SidNi FF ~ Our Firsts Chapter 14 updated Page 22 - Page 6

Chapter 12 : Our First Virtual Encounter

Smiling at Pretty boy who hopes off my room I tuck the loose strand behind my ear. He really did clear my mind.

Bel curls up and lies on the comforter while I switch on my phone and see Nani's name popping up.

Nani.

And just like that the efforts he had taken to make me happy were put into a waste as all the memories ran once again on my mind. All those come back in a f**king fast second making my mood go sore, again.

Taking a deep breath I take the call, "sup sexy?" I try to sound excited wanting to hide the sadness and grief in my voice.

"hi beta, kaise ho?" I hear her tired voice from the line with familiar background on the screen. She's in the kitchen, cooking, obviously.

Even though we had chefs, Nani always insists on taking over the kitchen, and my, oh my, her food is the best! They are so delicious.

I've kinda turned into a foodie just because of Nani's food, unlike, her. My sister was this typical diet sticking girl, but yeah she had her cheat meal days, and they were like everyday. Literally everyday, she would eat some salad for breakfast but I'll find her hiding beneath the kitchen counter eating away the butter paneer with extra butter and butter naan. Now tell me how's that for a diet?

And that's just not it, at school I'll always find her at the cafeteria if she's not in the class. She'd be stuffing her face with some cheese burger or cupcakes, but being the good sister I was, I just let it slide away.

I let out a small sigh and answer to Nani, "achi hun" I fake a smile, "aap kaise ho? and what're you doing?" I ask trying again to sound cheery.

"tum mujhse kuch bhi chupa nahi sakti ho beta" she shakes her head at me with a small smile, "but to answer your question, i'm doing your, well her, favorite kheer" she answers showing the kheer in the bowl.

"you guys haven't changed that tradition, have you?" I say seeing the her face again. "kaisa hai?" I ask when I see her tasting it.

"just the way she wants it" she replies smiling sadly. It's been a while seen we've spoke on video calls. Her face looks aged, her eyes looks tired yet she always has that smile that immediately make anyone fall in love with her. "aur pata hai kya maine almonds bhi nahi dala"

She had a huge allergy with almonds and being the opposite twin I was, I love almonds. Even though almonds are good for her health, she had those skin and oral allergy, so almonds were a big 'no' for her.

And the tradition I was speaking about was whenever it's her... death anniversary, we made a promise to ourselves that we won't mourn for her death, instead we would cherish the memories we made with her. On the day we would make a her favorites foods, and we all have to eat that only, we would dress in her favorite colour, which is baby pink, we would watch her favorite movies, we would- basically we would live like her for the day, reminiscing the moments she shared with each one of us.

Last year on this day, I was broken. Not only this day my twin sister passed away, but approximately 365 days back, on this day, my heart broke, by my so called 'boyfriend' and 'bestfriend'.

I remember Nani standing by the doorway not knowing what to do, stop her granddaughter leaving, or handle her daughter crying. I remember dad trying so much not to cry but he broke down so badly when he saw mom cry. I remember my chachis standing giving a support hand to my chachas. I remember bua handling another bunch of crying kids, my cousins. I remember them standing there, with guilt on there faces.

I miss them so badly, and it hurts so freaking badly!

"ahh Nani, I miss you so much" I say my voice cracking, "I miss you all, I miss papa, I miss mama, I miss everyone and I miss her" a small tear falls on my cheek as I speak.

Nani picks up the phone so that it's facing her directly, "agar tum hame miss karti ho toh phir laut ayo na, laut ayo hamare pass" her voice cracks.

I shake my head in a 'no', "no Nani, aap jaanti hai ki main yeh kyun karroun... woh meri behan thi aur main uski sapna puri karungi, aur main kushi kushi karungi, toh telling me to came back is not a conversation we're having" I state to Nani who lets out a defeated sigh.

The past year she has been trying a lot to convince me to go back to India and continue the life I was living there. I was done when that incident took place a year back, I made my decision very quickly that one moment I was in back in my room crying my eyes out and in the next I was in the plane riding to start my new life, a beautiful life.

That day broke me so much which made me take the haste decision. I still regret that decision but... i'm also glad that I took it. If I had not that I wouldn't have had an identity to myself. I still would be known as another twin of the Patel couple and their other twin raped so f**king badly which led to her death. People back there gave me pity and I didn't want that, I wanted love and unfortunately the ones who gave weren't there with me, one had left the world and the other shut himself from everyone.

"beta" Nani's called out, "mera samne rona mat, aur tu jaanti hai we don't cry for her, you know that right, don't you?" she says and that's when I notice the tears rolling down my cheeks.

I sniff a little wiping my tears off, "main... I won't cry Nani" I state firmly but the pours in my eyes betrays me.

Taking a deep breath, I try to hide my cracked up voice. "BTW Nani? What is this?!" I exclaim showing the bracelet to the camera, changing the subject.

Nani eyes shines as a grins widely, "he gave it to you?" she asks surprised.

