Arshi FF:The Pregnant Girlfriend-Th3# C6B - 14/6 - Pg 53 - Page 26

Author's Note

This chappy was supposed to be much more longer... but this is taking too long and I don't want to speed up which might ruin the whole thing, that's the reason why precap will be for chapter 7.. But still this one is also long.. 3 posts update.. & guys it was really hard to write it the way I wanted.. So I really wish to know your views.. which I'm sure will motivate me for the next update.. & thank you so much for your patience... No proof read..

Chapter 6B

If Only

The way she stared at him with her teary eyes haunted him. Her shattered voice still echoes in his ears like broken glass. He didn't stop her when she pushed him angrily.. But he should have.. he should have run after her when she left completely broken without any more words. Because Khushi... she is the one who makes a difference in his meaningless life.

Kaisee teri khudgarzee

Na dhoop chune na chhaanv

Kaisee teri khudgarzee

Kisi thaur tike na paanv

How's this selfishness of yours,

that you don't take the sun, nor take the shade..

How's this selfishness of yours,

that your feet don't stay anywhere..

(& song continues)

Her head resting against the pillow... Her eyes closed... And her eyelashes wet as a few tears fell from the corners of her eyes. Her pale face showed her obvious weakness and the puffy skin under her eyes was clearly outlined. His anger, his words.. flashed again in her mind.

"Shayad meine tumhe kuch zyada freedom dehdi apne life aur company mein!" (Maybe I've given you too much freedom in my life and company!)

"It's your life, I don't care what you do with it.. But if this kid is mine..."

Is it real or is it a nightmare? The eyes of Arnav are intense when he's angry, as if he's off for its prey. It hurts, always.. yet it's unintentional. But today it was different, why? Why was it hurting more?

In her half consciousness, she mumbled "Arnav" a few times when the needle pierced her skin. And gradually, she fell into the slumber of the past.

FLASHBACK

Her senses were lost in that same fragrance... Chanel, his usual cologne! Her nose burrowed into a white pillow where her hands laid to the sides of her face. Her body figure fit to the perfection into the huge double size bed. Her long hairs covered her neck as it fell onto her shoulders and the quilt was raised up to her waist. And when she turned on herself into the white soft quilt, she made a pleasant lazy noise as she spread her arms in all directions. Her head resting against the pillow, a few hair locks falling on her cheeks, a smile spread on her radiant face when she opened her eyelids. As she woke up, she sat upright bringing her knees to herself. Beholding the moon, there in his bed while it dispersed its light in every corners of the room, the night was indeed very beautiful. Her cheeks flushed, she chuckled at herself when she realized she was blushing. "Unbelievable", she murmured and shook her head. Suddenly her gaze fell on her mobile which was on the bed table. She grabbed it instantly and her eyes popped out gasping. The screen saver indicating 3.45 am, realization struck and Khushi crashed down from dream land. This was not a dream. "Oh my...how the hell did I end up here?", she muttered in confusion. And then.. client.. designs.. deadline.. All fell in place as she understood that she might have fell asleep on the designs during the late night project with ASR. "That means, he carried me up here to his loft?.. Oh shit, I left him alone with all the designs.. damn you khushi!", she growled and jumped out hastily from the bed. At that moment, a piece of paper hidden into the bed sheets, flied to the floor. Khushi bent over and picked up the paper before she read out,

"Take your time..

Freshen up..

I'm sure you can fit in one of my jeans and shirt!

A.S.R."

At first, her eyes popped out of her head in shock. But then, it turned lustrous as her lips curled into a smile. As she stepped forward to the dressing, she blushed at the thought of wearing Arnav's clothes. Sliding the dressing door open, she took in a sight of dozens of designer's suits. Mostly AR Designs creations but there were also a few from the most reputed designers of UK. She entered the dressing area, totally awed of the interiors and its contents. She'd been in this loft only once before and that too she had peeped into the room discreetly while Arnav was on a phone call. This man had taste and class. In fact his dressing talks for him. Her fingers went touching delicately one of the suits.. It was the grey one.

