I never understood how one can have a void in his chest. I knew now. It's with me when I left Khushi at her house. It was my companion when I boarded the flight to London. With the void, I have pain living with me, in my apartment. At least I am not alone.
I am going paranoid.
I never knew I would ever feel like this. In love.
But here I am, in love and that too with my brother's fianc. I, Arnav Singh Raizada never liked an easy thing. I fell in love with a girl I could never have.
You could! My mind scoffed at me.
What my mind meant is that I use my sharp brain to get Khushi. I can't. I have used my tactics and strategies to turn any event or any weakness to get me anything I want. I have done takeovers on companies that were going very well and didn't know what hit them. That was my mind. Here, it's my heart that fell in love.
And my heart can never be selfish with her. She's happy. That's all that matters to me.
There's one problem. I have to be away from my family. That would include Khushi after her marriage.
Gripping the railings, I stared at the twinkling lights of the London night. The breeze was cold, but not chilling. My eyes travelled down on the road. Cars zooming, a streak of white and orange on the road. A yearning filled my heart to have Khushi with me, to show her all the places, not in London but all around the world. I never gave a single thought about my trips to various countries before. It was work for me. Only work. Complete it and come home with few million dollars for my company.
That changed now. Looking at the twinkling lights, I imagine her face. The excitement she would feel and would make her eyes twinkle. The smile she would grace me with. She would drag me with her to all the places with her. She would make me try every delicacy.
I want that with her. Badly.
And I can't.
You are miserable, ASR. Another comment by my mind. And pathetic. Shut UP!
My mobile beeped. Must be another message from Aman. Or my parents asking about my sudden disappearance.
50 messages. 80 missed calls. What the f**k!
Have they gone mad?
I opened my call logs. Scanned the all the calls. 20 or so from Mom. 30 from Dad. Others from Aman.
Then I checked messages. Better know what the matter was before calling them back.
From Aman. Skipped.
My eyes caught her name. Khush. I like to call her that. Her message was last on my mobile screen.
Heart beat speed up.
Breathing labored.
Got her effect on me?
I am whipped. And I like it.
I opened her message. After staring at it till my vision got blurred.
Khush
One question. Did you really mean that?
Answer truthfully.
It's important for me to know that you are not playing some sick joke.
She thinks it's some joke? My life is a joke now, after falling in love with her.
I replied.
No it's not a joke.
I love you. From a long time.
What happened khushi?
Why are you asking me this?
And don't deny. I know something had happened.
Her reply came immediately.
Khush
Yes, something had happened.
I have told you in my first message, which you have not read clearly as you are asking me this.
Read that.
You will know.
And come home. To me.
Now I had a very bad feeling inside my chest. Frantically, I swiped my thumb up, searching her message. I found it. It was dated of the next day I dropped her to her home. The day I landed here. With the slight touch of my thumb, it opened.
Khush
Arnav Singh Raizada, don't be a coward and flee from here.
You dropped the bomb on me and didn't have the courage to hear my reply.
I love you. Okay?
Drop this pathetic line, I don't deserve you, but my brother'.
I know one thing. I deserve what I want. And I want you.
I am hyperventilating now. I must in a dream. A beautiful one! It can't be in real. In real life Khushi would be making preparation for her marriage.
In my dream, now I am searching her next message.
Khush
You didn't reply. I loved the strong Arnav, not this coward.
I think I am better off without you Raizada brothers.
But I must tell you, I broke off with your brother.
I was on my way to tell that I can't marry him.
Want to know what I found? I would tell you anyway, whether you want to or not.
He was making out with your ex girlfriend, sheetal. In your cabin.
And you, uh, will not find your paper weight and glass table in your cabin.
I threw that at your brother but the glass table got in between and broke in pieces.
Her next message was the one I read first.
I don't know what to feel. Khushi loves me. I feel elated. My brother cheated on her. I feel fury so strong, I could kill him.
Go get her. That was my mind. I will genius.
But it's a dream, doesn't it?
It's proved. You are pathetic. I ignored my mind. It's not a dream mindless freak.
It won't just shut up.
I checked the date on my mobile. I checked the other messages. From mom, telling about the broken marriage of my brother!
From Aman, telling me about what happened in my cabin. He's so loyal to me.
