me a lecture sometime back... "Izzat" "ladki" "dost" kya kya bol raha tha tu... "Pyaar" bolna bhool gaya that kya... For once... Say what you feel... Be a man dude...!!! Say it... " shouted abeer.
"What do you want to hear..??? Huh...?? That I liked meher..?? Yes I liked her... Really liked her... Did I love her...?? Yes I loved her god damn it... Did I love her enough...?? I love her more than you ever did... Because I had the power to let her go... I didn't tell her about my feelings because I respected her feelings... and most importantly your love for her... I saw you love her... First person you ever loved after your mom and we, who you call your friends..."
"You loved her...?? No... You said you had a crush on her... It was a crush Nisaar... A crush..." Abeer said it to make himself and nisaar believe that 'he' didn't fail as a friend... He didn't snatch meher from nisaar..
"You had her abeer... You loved her... Married her... Made her your world... You then suddenly disliked her, hurted her , hated her and insulted her and made her feel like a piece of shit... You divorced her... You lost every single right you had on her... It shouldn't matter to you that I like her or not... It shouldn't affect you abeer... Why are you jealous...??" asked nisaar looking straight into abeer's eyes.
"I'm not jealous nisaar... Who said I'm jealous..."
Abeer was saying something extremely different while his eyes told a different story.
He still loves her... Idiot...!!!
How ironic, thought nisaar.
"You are not jealous then why are you worried that meher is going with me in drunk state... What are you..?? Her father...?? Husband...?? Or brother...?? No no... You are her ex husband... But really abeer don't worry I won't take advantage of her... I will handle her with care buddy..." said nisaar patting abeer's shoulder and winking at him.
Abeer punched nisaar really hard now.
"You want to know why I care... Because I LOVE HER... I'm still in love with my ex wife.. My meher... Do you hear me..?? I love meher... I'm still not over her.. I love meher... Look at her agsain Nisaar and I will kill you... She is MINE..." Abeer said while holding the collar of nisaar's shirt in his hands.
"You love me... Really...??"
Abeer and nisaar now for the first time looked at meher, who was sitting on the bonnet of the car and giggling.
Abeer instantly left nisaar's collar and went near meher.
"Yes... I still love you..." Abeer said honestly. It felt like a "now or never" situation to him. Be had to say it to meher today... He can't risk losing her or giving her away like a gift or a trophy... Like nisaar did.
Meher looked at abeer in awe like a lovestruck puppy, her chin resting on her right hand.
"Come I will take you home meher" said nisaar holding meher's hand and making her come down from the bonnet.
"Tu rehne de... I will take her home... I love her u know... Better stay away..." said abeer taking meher's hand from nisaar's.
Nisaar happily sat in the car and drove away leaving the two 'drunk' love birds behind.
"You love me... Sure..?? Lock kar doon...?? Soch lijiye abeer ji... Ek galat jawab aur aap poore 1 crore rupaye haar jaenge..." said meher in a heavy voice.
"Haan... Lock kar do sir... Yeah ek dum correct jawab hai.." Abeer replied looking at meher with all the love he feels for her.
"Afsos... Yeh sahi jawab hai... Now I have to give u a crore..." said meher sadly.
"Don't give me a crore... Just tell me you love me..."
Abeer held meher's hand in his hands and looked at her. She was not in her senses but that smile on her face was still driving him crazy. He wanted to hear those three words from her... The three words he had been dying to hear again... Again after 8 long painful years.
"I... Love.. Do I love you abeer ji..??" asked meher ilike a small kid.
"Ofcourse you love me Meher... That's why you married me... Remember...??"
"I married you... Ohh yes... You are my husband then... Take me home..."
Meher hugged abeer and her head placed against his heart. Abeer hugged meher back and closed his eyes. He was also drunk but not drunk enough to forget that meher wasn't his wife now and they don't have a single place in the world they can call "their" home. Abeer now realised what a blunder he made when he sold the house where meher and he began their married life. He hated her so much for leaving him that he sold the house and donated the money he got from it in charity.
"Suno.. I'm feeling cold.. Main thand se mar toh nahi jaungi na..."
"No baby... I wouldn't let anything happen to you..." Abeer replied running his fingers through her hair. Her hair and its fragrance which drives him crazy... Actually everything about her drives him crazy.
"Take me home abeer..." Meher whispered holding on to abeer's shirt.
Abeer helped meher get into his car and thought whether he should take care to his place or her place. His mind told him to drop meher at her house but his heart said something entirely different. His heart forced him to take meher to his place, so that he gets to spend some time with her. He suddenly wanted to relive that time when meher and he were married... Happily married... When they were together. So abeer decided to go with his heart, which was longing to be loved.
Abeer carefully led meher into his bedroom and closed the door. He helped meher to sit on the bed and then stood by the window.
"This is not my room..." Meher whispered.
Abeer turned around to see meher in tears.
"I again brought tears in your eyes... I gave you nothing but pain..." Abeer thought to himself.
He went to meher and kneeled down in front of her.
"This is not our room... You lied..." Meher accused abeer with tears in her eyes.