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Coincidentally, it looked like the same suit Arnav was wearing the first time she laid her eyes on him. She remembered this morning as if it was only yesterday when these chocolate eyes had pierced into her life and held out his hand to her. His voice was arrogant but unforgettable. His attitude was heartless but she was conquered. Never ever she'd imagine love at first sight at the instant she stepped into her new office. She smiled and turned her gaze to the other suits touching them one by one when suddenly she spotted a blue jeans and a white shirt on the last hanger. "Looks like Mighty Raizada already made his choice", she muttered amusingly as she took the clothes and walked out of the dressing. The clothes on her arms, she ran into the bathroom and closed the door.

20 minutes later

Leaning over the table, a pencil in between his fingers, Arnav yawned while scribbling on a paper. He stood up straight and grabbed his 15^th cup of coffee. His gaze on his designs, he brought the cup to his lips when at last he realized that it was an empty cup. He took in an exhausted breath and stretched his arms lazily. "I need some more coffee", he said to himself. Heading off towards the door, he walked out in search of the coffee machine. The corridors were somber with only a few spots lighted on. When he finally reached the machine, he filled his cup and gulped a sip before heading back to the drawing room. Taking a look at his watch, "4.15, time to speed up", he stated as he pushed open the door and got startled. "Delicious" was the only word jumping in his mind. The sight in front of his eyes was so simple yet it had something which always felt like sparkles filling up the air. There, standing by the table, hairs tied up, wearing his jeans which fits her so well and his shirt.. the white shirt which she wore in her own style. The first button opened as well as the last few buttons so that she could tie the bottom of the shirt into a knot exposing her belly button. She is incredibly beautiful. Who would thought? Even in men clothes, this girl could turned so attractive.

"These are awesome", khushi said out in amazement breaking Arnav's reverie. Staring at the new designs, Khushi was oblivious of Arnav's presence when suddenly... "thank you", replied Arnav in his so charming voice. Instantly Khushi turned her gaze to the door and she smiled hesitantly. "hmm, hi", she said nervously. His gaze moved from her face down her body line causing goose bumps in her stomach. And as Arnav began walking towards her, "Sorry.. I... I fell asleep.. leaving you with the workloads. I'm very sorry A.S.R.. but you should have wake me up.. and you carried me to your loft, that was not necessary to take so much trouble, I just dozed off a few seconds..!", she gabbled non stop till Arnav finally held her shoulders. Fixing into her eyes, "Ok stop.. Gosh Khushi, you talk so much when you are nervous!", he said. Khushi grimaced, "I'm sorry!". Arnav smirked as he replied, "it's ok!.. and no worries.. I thought my designer is working so hard and at least she can have a few hours of sleep in a comfortable bed". Her lips curved into a smile as she lowered her eyelids and he continued... "And it was no trouble at all.. Sam is very strong, and you weight nothing". Instantly she lifted her gaze. "Excuse me, what... Sam, who?", she asked. "Sam, the night shift guard, he's the one who carried you to the room", he answered staring at her shocked face. It took her a few seconds to register his words and then she replied calmly without a blink, "I'll get some coffee". Arnav nodded, "Ok" and stepped back moving from her way. His gaze followed her and before she disappeared, Arnav called out, "Khushi". She turned at him, her expressions confused.. shocked.. and even disgusted. "Come soon, we got loads to catch up before the sun rise", stated Arnav. Khushi gave him only a "hmm" and she was turning around when he called out again, "and Khushi". She looked back at him and he smirked. "There're no guards named Sam in this building", he said as he lowered his gaze to his designs. Her eyes popped out and she gaped at him before a smile broke on her lips. Blushingly, she turned on her steps and disappeared into the corridors.

2 hours later

"Finally", he declared enthusiastically as he dropped his pencil on the table. Khushi lifted her gaze, contemplating his beautiful face. His chocolate eyes reflecting the first rays of the morning, there were no lines of fatigue on his face even after one whole night of hard work. At the moment, he only looked like a happy kid who'd want to jump and dance on the table for having accomplish what many said it to be impossible in such a short delay. Khushi was unable to restrain her laugh as she looked at Arnav's excitement.

