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Hey guyss , I have a story to tell or a story to " unfold ". Based on Manik and Nandani. With a twist however. Manik and Nandani will be shown much mature here ( mentally and physicially ). I hope all of you guys get on board on the journey with me because I'm so excited to start. However, on demand of YOU guys! Giving you a quick plot and a sketch. This is purely original and I request you guys to please respect my individual work. Enough of talking and let's get to working!
Nandani- An aspiring senior care nurse,an intern based on New York. Nandani's shown here being 21.
Cabir- Nandani's 24 year old pilot brother! ( twist huh 😃 ) . Is a verry social guy..verryy protective of his lil ol sis Nandani. Much of his personality will be unveiled later on.
Manik - Pilot. 24 years old and best buddies with Cabir. 😆 What more to say? Aspiring senior pilot.
Mukti + Navya - Their character will unfold later on in the story. Don't want to give much away.
Dhruv - Friends of both Manik and Nandani. Making of a future entrepreneur. Apps and all.
Aliya - Won't give much away .. Well cause then there won't be much to read in the story now wiill there?? 😛 . Fiesty and loving.
Will give you guys a quick preview and will be writing Chapter 1 here so if you guys give me enough love and comments I will absolutely continue.. Xx all the love .
Chapter 1-
" Okay, Okay Cabir .. I hope the address is correct because I've ended up in a sleek glass building that's way tooo fancy to be your apartment. Prove me wrong" I looked up at the sleek glass building breathlessly.I've done multitasking justice as my shoulders were hugging my phone, while my hands gripped on to the 2 luggages for dear life.
" I'm a pilot Nandani " Cabir chuckled. I could hear his slow laughter on the line.
" Uhh are you there..? Or should I conact James? The letters printed on the main door is 'Livenhide 15-30 ' ." Cabir questioned with a tone of concern.
I looked up and felt relieved to see exactly what should be 'Livenhide 15-30' . Tall men with seemingly old age opened the door and asked to get my luggages. I nodded.
" Cabir thank you so much. I- I once I complete my course I'll move. Oh- "
" Save it Nandani. We're blood related remember? Anything for you" Cabir stopped me short.
" Okay I'm hanging up ,we have to board. If there's anything call me or James. It's 4#2 " Cabir finished.
Sounded more like a warning.
" You must be new. Moving? I'm doorman Chris and yours beautiful? " Chris held out his hand. Normally I would feel awkward with a comment like that from a stranger but he was aging very fast, looked about 50-55 and flashed a warm smile.
" Temporarily. My brother lives here actually" I replied and shook his hand
" What's his name? "
" Cabir. Cabir Dhawan " I answered. Chris froze and his eyes staring intently.
" Quite a brother you have there " Chris moved my luggages into the elevator and waved bye. I wasn't sure how to take that, and didn't bother to ponder over it much. The elevator opened and I was faced with high walls and 4's of everywhere. I wandered for awhile.
" 4#6..4#5.." Walking and searching for a apartment wasn't a tough task for me but I sat on the sofa on the corner , short of breath. My eyes roamed and stopped quick when a tall figure remained unconscious under 4#2 . Shit! I cursed under my breath. Panic rushed thru my brains. Shit was he dead? His face remained unknown as he laid motionless on his front. His jeans and shirt smelled of an agonizing alcohol. I held in my nose from the bold alcohol entering my nose. I took hush steps towards him to examine his face. Did I know him? Did Cabir know him? I reached for my phone and hastily dialed in Cabir's number.
" Cabir..Cabir! Uh Uh there's uhh a guy in front of your door? What do I do?? " My hands were clammy and I was starting to bite my nails.
" Shit..Manik...Nandani ." Cabir's tone was the least bothered. The stranger gripped onto my legs and as strongly.
" What are you doing?? Stop..Stop!" I cried. He wasn't dead that's for sure. Cabir was on the line but didn't react. The stranger now turned his face facing me. He was beautiful. That was understatement. He had beautiful dark eyes under those red intoxicated ones. His jaw was the center of attention and I held in my breath. He was astonishingly beautiful. My legs were fighting for release from his grip.
" Aliya..Aliya is that you .. I'm so sorry . Hug me please hug me ." The stranger crying. His tears were existent and running down that beautiful jaw. My leg froze and I couldn't move.
" F*ck Nandani did he say Aliya?" Cabir came back on the line
" Yes. " I replied.
" I'm so sorry Nandani. I didn't know that he would be there on this condition. Do one thing ha? The keys I gave you open it and somehow get in and get him in. He's heavily intoxicated to say the least so he doesn't know who you are. Get him in the living room and lay him in the sofa and go to your room and unpack your things. I'll be here by midnight. And Nandani he's Manik my friend. He lives in 4#4 he'll leave by the morning. " Cabir voice trailed off somehow in the end and I knew he hung up. Cabir was busy to say the least so I didn't want to affect his work. I was standing in the middle of nowhere with a stranger tugging at my calves and I didn't know what to do.