I nod "yesterday" I smile thinking of the things happened yesterday. God it truly was a roller coaster. We were about to kiss. A small blush raises in my cheeks as the picture of him standing at the door of my room, with his chiseled abs full on show. I remember how his hair was messed up in a big mess making him look damn sexy.

And somehow just like that our mood changed. He has that power to lighten up everyone with a smile, the fact that I adore the most about him.

"ahh I knew it!" Nani exclaims pulling me out of my thoughts.

"huh?"

"mujhe pata tha, yes! I knew it!" she speaks with her voice lacing happiness and... victory?

"Nani kya bol rah-" I was cut by one of our happy squeals. My Nani was truly a child in a elderly women's skin.

"mujhe pata tha! YES!" she fist bumps in the air as she jumps clapping her hands.

"Nani" I giggles at her actions.

"maa?" I hear her voice. My short laughter stops, my eyes widen as I hear footsteps heading in Nani's direction.

"kya karrai hai aap?" I hear her voice again as I see a small shadow like figure.

"main woh... woh... " Nani tries to pick up words as she laughs excitedly. But my mind is still stuck in her voice.

It's her, isn't it?

"kisse baat ho rahi hai?"

"woh Roshni se" Nani answers, her lips set in a wide grin.

"Roshni?" I hear her voice again. I don't know why but hearing my name from her made my eyes to tear up.

"haan Roshni, baat karoghi?" Nani asks taking the phone in her hands.

"no- nahi maa... aap.. aap baat kar... aap baat karlo... main room main jaati hun" I hear her voice again, having an edge to it.

"par Du-" I see Nani saying but is cut off when she sees her. Nani sighs and turns to me a small frown on her once smiling lips.

"Na- Nani" and now my own voice cracks, "w...woh... m...m... Mama thi, na?" I ask.

Nani nods her head, "haan beta teri hi mama thi" she answers.

"kaisi hai?" I ask worried about her health.

Nani smiles sadly, "teek hai... par tujhe bohot miss kar rahi hai... there's not a single day she lived without talking about you, jab bhi dekho teri hi baat kar rahi hai" she says.

I try to ignore Nani's words trying to show how much it had an effect on me but it was clearly plastered on my face by the tears, that I miss her.

"Papa?" I inquire.

"study main, aur woh bhi teek hai, bas teri aur uski yaad main duba hua hai"

"uski?" my eyebrows furrow slightly.

"teri behan, aur kaun?" she lets out a sigh.

I nod at Nani wanting to shut the emotions but I just couldn't. Even though each year we spent this day celebrating her life, I won't lie by saying that I hadn't cried. I cried super badly each and every year. And my only support was my parents. The whole day I would be with them and... that gave me the strength to get through the day and head on with life.

But now everything's changed. I've moved from there, into a new country, away, away from all of them. And today I have no one, well obviously except for Bel, him, my friends and Si- yeah only Bel, him, and my friends.

Siddharth doesn't knows about her, and neither do the sisters nor Cabe. I've actually spoke about her to Bel and being the good kitten she is, she listened to me intently, not disturbing me.

"uh muffin?" his voice cuts me off my thoughts. I look up to find him standing at my doorstep with a tray in his hands.

"sorry to disturb you but I have them" he says walking in slowly into my room.

"kya?" I ask wiping my tears off which earned a frown from him.

"muffins, aur kya" he sets the tray in front of me, and I see a mug with freshly filled coffee with whipping cream and all that stuff, caramel frap. Along with it were fresh muffins, just the way I wanted.

"thanks pretty boy" I say smiling at him. And I think that I'd be able to add him to the list. To rephrase my thoughts, him, Bel, the sisters, Cabe and Siddharth will always be with me as family, supporting me through thick and thin.

He nods wiping off the lone tear on the corner of my eye. He gestures towards the phone and moves his head subtly to the door, his way of telling me to continue with a call and he'll wait outside. Smiling a little I nod at him.

He turns to exit my room but stops when he hears Nani's voice. "who is that?" she asks.

My eyes widen. Shit!

"is that Siddharth?!" her voice lacing amusement and surprise.

Double SHIT!

What should I do?

Should I lie to her and say no- no she saw his hand that's why she asked... hmm can I just say that the sisters and Cabe were here and it was Cabe...

No then she'd want to speak with them so I can't use that lie to her.

What should I do? Should I let him speak with her? Then she'd think that somethings going on between us, well except for friendship, nothing is.

What should I do?!

Yep I know, I should lie to her and say it's him and not Siddharth. And he had come to visit me for a few days. Yeah that's what I should say.

But before I could speak he came in the view of the camera so that Nani could see him, "Hi Nani, kaisi hain aap?" he wishes smiling at her.

Why would you do that, pretty boy? I think wanting to ask him. Cause I really don't know what would Nani think, I mean she would take it in a bad way. But my doubts were cleared when I heard her voice.

"Hi Siddharth!" she exclaims waving her hand at him, "main achi hun, tum kaise ho? aur khayal rhak rahi ho na meri natni ki?" she asks.

I stare at Nani thinking why should she add the last part. Why Nani, why?