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"You did it!", she said out contently. Arnav approached her, and held her wrist. Surprised, she looked at him in confusion as he dragged her to the center of the room. "We did it!", Arnav declared as he fixed into her gaze. Khushi smiled and lowered her eyelids. "And I think this truly deserve a dance", he said smilingly and Khushi lifted her gaze, flabbergasted. "Dance... here?.. now?", she asked in utter shock. "Yes my dear", Arnav replied and in no time, music filled in the air. Arnav pulled Khushi to him. His hands found its way around her bare waist while she hesitated to touch his chest. Staring at her face, he guided her moves along the music. As he noticed her nervousness, he tried to start a conversation and said in an amusing tone, "this is one of those moments when I wish you were just a secretary!". She raised her eyebrows in confusion. "I don't seem to understand", she said. He chuckled as he spoke out, "Well, I can't mess it up, you are the most precious asset AR Designs possess." His eyes intensely locked into hers, and he'd never been so sincere before. "You are pretty... smart.. generous... funny... with this innocent side hidden in you which makes it harder to resist." He lowered his eyes clearing his throat as Khushi gazed at him lovingly and he ended up in an amusing tone. "But I won't complain... I have the most amazing creative designer no other one possess... even if...", his words halted causing Khushi's heartbeats to pause and suddenly he heard her, "even if?", Khushi asked exasperatedly and as he looked at her, his playful eyes turned serious and he replied.. "even if it's been hard to keep away from you, since the day you stepped into this office." Their eyes locked... His hands slid slowly up her arms. Her heart pulsing when his fingers went into her hairs. As she took off the clip, her hairs fell onto her shoulders. At one look, he could describe her feelings.. The movement in her throat.. her breaths.. the fear or eagerness in her eyes... the seconds in between her pulses and her lips.. What she should do with her lips? Bite it or stay still to appear the less nervous.. What will he do now? Will he step back with a joke? Or will her arrogant boss kiss her for the first time?... Her face was a question mark and he only wished to end her agony at that instant. But at what cost? Khushi Kumari Gupta.. creative head of his own company.. at the post she was, this could turn in more than just a kiss.. on one side, his company ethics which could ruin everything and on the other, his desire for her... He cupped her face... his thumb caressing her skin as he leaned forward.. His lips grazed hers till he finally felt her wanting the same. She began responding and he sucked her lower lip before his tongue slid smoothly into her mouth. It was a longing kiss.. a desire emerged since months. A fire hard to extinguish.. Both left out of breaths when their lips detached from each other. His forehead resting against hers as he muttered.. "Come with me.. tonight.. as a date?". Khushi pulled back slightly to fix into his gaze and she asked, "I'd believe in love at first sight since the day I met you? Do you still want to go on a date with me?".

FLASHBACK ENDS

Headlights blurring his view, Arnav pushed on the accelerator. The motorway was slippery while heavy rain crashed on the windshield like stones. As a line of vehicles was stuck in a traffic jam, he honked continuously trying to weave in between the cars...

"Wo kya? (She what?) Speak damn it!"

"Bhai.. she is in Bramwell clinic and... it's that bas***d who brought her there.. Shyam!... I don't know what happened..But I've talked to Dr. Walia.. Shyam brought khushi there.. and she was unconscious.. Dr. Walia was there for a meeting... she spotted Khushi being carried to operation bloc.. Thank god, she stopped them on time.. else.. this shyam said he was the father and bribed the doctors for an abortion."

The SUV halted in a screech in front of the main door. He jumped out and ran into the clinic. "Sir sir.. you can't park here.", as the securities shouted, he ignored them and stopped by the reception. "Khushi kumari gupta", he asked breathlessly and the receptionist answered immediately, "5^th floor!". Arnav turned away and sprinted to the lift yelling, "wait". Someone stopped the door from closing and Arnav slipped in. 1, 2, 3, 4.. till it reached to the 5^th floor, his heart was racing and he never felt so helpless and disgusted of himself. At last, the doors open and first thing he saw.. was the back of Shyam Manohar Jha!

~That's all for today~

Signing off..

Love,

Aicha

This Chapter was dedicated to every regular readers of Preggy Girlfriend!