Part 2

"Hey, Arnav. You're here! And I must say you look very handsome!" Mrs. Gupta says as she motions me to come in. "Khushi will come down any minute. Can I get you a glass of water?"
"No, that's all right." I smile.
"Oh that's my work phone. I am sorry, I need to get that." She says pointing towards the phone that was ringing.
"Oh it's fine." I say to her and she picks up the phone and disappears into her room. I fix my tie for the 3rd time since I've got out of my house and I try hard to get rid of the nervousness I am feeling right now. What's there to be nervous? I have been on dates with girls, it's nothing new for me! Come on Arnav! Be a man!
"Khushi, please tell me you were kidding about going to a date with..." Payal stops when she sees me sitting on the couch. "Hey, Arnav!"
"So you're the one who ditched me at the date night?" I ask dramatically.
"That is completely false because A; I didn't ditch you and B; Well.. You're just wrong!"
"I see." I chuckle.
"I am ready!" We both look at Khushi who was already coming down the stairs, wearing a blue formal dress and her hair is down and all I could do is gasp. God! She looks so beautiful.
"Oh.My.God!" Payal says as she goes over to Khushi. "You look so pretty!" She says, and I could tell she sniffing a little bit.
"Payal, I am going on a date, not getting married." Khushi whispers and I try to hold back a chuckle.
I had seen her at school. She would come to watch her boyfriend at the football practices. I never knew much about her but I always wondered why a girl like her would date a jerk like him. And when she had started bidding on me that night, I figured it was all about him. She wanted to win over Lavanya. But that night I realized how wrong I was. It was never about her boyfriend. She loathes Lavanya for having that one thing she wants the most; her dad. When I saw the tears in her eyes, I knew how much she missed him.
"So where are we going?" She asks me as we walk towards my car.
"That's a surprise."
"What? But I had made reservations!" Khushi holds my hand and I know she have felt that I am about to lose my temper. Why wouldn't I?
"I am really sorry sir, but seems like there has been a mistake. All the tables are reserved." The lady says and I give a glare at her before Khushi pulls me out of there.
"It's okay, Arnav!" She says trying to calm me. But I am too pissed. I have planned this to make this the best date of her life and I messed up already.
We go to a small diner nearby and Khushi seems pretty excited and it somehow lightens up my mood.
I keep looking at her and she starts playing with a strand of her hair, looking down at her lap. "Are you nervous?" I ask and she bites her lip, looking up at me. I know she is about to give me a witty answer but soon her playful expression fades. I look back and see Lavanya staring at her. Mr. Gupta and his new wife sitting right next to her. Damn! "You know, I have some other surprise for you. Let's get out of here!" I hold her hand and she nods.
"Shoot! I left my wallet in the car." I say getting up. "Will you be okay?" I ask her, hating myself for bringing her here. She nods. No, I shouldn't leave her here.
"I am fine! Now go!" She says smiling reassuringly. I hurry back to my car and it takes me a little bit of time to find it, maybe because I am raring to go back to her. When I enter the diner I see Lavanya standing opposite Khushi.
"Don't think you've won over me. Remember? I am the one who have your dad and Nikhil. And there is nothing you can do about it." She says proudly and I could see Mr. Gupta watching her. His wife has a smirk on her face. "The truth is, everyone leaves you Khushi. Coz you are not worthy of anyone's love." Khushi stands up from her chair and runs from there and I block her way by holding her shoulders.
"Stay here." I say, and I walk towards Lavanya. "You. Who the hell do you think you are? If you and your mother think snatching her father from her is something to feel proud of then you are sick! You need help, Lavanya!
Don't feel too proud of yourself because you're nothing but a manipulative nasty little s**t!"
"Hey mister! Don't you dare talk to my daughter that way!" Mr. Gupta says and I scoff.
"Really Mr. Gupta? Really? Well you seem to have forgotten but let me remind you that this isn't your daughter. The one that got humiliated by her infront of everyone; that's your daughter. But you know what? She doesn't need you. You don't deserve her. You are with the right people. Carry on your dinner, sir."
I turn around but Khushi isn't there. When I go outside, I see her standing by my car, her hands covering her face,
"I am so sorry Khu.." That was all I could say when she throws her arms around me and hugs me.
"Hold me, please. Just hold me." She says as she sobs quietly into my shoulder. I stroke r hair gently and try to soothe her. We stand there like that for long, neither of us saying anything. And then she slowly lifts up her head from my shoulder and looks at me. "I.." I shush her with my finger and pull her back to me.
"Its' okay. Shh. You're okay." I say caressing her back with my hands. "Come'on, let's go home." I say cupping her face with my hands and then placing a kiss on her forehead.
We get into my car and I didn't drive halfway when the car stops. "Damn it!" I say, getting out of the car. "Let's walk." Khushi says, as she holds my hand. I know she is trying hard not to let me feel like I have let her down. But the truth is, I have. I was supposed to make this the perfect night for her and so far I have done nothing but ruin this date. I mean how worse can this night get?
It starts raining and I groan loudly as we hurry towards the bus stop to get shelter. "Khushi.. I am so sorry for messing up. I wanted to do so much.. I wanted to make you happy and ugh.." I don't even want to finish that sentence. I am too pissed at myself right now.
"Is that what you think? Hey." Khushi cups my face with her hands and makes me look at her. "It doesn't matter where I am or what we are doing, as long as I am with you, I am happy." She says caressing my face and I smile a little bit. "But if you really doubt it, then I know something that you can do to make this the perfect date." She says biting her lip and then goes out in the rain, spreading her arms in the air as she swirls around. "Come here!"
"Khushi, you will get sick!" I say but she continues pouting at me and then she takes my hand and drags me to the middle of the street. The droplets of rain hit on my face and it feels cold, good.
"This is what I have to do to make this the perfect date?" I speak loudly against the sounds of wind and rain.
"No." She shakes her head. "Kiss me." She says, now looking at my lips. And I don't waste a second to touch her lips with mine. Her lips feels so soft against mine and suddenly it becomes so important for me to tell her what she means to me. I wrao y hands around her small waist and I pull her closer to me. She moans as I kiss her jawline as my hands make their way under her dress and caress her thigh. And in this moment, I am sure of one thing. I love her. God, I love her. And I could kiss her for eternity. And I would give anything to make her happy.
Edited by .MistyMornings. - 10 years ago
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