He lets out a small chuckle before crouching, "main teek hun par sirf ek machar hai mujhe bohot pareshaan kar rahi hai... aap dejiye mujhe koi solution use machar ke liye?" he speaks teasingly smiling at me and Nani.

"wha-? main machar hun?" I accuse looking at him.

He smirks at me, "haan kyun, nahi ho tum machar jo hamesha mujhe pareshaan karti hai?"

"main?! main machar hun, really?!" I hiss at him. He nods his head innocently with an annoying smile plastered on his face which actually earned him a hard punch on his stomach.

"ouch muffin" he places his hand on his stomach. I really did give a hard punch. "it hurts" he states.

"never underestimate the power of a common woman" I smirk at him with a little wink on my own.

He narrows his eyes at him before his lips breaking into a small smile as he rubs his stomach. His smile turns into a grin when, I think, when he remembered yesterday's events.

Well yesterday after receiving the bracelet, after having our almost kisses and all that sexual tension between us, we kinda cleared it out with a laughing fit we were in. We ate dinner with a friendly conversation lingering in between us and when we were eating we were watching Chennai Express. And now I just kinda twisted one of it's dialogues and quoted it.

"you're a halwa wali?" he raises his eyebrow winking at me. Without an accord the corners of my lips pulls up in a smile.

God we're so cheesy!

I come up with a reply but was cut off very badly when I heard Nani's squeal.

"Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god!" and here we go again. She starts to squeal again, clapping her hands smiling life crazy as she sets the phone on the counter. I see her jumping before walking away yelling.

Oh no! No No No!

"Sam! Sam! offoo woh toh yehaan hai hi nahi... wait Akansha! Akanshaaa! jaldi ayo idar" she yells.

"oh god NO!" I groan falling back on the bed closing my and face palming myself.

"um... something's up?" I hear him beside me looking at me confused.

I sit back up and pat the spot next to me. "yeah it is!" I say looking at the screen hearing hurried footsteps. I groan again letting my head rest on his shoulder as he was sitting behind me.

"what's going on, muffin?" he ruffles my hair letting out a deep chuckle.

"well-" I was again cut off by the squealing of my 18 year old cousin sister looking at the screen.

"OMG! OMG! OMG!!!" she chants repeatedly before she starts to screech jumping up and down.

"I told you, didn't I?!" Nani's voice speaks, excitement in it's peak.

"OMG! YESSS! YESSS!!!" I see Akansha fist bumping the air as she giggles. Her eyes looking at the screen. "Daadi aap rukiye main abhi ayi" she says before running away.

"be quick" Nani says still smiling widely.

"Akansh STOP No! Urgh!" I again groan because I know what she's doing.

"should I be worried?" he asks as I lift myself from his broad shoulders.

"very much" I nod looking at the screen hearing now a couple of pairs of footsteps.

"OH MY F**KING GOD! WHAT THE F**K?! ARE YOU F**KING KIDDING ME?! OMG!!!" I hear my other cousin sister cursing at the phone as her eyes widen like saucers, her jaw hanging down letting a lot of curse words, which earned a slap at the back of her head from Nani.

And that's my 17 year old cousin, Kiara. I couldn't see her face clearly as the scene shifts as the phone is snatched away from her.

"EXCUSE ME!" she swears again. Leave it to her to keep a silent peaceful home.

"phone idar de" I hear yet another voice of my another cousin sister. "main bhi dheku jiju ko" her face appears on the screen. "Hi di" she speaks, "hi jiju"

Oh NO SHE DID NOT!

"uh hi?" he speaks confused as hell with an amusing smile on his face.

Great, just great!

"nice to meet you, jiju" she says smiling at the screen.

"jiju?" I mouth to her, raising my eyebrow at her.

"nice to meet you too" he says slowly processing everything.

"main aapse ek baat puchu?" she asks innocently.

"uh sure" he scratches his head looking weirdly at me as I shake my head vigorously in a 'no'

"jiju, meri di bed pe kaise hai?" she winks at us wiggling her eyebrows in a teasing manner.

She freaking DID NOT!!!

God WHY?!

"GunGun main tujhe sach main mar dungi! Dayan!" I hiss at her.

"oh ho di, acting mar kar. Mujhe pata hai that you get all excited" she rolled her eyes at me. "aur tujhe kya problem hai, main jiju se poochrahi hun, batao na jiju, kaise hai woh?" I hear my family laughing at us, well me!

And that my guys is my 22 year old sister, Gunjan.

"uh" he scratches his head again, looking at me and the phone then again at me. "mujhe kaise pata hoga?" he says sounding not so convincing.

"kaise nahi pata hoga, jiju, tell us na" Gunjan says and Kiara jumps in the screen.

"YES BIL TELL US! HOW IS SHE IN BED?!" she yells.

"yes jiju batao na hame" Akansha hops in.

I see Nani giggling behind them as these three idiot hover the screen.

"um am I..." he clears his throat, "am I supposed to answer that?" he lowers his voice so that only I could hear.

"unfortunately, otherwise these three will never ever leave you" I mumble at him glaring at my sisters.

Oh I'm so getting back at them for this.

"uh well" he clears his throat again, "uh...she snores" he offers.

