Thorns And Roses # 2 Completed # 3 Link Added On Pg 1

"Leave me alone Maan ," she said, sniffling. "I can't believe this."

"I'm sorry," I murmured.

"Sorry doesn't excuse you," she snapped, and then she turned around and yanked her wrist away from my grip.

"I can't believe this ! you're just like Arjun !"

"What? How am I like Arjun ?" I asked.

"He cheated on me Maan, and here you cheated on Sameera!" Geet yelled through her tears.

"How low could you get?"

"Geet, Arjun cheated on you because he wanted sex," I said, raising my voice too.

"I didn't make out with you because I wanted sex! There's a difference!"

"Oh really?" Geet asked, grabbing my collar with her hands.

"Then why did you kiss me huh? Maan , there's no reason other than you lusting after me!"

I felt my heart break when she accused me of lusting after her.

Yes, I found her sexy, hot, beautiful, gorgeous,

but I loved her. I didn't lust her.

I wanted to be with her... if I could spend my whole life loving her from even afar,

I would. I didn't need to sleep with her, or kiss her, to love her.

But how could I tell her that?

She still didn't know what I felt towards her.

All of a sudden it started to rain.

"Go inside Geet , you'll get sick," I murmured.

"No!" she said stubbornly. "I'll stay here and get sick."

"I was never serious about Sameera," I told Geet softly.

"I was planning to break up with her... I just didn't know how to."

"That's not an excuse the least you could have done was tell me? Maan , do you know that you've made me the the other woman in your and Sameera's lives?" she asked me angrily.

By this point, both of us were drenched, and there were water droplets all over her skin.

"I'm sorry... I know I should have told you, I'm stupid for not telling you," I said to her,

"I was scared , scared that you would go away from me if I told you that I had been with someone else. in your absence"

"Maan , you're acting like you're in love with me," she told me calmly.

"I do love you," I whispered to her, and then I grabbed her waist and pulled her towards me, as she looked into my eyes with surprise.

Her hands fell to my arms and her eyes closed, as I closed the gap between our lips.

"I love you a lot," I murmured. "More than I love anyone else, more than I love myself too."

I sucked on the water droplets that had fallen on her lips and felt her melt in arms, as she responded to my kiss with just as much intensity.

Geet broke our kiss and then took a step back before she started to laugh sarcastically.

"I almost believed you Maan ... you're a good actor," she said, and I felt like someone threw a stone at my heart. "Oh man... good one!"

She was laughing like a maniac bending over, trying to breathe hard, and I watched her in silence... too stunned to react.

"A guy like you can't love me if you loved me, then you would've broken it off with Sameera.

Does it make you proud to have more than one girl to use for your pleasure?" she asked me, and I felt like she just crushed my soul, it became hard for me to breathe now.

"Geet ," I said hoarsely, "You're misunderstanding me."

"Look Maan," she said impatiently, her expression turning serious.

"Even if you do love me, I don't know what you expect me to say to you... because I don't love you. Yes, I did become attracted to you, but I always only considered you my friend. That's it."

"Geet ..." I said softly, as I walked towards her. "I don't care what you think of me.

Whether I'm your best friend or your worst enemy, both are fine but I'll be here when you need me, always."

She scoffed. "Let me correct that," she said sarcastically,

"You'll be here when you need me, provided that I make out with you."

"What ! use your brain Geet !" I snapped,

"When you were planning to get drunk over Arjun, you were the one who wanted to get drunk. You were the one who was all over me... you were the one who wanted to kiss me, and openly expressed it! I wouldn't have even tried."

"Yeah right," she muttered against her breath.

"I bet you would have stopped talking to me if I hadn't given you any action."

"Geet ," I yelled, "You're out of your mind!"

"Just leave me alone!" she shrieked.

"I'm happier alone than with someone like you in my life!

I should have known ever since the beginning, my gut was telling me that I need to stay away from you.

I should have listened to it... why didn't I?"

"Yeah, why didn't you?" I asked angrily. "But nevertheless... I'm here. Just remember that."

Then I turned around and walked away from her, feeling like a part of me died with each step I took, until I had walked back into the building, far away from Geet .

That was when I felt like my whole being died.

Two days passed.

I didn't see anyone. I just stayed in my room.

Dev thought I broke up with Sameera, that was why I was feeling so down, and he left me alone.