" hug me Aliya . Huggg me " The stranger whose name I just knew ..Manik whimpered with his thick raspy voice. I took a huge gulp. He held such thick slurs. I laid on my knees now and hugged him. This guy was drunk and I had to do whatever I could do to open the door and get him in. Maniks arms wrapped tightly around my waist and his face buried in my neck. I could feel the sculpting chest muscles of his against my stomach. I took in the aroma of his, musk,wood, and heavy brandy. He smelled of pure male. The smell of his suffocated my nose. His hands started to embrace my neck shoulders.
" You smell so goood " Maniks body clunged onto my blouse when I heard heavy breaths. I broke the embrace to find him dead and sleeping. Great! I had to open this door, try to lift what seemed like a 6 ft guy as well as transferring my furnitures inside.
My luggages were now inside the apartment and I wondered how to successfully carry in a 6 foot guy. I left the entrance door wide open and pulled on to Maniks leg to drag it. It didnt't work he was physically too strong for me to drag at. I tried to openly carry his arms on to my back. Heavy breaths were lingering on to my bare back and his arms hugged me from behind. Was he actually sleeping? Somehow in the span of 10 minutes of pure hardships, I layed him on the couch. I locked in the door and hung the keys on the door. Lovely day it was! I examined the large apartment and its massive free space. Cabir had a kitchen that seemed too empty 1 bedroom taken, 1 bedroom vacant , and I guessed the 3rd was for me as it's interior were much more feminine-like in contrast to his grey walls. His apartment screamed modern and dude like. I managed to get all my luggages into my bedroom. I took a quick tour of Cabirs apartment and his awesomely massive balcony which gave a clear view of downtown Manhattan. My thoughts came to a halt when dark brown eyes flashed before my eyes. I paced back to the living room to find Manik in a childlike position. Maniks face was heavenly breathtaking. But right now his eyes remained shut and he was crying and weeping. What had happened to him? He hands trembled and his face cold. I grabbed the blanket lying on the floor in the living room and protected his body and tucked it in. My brain wasn't working and I needed a nap.
Who was Manik and why is his dark larger-then-life eyes staring at me in my dreams?
GUYS AND IM DONE YAY! If you guys want Chapter 2 leave comments down below!! I will be more then happy to continue on with the story
Nandani- An aspiring senior care nurse,an intern based on New York. Nandani's shown here being 21.
Cabir- Nandani's 24 year old pilot brother! ( twist huh 😃 ) . Is a verry social guy..verryy protective of his lil ol sis Nandani. Much of his personality will be unveiled later on.
Manik - Pilot. 24 years old and best buddies with Cabir. 😆 What more to say? Aspiring senior pilot.
Mukti + Navya - Their character will unfold later on in the story. Don't want to give much away.
Dhruv - Friends of both Manik and Nandani. Making of a future entrepreneur. Apps and all.
Aliya - Won't give much away .. Well cause then there won't be much to read in the story now wiill there?? 😛 . Fiesty and loving.
Will give you guys a quick preview and will be writing Chapter 1 here so if you guys give me enough love and comments I will absolutely continue.. Xx all the love .
Chapter 1-
" Okay, Okay Cabir .. I hope the address is correct because I've ended up in a sleek glass building that's way tooo fancy to be your apartment. Prove me wrong" I looked up at the sleek glass building breathlessly.I've done multitasking justice as my shoulders were hugging my phone, while my hands gripped on to the 2 luggages for dear life.
" I'm a pilot Nandani " Cabir chuckled. I could hear his slow laughter on the line.
" Uhh are you there..? Or should I conact James? The letters printed on the main door is 'Livenhide 15-30 ' ." Cabir questioned with a tone of concern.
I looked up and felt relieved to see exactly what should be 'Livenhide 15-30' . Tall men with seemingly old age opened the door and asked to get my luggages. I nodded.
" Cabir thank you so much. I- I once I complete my course I'll move. Oh- "
" Save it Nandani. We're blood related remember? Anything for you" Cabir stopped me short.
" Okay I'm hanging up ,we have to board. If there's anything call me or James. It's 4#2 " Cabir finished.
Sounded more like a warning.
" You must be new. Moving? I'm doorman Chris and yours beautiful? " Chris held out his hand. Normally I would feel awkward with a comment like that from a stranger but he was aging very fast, looked about 50-55 and flashed a warm smile.
" Temporarily. My brother lives here actually" I replied and shook his hand
" What's his name? "
" Cabir. Cabir Dhawan " I answered. Chris froze and his eyes staring intently.