"I do not!" I object looking at him.

He diverts his eyes from the screen to me, a small smirk forming, "yes you do muffin, main kal raat dheki thi"

He just did not tell that in front of-

"OH MY GOD!!!" and they start once over again.

"he stayed over"

"in your home"

"you guys slept together!"

"Oh My God!!!"

And the 'OMG' chant continues.

I really do think that they've born with some technical defect in their brain. I mean they just had implied that Siddharth and I did the deed and now they're squealing because they were informed that he stayed the night in my home.

Sometimes I really can't cope up with them. And my savior is no where to be seen. I look at the screen intently hoping to find him but no such luck.

"Nani" I shout ignoring my sisters giggles. "Aayu kahaan hai?"

Before Nani could speak a figure takes over the screen as phone gets picked. "aapki Aayu yehaan hai di" he speaks flashing me a toothy grin.

"oh god Aayu bacha le mujhe in loggo se" I plead.

"have no fear, when your favorite brother is here" he winks at me running out of the kitchen. And that is my 18 year old brother saving my ass from the evil sisters.

"HEY!" I hear Akansha shouting as she runs behind him.

"Ayush mujhe jiju se baat karni hai!" Gunjan tries to run but is stopped by Nani's warnings. "fine, I won't run" she mutters walking.

"Aayu! GIVE ME THE PHONE! I WANNA TALK TO JIJU!" Kiara runs along with Akansha but Aayu being the best brother he is doesn't stops and keeps on running around the sofa.

As he tries to jump over the couch, Akansha yells, "oh no you're not!" and jumps over his back making him crash on the couch with Akansha on top of him. "give me that" she snatches the phone from her brother.

"OH I'M COMING, GIVE ME SOME SPACE GUYS!" Ki jumps over falling on Akansh and on Aayu, not wondering that she's using an innuendo right there.

"GOD! get up! you guys weigh a ton!" my poor little brother groan underneath the duo laughing their asses off.

"no we're not" the both say in unison and jump on his back again earning a deep grunt for him.

"urgh! di! help me!" he whines trying to get up.

"I feel so sad for you bro" I say holding my heart, faking sadness as I laugh.

"haww! DI! I did this for you and-" he cuts off showcasing a hint of disappointment in his voice. He shakes his head in disapproval. "it's time for payback, di", my eyes widen.

He can be the best saviour but you can't trust him when he says 'payback'. Every time he uses that word on some person, lets say that the person would be embarrassed AF. He wouldn't stop, he'll only finish when he's satisfied.

"don't! you're on my team" I warn him knowing he's gonna say something really unwanted right now.

"jiju" he lifts his head up looking at the camera.

"what's with these guys and 'jiju'?" he whispers behind me his face is having that amusing smile.

Not wanting to answer him I let out a frustrated breath. My brother's voice again pulls my attention so I look at the screen.

He has this evil smile plastered on his face, "you know what jiju, I think my di deserves a punishment for not being a good girl so I really do hope you punish her so badly inside the confines of your walls, well of course no one wants to hear you, right?" he pauses for any objections and then continues, "anyway I really hope that you rock her so bad that it's difficult for her to even stand up for the next whole week, you get that jiju? and yeah please don't forget to spank her all the time, my di is very very VERY kinky!" he winks at us.

What. The. Actual. F**K!

He really didn't say that, did he?

Oh My God, Aayu! WHY?!

The other line cracks up and all we could hear was laughter by everyone present there on my shocked face. I really wanna crawl into the phone and beat the hell out of my little brother.

Bro, I love you but we're gonna have a little chat with my fists.

Why, Ayush, Why? You're the only one who stands with me. Oh God, why?! This so f**king embarrassing for me.

Wait I mentioned we, didn't I? OH GOD!!!

I suppress the urge to groan as I turn my face to look at him. His lips parted, his eyes widen. An unreadable expression on his face as they change. From confusion, to surprise, to amusement, and again surprise and what not!

"and yeah jiju" Ayush's voice peaks up as he pauses for a second, "also don't forget that my di is a shouter, she shouts really badly so keep up your tactics to shut her up, if you know what I mean" he winks and laughs seeing my disappointed and shocked face.

"Aayush!!!" I shout, "i'm gonna f**king kill you little prick".

"see jiju, Aayu is right" Akansha speaks hi-fieing Ayush. "she's a shouter so you better keep her mouth filled with something else" she laughs with the others.

First off, EWW! And second off WTF! What the actual FAWK?! Have they really gone mad? Do I need to book rooms for them in the hospitals? God this is way too embarrassing!

"bache" I hear Nani's voice finally. "leave your di alone and Aayu if you want your jiju to do all those things to your di, you better cut the call and give them the time" Nani laughs.

"not you too Nani" I whine as my family is literally ganging up on me.

"yeah sure Nani" Ayush chuckles, "bye di, jiju don't forget, keep it kinky" he winks.

"and spank her from time to time" Akansh speaks up earning a death glare from me.

"and A LIL' TIP, TRY HANDCUFFS!" Ki winks at us.