I didn't have the energy to correct him and tell him that I broke up with my friend, I broke up with My Geet.

On the third day, I was laying in bed, feeling upset, when there was a knock on my door.

I got up, shirtless, expecting it to be one of the boys, and opened the door.

To my surprise, and amazement, Geet Handa stood outside.

She looked down at my chest and I saw her turn a bit red, then she regained her composure and pushed past me into my room.

I closed the door behind me and looked at her expectantly.

"Why are you here?" I asked her.

"What? I can't come here?" she snapped.

"It's hard to believe that you came here to hang out," I said to her.

She walked up to me and dug her nails into my shoulders as she glared at me.

"Maan you gave me big lectures about how I shouldn't miss class, and now here you are bunking every class, and not even leaving your room!" she snapped.

I tried to push her off me, but she held on tightly.

"Geet that's my business, not yours," I said to her.

She then removed her hands from my shoulders and threw punches at my chest one after the other, as her eyes filled up with tears.

"Ouch," I said as I stepped back, but she didn't stop punching me.

I kept on stepping back, until I tripped over my bed and fell backwards.

She didn't stop though, she climbed on top of me on the bed and kept on hitting me.

"No more lies, you promise?" she asked me, tears falling from her eyes.

"No more," I said to her softly.

Then before I could do anything or say anything more, she had smacked her lips against mine hungrily, as if she had a lot of pent up sexual frustration, struggling to be let out.

I wasn't complaining though my arm circled around her waist and brought her body closer to mine, as my other hand reached up to stroke her cheek, while my lips were busy devouring hers.

"Come to class," she whispered against my lips.

"Done," I murmured.

"I missed you," she said, and I felt her tears fall onto my cheeks.

"I missed you too," I admitted.

"Break up with Sameera too," she demanded.

"I will today," I whispered to her.

"Good," she replied, and then proceeded to kiss me hungrily, leaving me in awe.

Not long after Geet left my room and I finally got out of bed, Dev walked in and saw me smiling.

"Are you okay?" Dev asked me.

"I'm in love Dev," I said, smiling widely.

"But you just broke up with her!" Dev exclaimed sounding shocked.

"I haven't broken up with Sameera yet... I'm going to do that now," I told him.

"But... it isn't Sameera."

"Who is it then?" Dev asked, sounding completely blown away.

"Geet," I said, dreamily.

"What?" Dev asked, "Geet ?"

"I don't know how or when... I just fell in love with her,

" I said to him with a big smile on my face.

"We weren't talking for the last three days, so I was feeling bad , but she came here and now she's talking to me again."

I heard footsteps approach the room, but they stopped. Perhaps it was Adi, whose room was next door.

"You know, when Geet and I got drunk together for the first time, a week after school started, we kissed," I said to Dev .

"She doesn't remember, even to this day she thinks her first kiss was with someone else, but it was me."

Then the door opened loudly and I turned around and nearly had a heart attack when I saw that it was Geet at the door.

Her eyes were filled with tears.

I cursed myself. Why did I have to bring tears into her eyes every single time?

"When were you planning on telling me Maan ?" she asked me, as she stepped into the room.

"I'll... be out," Dev said awkwardly and then stepped outside of the room, closing the door behind him.

"Geet ?" I said, shocked.

"I left my bag here," she whispered, as tears spilled from her eyes.

"Were you planning on hiding this forever Maan ?"

" No , no Geet , I'm so sorry Geet ," I whispered, as I painfully watched the tears fall from her eyes.

I was always the reason for her pain, her misery.

I was the reason she cried. It was only because of me.

Mentally, I told myself for every teardrop that fell from her eyes,

I wanted to feel the stab ten times more.

She held my arms as if she was trying to steady herself, and she took a deep breath.

"I'm hurt Maan," she whispered. "Maan, I'm so hurt."

"I know... I am very sorry Geet," I told her, "I swear.. my intention was never to hurt you."

"But you did, didn't you?" she asked softly.

"You hurt me Maan... you know, I always thought, despite the mean things you said to me, you had a nice heart and that was just your way of teasing me."

She sniffled, and I felt my own eyes become wet as she went on.

"I thought... I thought, that somewhere deep down, there was concern for me... that you were a good guy.

I know I said you're just like Arjun, but I never believed it.

I knew, that you were too good to be like him," she confessed, as more tears spilled from her eyes.