"This is not our room... I killed every memory of yours... But we can try and make this room 'ours' "
"How...???"
"I don't know... You are very bright... Suggest something..." replied abeer.
"Hmm... Let's sleep now... I will suggest tomorrow..." Meher said yawning in between.
"Ok... You sleep on the bed and I will take the couch..." Abeer said getting up from the floor.
"Whyyy...???" Meher stood on the bed suddenly and asked with her hands on her waist.
"Kya whhy..?? So jao ms. Talli..."
"Tumhari surname "talli" hai... Hilarious " meher giggled.
"Whatever... Now you need to sleep meher..."
"Come sleep with me... Why are you not sleeping with me...??? Are you angry...??"
"I can't sleep with you... " abeer replied honestly.
"Kyun...?? I'm your wife... Remember Mr. Talli..."
Abeer ignored meher and shrugged his shoulders.
"And change this surname yaar... I don't like being called 'Mrs. Meher Talli' " meher complained.
"Its Mrs. Meher Abeer Malhotra... That's the way I like it..."
"Malhotra is fine... I love you..." Meher bent down and wrapped her arms around abeer in happiness.
"I love you too..." Abeer confessed again.
But something about all this wasn't giving him much happiness. He knew all these moments will last until morning. These moments will be nothing but a memory for him. A memory which would definitely make him go on with life and its hurdles. Meher wouldn't be beside him for the rest of his life, for he doesn't know if she still loves him or not... If she would be able to forgive him and give him a second chance... If she wanted, she could have given them a chance eight years ago.
"You divorced me... I remember " meher said suddenly broke the hug and looked at abeer.
"You signed the papers..."
"Nooo... You signed the papers... I remember " said meher pointing a finger at abeer.
"Ok... It was me... But why did you sign it...???" asked abeer.
"Because you signed it..."
"Nonsense... You could have talked to me for once... At least waited for me sometime..." Abeer complained.
"You said you are not coming back... You hated me..."
Meher started crying loudly and sat on the floor crossing her legs.
Abeer cupped meher's cheeks and looked at her.
"But I loved you... Why did you believe me, you idiot... I blurt out a million stupid things when I'm angry... Don't you know...???"
"You said I'm behind your money... I'm a gold digger..." 😭
"No... I'm sorry..."
"Sorry after 8 years... Abeer...??"
"Hmm..."
"Can I kill you...??" asked meher.
"Huh... What..??"
"What if I got married again...?? What if I fell in love with someone...?? What if I slep-"
Abeer crashed his lips into hers and stopped her blabeering. After tasting her slowly and passionately, abeer broke the kiss.
"You are mine... Only mine..." Abeer whispered placing his forehead on meher's.
"But I still hate you..." Meher pouted.
"Trust me when I say I hate you more..." Abeer said and again kissed her but this time with more urgency and need.
His arm tightened on meher, holding her close and securely making her sit on his lap as his other hand tangled into her hair. Now meher also kissed him back with equal passion and need. His lips left hers but only to drop butterfly kisses on her neck. Meher shivered every time his lips touched her skin, the sensation... The feeling she almost forgot came back to life. Her whole body tingled and she pressed herself into him, loving the warmth of his body... His body which used to be her blanket in cold nights giving her warmth. Meher moaned and abeer kissed her again, deepening the kiss and his tongue playing with her. Now meher smiled in the kiss and fought for dominance.
Abeer now leaned back on the floor and meher lied on top of him, still enjoying his kiss. Abeer couldn't help but touch her, and every time it felt as if little shot of electricity passed through his body. He moaned when meher started kissing his jawline hastily. They both were aroused and wanted the same thing, but something was definitely stopping abeer, he wondered what. They shouldnt be doing all this... They are not married..
"Stop... Meher stop..."
Abeer rolled himself up and pinned meher under him.
"We have to stop... We are not married now... Goodnight..." saying this abeer placed a soft kiss on meher's forehead.
Meher pulled abeer towards him forcefully.
"Are you seeing someone...???" she asked.
"If I was... I wouldn't be making out with you on the floor... That too in my bedroom..." Abeer replied sarcastically.
"Almost making out..." Meher corrected abeer.
"You will regret it in the morning... " abeer said getting up from the floor.
"That's my problem... And why do you fear that we aren't married any longer... Can't you just propose me again..???"
"Will you accept if, if I propose you again...???"
"Yesss"
"You just made me the luckiest man alive..."
"I missed you abeer..." meher whispered with teary eyes.
"I missed you too chashmish..." Abeer said and pulled meher's cheeks.
Meher this time hit abeer and pushed him lightly, and getting into the bed.
"What..?? Mujhe maara kyun... Kisne sikhaya hai yeh...?? Tumhari bua be...??" Abeer asked.
Meher giggled and closed her eyes. Abeer got into the bed without any hesitation and hugged meher from behind. He played with her hair and then touched the tattoo on her neck. His name on her neck... Abeer kissed the tattoo and whispered "I love this tattoo... Its a constant reminder that you are mine... You belong to me..."
Meher couldn't help but smile while her eyes closed feeling his touch.