"and yeah take care of my sister" GunGun says smiling at us. Finally something not involving doing the deed. "oh yeah I was talking about the after effects from the 4th round you'll have, take care of her jiju" she smirks.

"Gunjan!!!" I shriek, "i'm so gonna kill you guys!"

"we love you too sis, and next time we call give us spice news, yeah?" they all laugh at us.

"jiju don't forget the spanking!" was the last thing we heard before the line went dead.

Those brats! URGH!

"what did I just witness?"

Oh no!

chapter 11

So sad. She lost her sister in a tragic way. Hope those culprits got punished. She still blames herself.

chapter 12

She has such a wonderful family. Why did her mother not talk to her though? The siblings were a total riot. All those suggestions for jiju.

I missed the chapters since the title still mentioned 11. Thanks for letting me know.

Chapter 13 : Our First Token of Affection

"what did I just witness?" were the first things to leave his mouth.

Oh. My Freaking. God!

Can someone please tell me how am I supposed to respond to him? Not few seconds back my cousins just ganged up on me and embarrassed me to the core. In. Front. Of. Him. Siddharth! My CRUSH!!! My Mother Freaking CRUSH!!!

They've seriously gone mad, I mean who would do like that? God i'm so embarrassed!

First Nani started to squeal, then she called my cousins and second they all ganged up on me. They started to imply that we're together and those freaking idiots gave 'tips' to pretty boy on how I enjoy s*x.

Dude I was like, you guys are my sisters and brother and it's so f**king awkward with them talking about my s*x life, which clearly doesn't exist.

Yet I can't actually ignore the fact that they lifted up my mood. And I can't help but feel happy that they're not angry with me. I really thought they would ignore me and be angry at me for leaving them, all of them. But they actually understood the position I was in and why it led me to make the haste decision back an year ago, they understood it and accepted me with open arms.

And i'm so thankful for that. The past year not only I was in contact with Nani, monthly once or twice, us the whole gang were constantly on WhatsApp groups or conference video calls. There were rarely days when I didn't speak about my life to them. They really are close to me and... they're my everything apart from my own parents and well... him, oh yeah Bel, Jen, Qui, and Cabe as well.

"muffin, care to explain me why they were calling me as 'jiju'?" he asks his voice laces with amusement.

I turn to look at him after switching my phone off. His hair ruffled in a sexy mess, his chocolate brown orbs shining as his lips were pulled up in a huge grin

They called the handsome hunk beside me as 'jiju'. A small chuckle escapes from my lips I remember his face when they called him 'jiju'. As much as his face showed uncomfortableness, he was mostly amused by the fact that my cousins addressed him as brother in law. I remember how awkward it was for him when they spoke about the way I'd like to the deed.

They really do ship us, don't they? I bet the next time I call them they'd be ready with a ship name for us. Even though that ship is so not sailing.

A grin appear on his lips as he looks into my eyes, matching my facial expression. I try to suppress the urge to laugh but fail miserably as we spit out the laughter building in us.

**

"thanks pretty boy, this is amazing" I speak my voice muffled as I chew on the chocolate muffin he had brought.

He ruffled my hair in response and drops himself beside me on the couch. Bel leisurely sprawls herself on his broad abs as she finally finished the climb on him. He chuckles letting Bel vibrate with his chest. He rubs the spot beneath her chin, urgh that's her weak spot. She'd immediately fall for that. And she already fell for him on the fast meeting.

Just like her owner.

I can't choose between the two living things in front of me on who is more beautiful. The handsome hunk, who has pink rosy lips, which I bet are soft, sharp jawline, mesmerizing chocolate brown eyes, long eye lashes, dimples when he laughs or even smiles, red cheeks when he blushed, yesterday, his dark hair hanging messily on his forehead. Or my white Persian kitten, who looks up at him with her big doe eyes, her lips moving as she 'meows' in relief.

I watch him as he plays with Bel, who curls up more and more into his muscular chest.

Ahh I so wish to switch places with Bel.

"is that so, muffin?" his voice perks up letting me release out a groan.

His lips forming a wide smile, his eyes shining onto mine with affection found in his eyes, with a pinch of playfulness.

"shut up" I mumble punching his stomach.

"ouch" he chuckles ruffling my hair. "I understand bhai to never underestimate the power of a common woman" he gives out a cringe joke but I don't know why that brought my lips up.

I roll my eyes at him and move forward to grab Bel, trying to stop to showcase my wide smile.

I touch her soft fur and wrap my palms around her only to get a annoyed sound from her. Confused I look at her. She's sleeping. She sleeps super less for a kitten but when she does, she shouldn't be disturbed.

"she's slept" he speaks caressing Bel's white fur. Something about the way he is with Bel makes my heart go warm. They're so cute. "main atihun" he nods at me, getting up from the couch.

He carries her, his eyes looking at her with affection filled in them. Yesterday was the first time he had ever met Bel, and now they already seem to behave like best friends.

And it was just weeks since I met him, I mean yes a year or years to be precise but on a regular basis, it's just been weeks. And within this matter of time he's entered my life everything's changed.