I couldn't help it. I felt my own body go weak as she continued.

"Maan, you... you came into my life as an angel, disguised as a demon," she whispered. "You always showed me your thorns, when really, all this while all this while, you were a beautiful rose, not just thorns."

The sincerity in her voice,

the tears that fell from her eyes, the way she held my arms,

like she was holding me for the last time, got to me.

Her confession was beautiful, it was so sincere,

but the pain in her voice was clawing at me, scratching me,

hurting me more than anything.

"I feel like... I feel like this lie just... just snatched something from me. The rose that was slowly revealing itself to me, the thorns that had gone away... the lie snatched My Maan away from me," she croaked, each word of hers killing me one by one.

She called me Her Maan. I didn't know whether to smile or cry.

I didn't know why I felt like I was dying.

"Behind your mask, there was a beautiful rose, blooming. I was catching glimpses of it, dying to know more but Maan, I feel like I died before I got to see the rose," she whispered.

Then she let go of my arms and turned around to leave.

"Geet," I called out after her hoarsely. "Please... please forgive me."

She stopped and squeezed her eyes shut, her back turned towards me.

"I'm sorry Maan. I ... I can't forgive you this time.

My heart is too weak to forgive you.

I thought, all this time, I was falling in love with you, when really, I was falling in love with a lie," she confessed.

"Still, I want to say thank you for that beautiful lie, because these last few days have shown me, a dream far too beautiful to have been real.

These last few days gave me a feeling, like I had never felt before.

Thank you for being the reason for that.

Thank you so much... and I hope you forgive me."

Before I could compose myself enough to say anything else, she had left, and the tears I held back, streamed down my face, and I suddenly couldn't breathe.

She had to come back.

I refused to believe that she had just left like that.

The one girl I loved more than anything else couldn't leave me.

Yes, I was wrong. I lied to her. I hid something big from her. I only did it for her , so she wouldn't get upset, so she wouldn't freak out. In the beginning, I was afraid, but that was before I caught any feelings for her.

Once I fell deeply in love with her, I did everything for her and only her.

I broke up with Sameera right away, with no desire to continue that relationship.

Sameera had been pissed off, and I didn't blame her... after all, what kind of boyfriend had I been to her? I was constantly thinking about Geet .

I never gave Sameera any attention.

I tried again to speak to Geet, but she wouldn't listen to me.

I would see her in class, looking upset... and I knew that I hurt her more than Arjun ever had.

A week later, I caught Geet's arm after classes were over for that day, and she tried to free herself from my grip.

"Leave me alone Maan," she said through gritted teeth.

"I need to talk to you," I told her desperately. "Please Geet ."

Then I pulled on her arm and dragged her into an empty classroom,

before closing the door behind us.

"Why did you bring me here?

Why can't you respect my decision?" Geet snapped, her eyes wet.

I touched her cheek lightly and I saw her eyes squeeze shut.

I wiped the tears off her face lovingly before I held the top of her arms gently.

"I can't see tears in your eyes Geet," I admitted. "Geet, you're all alone."

"I'm not alone," she whispered. "Please Maan, don't come so close to me... I will die."

"You won't die," I told her defiantly. "You need me Geet . You need me."

"I don't need anyone," she said, raising her voice, as her eyes opened and more tears spilled.

Then she pushed me off her and turned to walk away but I grabbed her wrist from behind and walked up to her, before letting go of her, and wrapping my arms around her body from behind.

I rested my face in the crook of her neck, as my lips made contact with the skin on her neck, her back against my body.

"Maan stop it," she whispered. "Please... I can't take all this.

I need to be far away from you, or I'll wither away."

"Shh," I murmured into her neck. "Geet, I promise you before you wither,

before you die, I'll perish. I won't be able to live without you."

I felt her tremble against my body, and I knew she was silently crying.

"Why do your words sound so genuine Maan ?" she asked.

"I know what you're saying is not real... but my heart refuses to believe you're lying."

"I'll be more alone if I live in a fantasy world with you Maan," she croaked,

then she pushed against my arms, before breaking free from me, and ran out of the room, sobbing.

I watched her go, feeling my heart get crushed.

I broke her. I hurt her so badly, that she was broken beyond repair, and I knew that it wouldn't be easy to fix her again... but I wouldn't give up.

I couldn't give up on My Geet .

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