"Baby... Ek kiss kar loon... Goodnight kiss.." Abeer asked meher rubbing his nose behind her neck.
"No..." Meher replied within seconds.
"Kyun...?? Ek...??" Abeer again asked turning meher towards him.
"No... I want to sleep.."
Abeer knew meher was just messing up with him so he played along.
"Hmm... As u say" he said and then sucked on meher's soft spot. He still remembered every minute detail about her and her body.
"Abeer..." Meher moaned in disbelief. He still remembered her soft spot.
"Shh... Just feel it meher..." Abeer said and meher hugged him hiding herself in his embrace.
Abeer continued teasing her, kissing her shoulder blades and her neck, licking her earlobe, playing with her hair. When he was done controlling the temptation of having her, he separated meher from himself. He certainly wanted more but then he realised meher was already fast asleep. Abeer shook his head and closed his eyes taking meher in his arms.
Meher snuggled and cuddled more into the bed, after years she felt that warmth wrapped around her, the feeling of being at home, being safe. Meher slowly opened her eyes and pulled the pillow close to her but the pillow didn't shift. She rubbed her eyes and looked at the sleeping form beside her. Meher looked at abeer's ever so handsome face and then his arm wrapped around her; like a protective cocoon. She leaned closer to him and looked at his face and his mouth slightly opened...
Just the same.
She thought and closed his mouth slowly. But his mouth again opened slightly. Meher giggled seeing this and brushed her finger into his hair.
Soo cute...
Meher kissed his forehead and a tear drop rolled down her cheek. Meher immediately got out of abeer's hold and wiped her tears. She thought no one saw her vulnerable side but abeer did.
Abeer woke up the moment meher closed his opened mouth but he laid still. Then she brushed his hair with her fingers and then a kiss dropped on his forehead. Abeer wanted the time to freeze there but time and tide wait for none. A tear fall on his eye and meher turned around to wipe her tears.
She still loves me...
Abeer was delighted thinking about it and now he wanted to make his meher smile.
"Hey bhagwan..." Abeer shouted and got up with a jerk.
Meher looked at him questioningly.
"Kyun meher...??? Kyun kiya mere sath yet sab...?? Fayda uthaya mera tumne... Nirdai... (Heartless) "
"Huh...?? What..?? I didn't rape you... Don't worry..." Meher replied irritatedly.
"But wait... Where are we...?? (Meher looked around the room) is it your bedroom...??" asked meher.
"It is my bedroom... But you insisted I bring you here... Take me home abeer... Take me home... You kept saying that..." Abeer replied putting the whole blame on meher intentionally.
"By home I could have meant MY home..." Meher smirked.
"I don't know... I was drunk you know..." Abeer reasoned.
"Drunk...??? You are drunk most of the time as a matter of fact.." Meher replied getting out of the bed.
"You don't talk like that... You are not my wife you know boss..." Abeer told meher.
"Get lost... argghh why are you in my life...?? Kya paap kiye the maine...??" Meher cursed her destiny.
"Paap toh Maine kiye honge... Aisi biwi di bhagwan ne... Meri kismat..." Abeer said to irritate meher.
"Kya kaha...??" Meher asked with her hands on her hips.
"Meri kismat..."
"Usse pehle "
"Kuch nahi..."
"Say it Abeer..."
Meher came to the other side of the bed and stood in front of abeer.
"Aisi biwi di bhagwan ne..." replied abeer.
"Biwi nahi hoon main tumhari... " meher replied sadly.
"Toh... Kabhi toh thi na... Ex wife.. Par ho toh ghar ki lakshmi..."
Meher looked at abeer unbelievingly.
"I'm sorry for last night..." Meher said after she remembered what happened... But only in bits and pieces.
"It was my pleasure... I loved every bit of it.." Abeer said taking a step close to meher.
"You jerk... What did you do with me...??" Meher asked with eyes popping out of the sockets.
"Just whatever you asked for... Like an obedient employee... You are my boss.. How can I not follow your orders...?? I need this job... It helps me earn my bread and butter... And alcohol... "
"Just shut up... "
Abeer arguing with nisaar.
Nisaar leaving them alone.
Abeer's confession.
"I... Love.. Do I love you abeer ji..??"
"This is not our room... You lied..."
"Come sleep with me... Why are you not sleeping with me...??? Are you angry...??"
"Can I kill you...??"
"Almost making out..."
"I missed you abeer "
Hundreds of emotions played on meher's face as she thought about the previous night. Abeer couldn't help but laugh at her changing facial expressions. Meher looked at abeer surprisingly and when she realised he was laughing at her. She threw a pillow at his face.
"I hate you Abeer Malhotra..."
"I hate you MORE Meher Purohit..." and continued further "remember I proved it last night" and he winked at her.
Meher stomped her feet on the ground and left the house, leaving a smiling abeer.
"Ms. Akdoo I know you love me... I will get you back... By hook or by crook... Aur ab bahut ho gya nakhra Meher baby... Its finally time for Mrs. Meher Abeer Malhotra to return... " saying this abeer crossed his arms and dreamnt of their bright future.
Mannat Har Khushi Paane Ki
Veer Hanuman