After his entry in my life, every single aspect of my life has changed. I shut my old self due to several reasons and somehow he brought them all back. And only he could do it. I let him easily into my life.

He somehow fixed the broken parts of my heart.

And now it's in his palms, as he molds me into my old self. The one I used to love and hate at the same time.

The one who couldn't save her sister.

If I had known it beforehand I would surely not fought with her. I swear I'd give up everything to be in her position at that time. She wanted to live. She wanted to prove it to the world that she could. Unlike me she had plans with her life at a very young age.

But isn't she the one has suffered?

I take a deep breath seeing her face in front my eyes. She was so beautiful. No one could tell that me, the dark girl with a selfish character was her twin sister who was the total opposite of her, a bubbly girl with an amazing character.

I let out a chuckle remembering her face glowing up whenever she sees Nani bring us our favorite cupcakes to our room. We love, like love cupcakes that Nani bakes for us. Nani is really the best cook in this whole world.

I remember the time when Nani had baked our favorite chocolate cupcakes and had brought for us. We were doing our homework at that time, sitting together, beside each other. We also had this arts homework and the bowl of water was resting it's ass on the corner of our study table. And by now i'm sure you've guessed it out. She literally leaped from the chair giving a nice shove on the table making the whole of water to spill on the assignment we've been trying to complete for days, like days. Along with that went my personal diary, which was really close to me.

The punishment she was given by me was amazing, feed me her hand-made chocolate cookies for a month straight, be my own butler for a week and many more for murdering my personal diary, it had many memories of mine back then.

I let out another chuckle remembering her face when she shed tears as I fell down from the stairs which somehow gave me a concussion kinda thing and it got cured in a week or so. She was so scared that I was gonna leave her. She was with me cuddling with me the whole week I was admitted in the hospital, kissing me from time to time, along with him. We made the hospital go crazy.

Not only did the two brats stay with me the whole time, they would rob all my 'hospital' food and give me my favorite snacks. I know it isn't good but we were kids at that time. We used to stay up all night cracking jokes, laughing our hearts away when I should be resting. We made numerous pranks on everybody there.

We were the best pranksters during our childhood.

The time when we drove with our parents our the best moments. Weekly once or atleast monthly once, only my parents, my sister and I, we would go on a long night drive on the outskirts of the city. The both of us would always fight calling shot gun on of the luxury car my parents' owned, seeing our childish quarrel, Mama and Papa would be in such a mess by the end of our trip.

Mama and Papa.

I let out a sigh thinking about them. I know that I have to be with them now, as moral support... but I don't know if I meet them now... I don't think so I can revert back to acquiring my goal... her goal...

I didn't know that I was crying until soft fingers wiped them off. Sniffling I look up to find him standing with a cute frown forming on his lips, like he doesn't appreciates when I cry.

He lets his head rest on mine as I wrap my arms on his stomach, wanting a hug from him now.

He lowers himself on the carpet so that we're eye level and pulls me more to him.

I don't know how but I really can vision her in front of my eyes, half standing and half sitting on the stool placed on my kitchen, with a cupcake on her hand, eating it away... watching me... hugging him with a teasing smile on her face.

If she was here, after this moment pretty boy and I share, she'll really pull me into a hug... the hug where two kids jump enthusiastically, they're lips set in wide toothy grin, their eyes wide in happiness as they enjoy the moment with her twin sister.

Just like the hug when we had convinced our parents to take us, her, him, and me on short vacay trip amidst our final exams. Only difference of the hug is that he'd be squashed in between us, struggling for his breath.

I let out a small laugh when I literally pictures us three doing our hug. And a small sob when I miss making memories with her. And a small sigh as I know she can never come back again...

My emotions are all over the place. I don't think so I'll be okay anytime soon.

Each and every year, on this day, I'll obviously be sad, I'll be crying but for my parents I'd return to my old self within few days but now... I don't think so...

"it will be okay, muffin" he asks rubbing my back, pulling me towards him. The reassurance in his hug somehow tells me that everything is gonna be okay, that he'd set everything okay.

"yeah" I reply snuggling more into his warmth.

"I-" he was cut by the ringtone of his phone. Breaking our hug, he picks up his phone from the pant pocket with one hand while his other one still lingered on my waist, rubbing it.

I didn't mind it though. A small smile made it's way to my lips as I look at him, looking all so soft and tender.

"yes" he answers the call moving his hand away from my waist to up face. "it's me" he smiles at me tucking away the loose strand behind my ear.

"yep" his smile gets wider as he caresses my cheek with the back of his palm, his eyes looking at me lovingly.

"yeah" he trails off wiping the lone tear from the corner of my eye. "mhmm" he traces my jawline with his knuckles, his eyes locked onto mine.

"yeah get back to me on that" he replies lowering his gaze to the smile on my face, which automatically makes him smile more.

I'm sure as hell he isn't even hearing what the other person is trying to say.

Moving his fingers lower, he slowly places it on my lower lip. I take in a sharp breath as he rubs my lips softly. Shivers after shivers run down my spine as I move more into his touch.