" Quite a brother you have there " Chris moved my luggages into the elevator and waved bye. I wasn't sure how to take that, and didn't bother to ponder over it much. The elevator opened and I was faced with high walls and 4's of everywhere. I wandered for awhile.
" 4#6..4#5.." Walking and searching for a apartment wasn't a tough task for me but I sat on the sofa on the corner , short of breath. My eyes roamed and stopped quick when a tall figure remained unconscious under 4#2 . Shit! I cursed under my breath. Panic rushed thru my brains. Shit was he dead? His face remained unknown as he laid motionless on his front. His jeans and shirt smelled of an agonizing alcohol. I held in my nose from the bold alcohol entering my nose. I took hush steps towards him to examine his face. Did I know him? Did Cabir know him? I reached for my phone and hastily dialed in Cabir's number.
" Cabir..Cabir! Uh Uh there's uhh a guy in front of your door? What do I do?? " My hands were clammy and I was starting to bite my nails.
" Shit..Manik...Nandani ." Cabir's tone was the least bothered. The stranger gripped onto my legs and as strongly.
" What are you doing?? Stop..Stop!" I cried. He wasn't dead that's for sure. Cabir was on the line but didn't react. The stranger now turned his face facing me. He was beautiful. That was understatement. He had beautiful dark eyes under those red intoxicated ones. His jaw was the center of attention and I held in my breath. He was astonishingly beautiful. My legs were fighting for release from his grip.
" Aliya..Aliya is that you .. I'm so sorry . Hug me please hug me ." The stranger crying. His tears were existent and running down that beautiful jaw. My leg froze and I couldn't move.
" F*ck Nandani did he say Aliya?" Cabir came back on the line
" Yes. " I replied.
" I'm so sorry Nandani. I didn't know that he would be there on this condition. Do one thing ha? The keys I gave you open it and somehow get in and get him in. He's heavily intoxicated to say the least so he doesn't know who you are. Get him in the living room and lay him in the sofa and go to your room and unpack your things. I'll be here by midnight. And Nandani he's Manik my friend. He lives in 4#4 he'll leave by the morning. " Cabir voice trailed off somehow in the end and I knew he hung up. Cabir was busy to say the least so I didn't want to affect his work. I was standing in the middle of nowhere with a stranger tugging at my calves and I didn't know what to do.
" hug me Aliya . Huggg me " The stranger whose name I just knew ..Manik whimpered with his thick raspy voice. I took a huge gulp. He held such thick slurs. I laid on my knees now and hugged him. This guy was drunk and I had to do whatever I could do to open the door and get him in. Maniks arms wrapped tightly around my waist and his face buried in my neck. I could feel the sculpting chest muscles of his against my stomach. I took in the aroma of his, musk,wood, and heavy brandy. He smelled of pure male. The smell of his suffocated my nose. His hands started to embrace my neck shoulders.
" You smell so goood " Maniks body clunged onto my blouse when I heard heavy breaths. I broke the embrace to find him dead and sleeping. Great! I had to open this door, try to lift what seemed like a 6 ft guy as well as transferring my furnitures inside.
My luggages were now inside the apartment and I wondered how to successfully carry in a 6 foot guy. I left the entrance door wide open and pulled on to Maniks leg to drag it. It didnt't work he was physically too strong for me to drag at. I tried to openly carry his arms on to my back. Heavy breaths were lingering on to my bare back and his arms hugged me from behind. Was he actually sleeping? Somehow in the span of 10 minutes of pure hardships, I layed him on the couch. I locked in the door and hung the keys on the door. Lovely day it was! I examined the large apartment and its massive free space. Cabir had a kitchen that seemed too empty 1 bedroom taken, 1 bedroom vacant , and I guessed the 3rd was for me as it's interior were much more feminine-like in contrast to his grey walls. His apartment screamed modern and dude like. I managed to get all my luggages into my bedroom. I took a quick tour of Cabirs apartment and his awesomely massive balcony which gave a clear view of downtown Manhattan. My thoughts came to a halt when dark brown eyes flashed before my eyes. I paced back to the living room to find Manik in a childlike position. Maniks face was heavenly breathtaking. But right now his eyes remained shut and he was crying and weeping. What had happened to him? He hands trembled and his face cold. I grabbed the blanket lying on the floor in the living room and protected his body and tucked it in. My brain wasn't working and I needed a nap.
Who was Manik and why is his dark larger-then-life eyes staring at me in my dreams?
GUYS AND IM DONE YAY! If you guys want Chapter 2 leave comments down below!! I will be more then happy to continue on with the story
Kabhi Neem Neem Kabhi Shahad Shahad