From dad, again about my brother's marriage! Khushi's anger that she spewed not only in AR but in our house also. He is asking me to get my brother on the right track.
It can only happen in real life. My dreams are not so vivid.
I think, I told you this. Didn't I? You are too slow. What I would give to make my shut the hell up for once?
I typed a text. To Khushi of course!
I am not a coward. Don't you ever call me that!
You will get to know what I am. Soon.
Brace yourself Khushi. I am coming to India and I will not spare any second in asking your hand from your father.
Just give him a head start.
I got the reply immediately.
Khush
I know what you are. And it's all on you to convince my father for our marriage.
After what your brother did, he is not too pleased with you Raizadas.
I think you have to brace yourself, not me!
I just smiled. It will not be difficult to win khushi's father. I am his favorite already.
I made a call to Aman, who for some unknown reason was happy. I told him that I am coming back home. Then before cutting the call, he told me that he was happy for me and I knew I was not so discreet about my feeling for Khushi.
I was impatient to go to Khushi. There are so many things I want to know. How did she fell in love with me?
Why didn't she tell me? Why was she marrying my brother?
I can get all my answers. They all are with her, in india.
Few months after...
We are married now. Told you it would be not a difficult task to win uncle...uh...Papa. My wife, Khushi glares at me whenever I call my father in law as uncle. I had to be careful in my thoughts also. She knows me too well, you know. So she will know I had called her father uncle in my thoughts also, so I had to be careful. Don't want to piss her off. She can be very dangerous, but cute.
The first thing I did after landing India was to inform my family about my decision of marrying Khushi. My brother's face paled. I didn't even look at him even once. It was solely to control my urge to punch him in the face.
My mom and dad asked me if I was doing to save the Raizada reputation. I told dad in his face. I quote my words, I don't give a shit to Raizada reputation. I love her. I will marry her. Not because I want to save this family's reputation. I was silent because my brother was marrying her. That's why I went to London. I was planning to stay there permanently. So their marriage would not get effected because me. I didn't know that my brother was jerk and was not deserving of her.'
My brother opened his mouth to sprout some shit out of his mouth. He couldn't. My dad silenced him with his one hand. Then he smiled at me and asked my mother to prepare to take my rishta to Khushi's house.
It was not long that date of our marriage was fixed and I was married to my khush.
Then I asked her all the questions.
She answered them calmly. She fell in love with me when she thought I was the boy who was there see her at house. But it was my brother. That time I was with sheetal. Khushi told me that every time she visited our house, she fell a little more in love with me. She didn't tell me anything as she was unaware of my feelings and I was with sheetal. She couldn't break this rishta as she didn't have any reason to.
She told me how furious she was when I confessed and flew to London. She told me that it was the depth of my love for her that made me selfless and courageous enough to leave her, and let her marry my own brother. It was her tactics to get me to India, calling me coward. She fell in love with me more after I sacrificed my love for happiness.
My brother, my dad sent him to London. He would manage our London branch.
"What are you thinking about?" Khushi asked me as she settled herself on the bed next to me.
My arm found its place around her shoulder, pulling closer. She snuggled more to me placing her head on chest to listen to change in my heart beat due to her proximity as she has once told me. "How we got married. I love you Khushi. I want you know that. I don't want you doubt my love for you. I don't know what I would have done, if you have gotten married to Dhruv."
Her hand drew up to neck, circling her thumb, she soothed me. "Sooner or later, I would have known his nature. I was just gathering my strength to break this marriage even before you told me that you love me. With the days passing and the marriage date coming closer, I was feeling more and more suffocated and caged. Then I knew I couldn't marry him."
I kissed her forehead, feeling relieved. "I had to let you my feelings. So I told you that I love you. It was the best thing I've done in my entire life. It got me you. My Khush."
She smiled up at me and I could see myself in her eyes, the love she has for me. This was what I was missing in my life. "Yours Khush." She kissed my cheek before sleeping in my arms. And I know my world is complete.
A/N: At last its complete. Hope you all liked this TS. I got this idea while watching The Vampire Diaries. Who watches it know what I am talking about. I have to write something in which Arnav falls in love with his brother's girl. It was just plus point that Arnav is elder brother in the show as Damon is in TVD.
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