"Mr. Khurana?" I hear the other person calling for him but he doesn't reply. He simply leans slowly towards me, his eyes looking at my lips.

My eyes widen, heat rise on my cheek as I comprehend on what's gonna happen.

Is he gonna kiss me?!

"hmm?" his fingers slowly move to my nape, pulling me closer to him in the process.

As he is moving closer to me I could clearly her what the other person is saying. "can you hear me, Mr. Khurana?"

"hmm" was the only response from him. His lips move closer to mine, making my gaze shift to his lips.

"Mr. Khurana?" I can hear the man is trying to keep up his patience.

"yeah" his lips hover mine.

"what the hell is he upto?" I swear I heard that man muttering curse words but they weren't acknowledged by the person in the question.

His lips come dangerously closer to him making my eyes close.

"MR. KHURANA?!" the man shouts from the other making the both of us break apart. He jumps back and falls on the floor, banging his ass on the hard tiles while I jump on the couch, pushing myself on the soft cushion.

"ouch!" he utters trying to get up from the rug he'd fallen on. I sit properly to assess a damage on him. Not that bad.

He is still lying on his back, groaning while placing the phone between his shoulder and his ear. His hand is pressed onto his hip as he sits up, groaning again. Like a typical old man.

"what?!" he grunts sitting up. I try to set my lips into a thin line trying to suppress my laughter.

He narrows his eyes at me, challenging me to go on and have a laugh but his lips were curled up in a sweet smile.

"yeah... I'll be there" he sighs rubbing his side. "yes... i'm fine" he says standing up but only to fall again on his ass as he trips over the carpet.

I burst out in laughter seeing him. "pretty boy" I choke out laughing, clutching my stomach.

He growls at me and stands properly without falling on the ground again. "yeah" he grunts rubbing his side while walking towards me, his eyes narrowing at me. "sure, I'll be there, Stace" he drops his body on the couch, beside me making my laughter to slow down.

"urgh" he groan stretching his limbs.

"are you okay?" I ask suppressing my laughter.

"I swear muffin" he shakes his head.

"what?" I ask innocently, pouting.

His brown orbs watches me, pink lips formed in a cute smile, "tu na"

"I know main bohot cute hun" I blow a kiss towards him returning the favor by ruffling my morning mess.

"unfortunately, princess" he pecks my cheek before getting up from the couch making his way to the kitchen.

Princess.

It's the way he calls me each and every time he addresses me. He always treats me as one just as my sister, who he addresses as his queen.

Something which I didn't appreciate during my childhood but now I do. He was so in love with her that he blocked everyone except me for consecutive months after her withdrawal from this world. And for years he only kept to himself, his close circle, which is his family, me and my family but mostly me.

As much as it was a hard work for me to change him back to his old self, it was the same hard work for him to pull me out of the newly formed shell around me but sadly that shell was formed again an year back.

He calls me princess just because i'm beautiful like a princess and during our childhood, I would call him a prince. Lame, I know but we were children at that time.

Even now we address each other like that, mainly him. I sometime call him as prince but I know whenever I call him that he misses her more so I call him with another nickname.

"muffin" he calls out for me making me break my trance.

"yes?" I look upto him to see that he's changed to his formal wear which he was wearing yesterday. The white shirt was a bit crumbled but he was looking way too good in them.

"mujhe office jaane, I have an meeting today-"

"yeah okay" I cut him off thinking that he won't spend the whole day with me sulking, right? "gimme 5 minutes I'd be ready" I say getting up so that I can get ready for work.

"tum kahaan ready horahi ho?" he asks throwing his blazer over his shoulder.

"kaam aur kahaan" I shrug.

"kaam?" he asks and I nod to him, "no muffin, you're taking the day off today."

"what? kyun?" I ask.

"kyunki main bolrahi hu" he raises his eyebrows at me, taking a step in my direction. "and no I won't take an rejection in answer, you're taking the day off today, I'll speak to Lucas aur waise bhi i'm the CEO, muffin. You're my employee and you've gotta listen to what I say" he says with a small smirk.

I roll my eyes at him and then sigh, "fine pretty boy, I'll stay at home" I agree to him cause arguing with him is not a good option.

"that's like my good girl" he ruffles my hair making me pout at him. Pecking my cheek he heads for Bel's room.

**

"bye muffin, i'm just call away" he speaks softly as we stand on the entrance of my building.

"I know, pretty boy" I smile at him while going in for a hug. "thank you for being here with me this morning... it means a lot" I say as his strong arms wrap around me.

"anything for my muffin" he smiles pulling me closer to him.

I rest my head on his chest, hearing his heart beats. They are beating in a rhythm and I bet mine is also having the same pace.

"mujhe chalna chaiyea" he pulls back from the hug, and cups my cheek. "i'm telling you again muffin, call me if anything happens, you know I'll be here the very second... you know that, right?"

I answer by kissing his cheek which earns me a wide grin and a faint red to be plastered on his cheeks. He closes his eyes when my lips linger on his cheek.

"I get it, you do" he whispers his hands moving to press my hip.

"thanks pretty boy" I whisper back moving back so I can look into his eyes, which are still closed.

