Tere mere beech mein kya hai? updtd, Pt 2, Pg 2

Weird relationship weird friendship everything weird between the two of us. This dates back to 2006 when we first met, at school, in std. 9th. I hated him he hated me and we were happy with that. The banters, the fights, the want to prove him wrong everytime he opened his mouth, I remember all. Suddenly things took a different turn. From enemies we became friends, good friends, best friends. We were a group of six, Parul - my best friend, Prateek - our common best friend, Neel - I was his best friend and eventually he turned out be the same for me, Payal - the tomboy of our group almost like a elder sister to me, Raman - Best friend, more than best friend? There was always a question mark about us. And the last one, me, Ishita, friendly with all but friends with few, agony aunt of the group and loved by all, except of course the teachers. People started linking us and one fine day Prateek came and asked me whether I have a liking towards him. I mocked him and ignored whatever he said cuz I knew there could never be anything between the two of us. And I guess I was wrong. Years passed, he left school, the next year I left school, he dropped a year and I got busy with my college, and amidst all these there was a thing that was still the same. Super 6 remained the same and Things changed, we grew closer. From talking endlessly about anything and everything to sharing the deepest of secrets. He knew me, I knew him. More than ourselves, more than anyone else in this world. The friendship, the support, started taking a different turn and before I knew it I developed feelings for him. I was not sure whether to tell him and spoil our friendship or just let things be the way they are. With the immense pressure from our respective colleges we got so busy with our daily chores that we hardly had time to talk to each other, but when needed we knew whom to turn back to. From talking all through the day to talking twice in a week or even less than that, seeing each other everyday in school to not meeting each other for months we had it all, and I thought my feelings for him were fading. But well, there was something else in store for us. It was my 20^th birthday, I returned from Mumbai after my exams, all my college friends were at my place for a sleepover and at the strike of 12 there was him. Coming out of the curtains holding a heart shaped self-made cake, drenched from top to toe he stood infront of me with a huge smile on his face. And I stood there looking at him with hundreds and thousands of emotions inside me and a blank look on my face. I almost choked but the excitement stopped me from crying. I fed him a piece of cake and hugged him, he hugged me tighter. And I felt like the world around us has stopped, there was no one around me, just me and him and the embrace which I never wanted to break. He got ready to leave and I walked him to his bike. That 10 mins walk at the midnight, under the clear sky with silence all around was something I again didn't want to let go. I stood there with him for another 10-15 mins before he drove away, I didn't want him to go, I wanted him to be there with me all through the night, I wanted to spend my birthday with him, talking to him or just sitting silently besides him, anything but with him. That night all I could think was HIM, my friends were there around me dancing, singing, yelling, and I was there lost in whatever happened. I knew there won't be anyone who would drive all the way in rain and come to make my birthday special, the guy who has never entered the kitchen will bake a cake for me. I wanted him, I wanted him even more now and I knew no one could make me happy the way he does, his presence itself is enough to make me smile, to make me happy, to make me forget the world. I picked up my phone and typed

"I know this will come as a shocker to you, but I can't keep it to myself anymore. I can't hide anything from you and specially things that involve you. I LIKE YOU..I dunno why, I dunno how, but I do. I dun want any answer from, I don't want you to reciprocate, all I wanted was to let you know how I feel and what I feel. Good Night"

I thought of an OS but because I tend to speak so much I over wrote 🥱
I have decided to break the story in two parts. Let me know whether you guys liked it or not, I'll continue the next part only if you guys want 😊

P.S : The whole thing that I am writing is very close to my heart 😳

PART - 2

I pressed the send button and slept without worrying about what his reaction will be, what will he say after reading the text or will he even reply. I didn't think of the consequences. I knew what I did was right and I'll happily accept whatever comes my way. That was the first night in months that I slept peacefully, my mind though was filled with his thought, I was unperturbed. Next morning I woke up to see 2 text messages from the name "Bandar" (That was what I fondly called him). I opened the messages, the first one read:

"I am sorry but I have never really saw you as anything apart from my best friend. You are way too special for me and I know where everything will lead to. I don't want to lose you in fact, I can't afford to lose you. I know myself really well and I'll always do something to hurt you and I would die before even thinking of hurting you. We're better off as best friends"

I expected this from him and knowing how much of a anti-relationship he is I knew there was no future with him. I scrolled down to read the second message.

"P.S, Bhadakna mat, iss phone mein smileys banana bahut mushkil hai :P"

This text brought a smile on my face because he knew how much I hated smiley-less conversations and he made it a point to tell me that it was not his fault that he couldn't use emo's in the text. I replied him saying "Good Morning" and things were normal. No awkward moments, no embarrassing situations, nothing. He handled everything perfectly and that made me fall for him a bit more. Months passed and I was all set to leave for Mumbai for my higher studies. Three days before I was set to leave, I was talking to him at 3:30 in the morning telling him how excited I was to go to Mumbai, and how much I'll miss him once I go out. I kept on talking and he was listening to me all this while. He was sleepy but didn't sleep because I asked him not to. Again a part of me fell for him. I decided to visit his place the next day to meet his family and his dog (Sheldon, that was his name. And he was the cutest dog ever. He loved me more than he loved his owners and well that was a thing to be very happy about) for the last time before I leave. I reached his home to find him relaxing in his white pyajama and grey t-shirt. Even in that messed up mini vacation look, he looked yummy. I went inside to find just him and Sheldon. To kill the time while waiting for everyone to return I decided to give him cooking lessons (I was his cooking teacher as well). We went into the kitchen and climbed up on the platform and ordered him to get all the necessities. He like an obedient student did as I said. And again I fell for him. He started chopping the vege's and I sat there enjoying the choco-chip cookies. He looked at me with you-are-such-a-besharam look and pulled me down to help him. I being in no mood of cooking stood there still guiding him into making the best noodles ever. He tossed the vege's, added the sauce and we were waiting for it to cook properly so that we could add the noodles. I kept a hand on his shoulder and raised my toes to have look at the wok and he turned around at me to see what I was trying to do. I dunno what was there in that moment, but something hit us. It was as if the Universe had some different plans for the two of us. When he turned his face was not even an inch away from mine and we were staring right into each other's eyes. That eye contact had the power to melt every inch of my body. He held my waist and pulled me closer. His touch sent unknown sensations throughout my body and my eyes were closed. I could feel his breath on my face. And before I could understand anything his lips touched mine. Shivers ran down my spine and I lost all my control. He held me even tighter and pinned me on the wall. My hands were trembling, my legs gave up, it was almost as if I would collapse any moment. Nothing ever felt this good. The way held me, firm yet light, he made me feel wanted. There was passion in his touch, in his kiss, the kind of passion I always longed for. We were lost into each other, when there was suddenly a knock at the door and Sheldon started barking with excitement. We broke the kiss, and looked at each other, I was looking at him with love in my eyes and he with confusion and guilt. He turned around and left the kitchen to open the door and I stood there unable to understand what just happened.