"anytime" he whispers again.

I furrow my eyebrows and place my hands on his chest feeling his heart beats now, "why are we whispering?" I ask him in a whisper.

He chuckles before striking me with his dark brown orbs.

"pata nahi... but I like it" he rubs his nose with mine, pulling me closer. "I like this" he lets out a sigh of relief looking directly into my eyes.

But his eyes looked vulnerable, like they want to say something but at the same time they didn't want to let it out.

He takes in a deep breath and only then I notice the beating of his heart, it's fast. "and..." he starts, he bites his lower lip stopping from what he has to say.

"and?" I prompt him to continue.

"and..." he takes in a very deep breath again, "and I..."

Wait, is he confessing his-?!

Is he?

Wait What?!

I try to calm my heart beat and nervous by taking small breaths but fail miserably. He notices the widening of my eyes and chuckles.

"and" he speaks again, I notice the vulnerability of his eyes gone now, they were filled with affection and... love?.

"I-" he was cut off by the ringtone of his office. He groans slightly and moves his hand to his pocket and presses the button to silent his phone up.

"I what?" I ask wanting to know what he's been meaning to tell me.

He bites his lower lip again and talks, "I like-" I swear i'm gonna kill this person who's interrupting us for god knows what.

He groans and stifle his mouth by pressing his lips into a thin line preventing the curses to fall out, unlike me where I curse out loudly, which blesses me with his deep chuckle.

He takes his phone and outwardly curses now when he sees the caller id.

"yes" he answers. "Stace I told you that I'd be there" he speaks. "fine, i'm on my way" he grunts and cuts the call.

"i'm sorry muffin but i've to go" he smiles guilty at me. We both know that we were enjoying the moment between us way too much.

"that's okay, pretty boy, jao, after all you're a super hot, handsome, all dashing-"

"you forgot sexy" he winks at me.

"yeah sexy CEO and I dare not keep you all to myself... so shoo, get away" I push myself away from him only to be pulled in again, "go conquer everyone's hearts which you already do, pretty boy" I smirk at his reaction.

His cheeks turn red along with his ears. "true that" he agrees kissing my cheek.

"tch pretty boy, I told you go conquer other's hearts not mine" he furrows his eyebrows cutely at me. I move closer to him so that my lips are against his earlobe, "cause you've already done that" I kiss his earlobe before backing out from his strong arms.

His eyebrows shoot up in surprise, his eyes widen in amazement. "what?" he asks.

"goodbye pretty boy" I shove him out of the door so that he is out of the building.

"bye muffin" he replies still having that wide grin. Shaking his head he turns towards the road where my always first love is resting his ass.

He looks at me once more and smiles more when I shoot him wink and a flying kiss. Turning again he walks away, with a contented laugh.

"i've fallen so hard for you, muffin".

The two sisters were so close, its still very painful for her to live her life. She misses her big time.

Chapter 14: Our First "Who Was That?" Moment

"urgh" I shake my head trying to avoid those haunting memories which hung in the back of my mind like it's a part of me. I tried so much to avoid it but I just can't.

"leave me alone" I whisper to no one in particular and push my head into the fluffy pillow. I let the unshed tears to fall on the soft material.

"please" I groan out shaking my head and heading out of my room, wanting to do anything but go through it all once again.

I can't... I just can't.

I settle down on the couch with Bel already sleeping on the hand rest. Smiling to myself I rub her fur with one hand, and the other feeding me the muffins Pretty Boy had bought for me.

Shortly after Pretty Boy left my home, Jen had called me asking why hadn't I come? Was I feeling alright?. Even though she's my now bestfriend, I just couldn't tell her what had happened this day years back. I don't know why but I wasn't that comfortable blurting my past to her, breaking down during the video call going on.

On contrary to what had happened this morning. Not only did break down in front of him slightly, I was also rescued from an upcoming panic attack. If it was not for him, I would surely be admitted in the hospital now, cause every year, this day I have them at the worst. Usually my parents are with me and my family with me, my attack calms down in an hour mostly.

But with Pretty Boy being in here, I hardly had the symptoms. I felt way too comfortable with him just like with my family.

He's family...

I swear from where did that thought spring up but, is he?

Before I could ponder on the thought the ringtone of my phone broke the comfortable silence I was sitting in.

I see his name along with the picture I've assigned for him pops up the screen of my phone. There we are, us three, me, my twin sister and him, on the school grounds, our faces lit up, we grin widely as we lay on our backs on the muddy floor getting all but dirty. Ahh that day was one of the best.

That day school had finished quickly, so we all did run to the playground and had the best of fun in there. We played many things, like many, which somehow included water fight and wrestling, to which of course he became the looser for us and we became the winners.

I slide the green icon, accepting his call. His face appears on the screen as the face-time starts. "hey" he wishes softly looking at me with a small smile.

"hey" I smile back at him not wanting his look to break me apart.

My heart softened at that sight of him. His light blue eyes were puffy and red, bags underneath them. His cheeks along with his nose is red. His lower lip was swollen showing that he bit onto them not wanting to cry to which he obviously failed.

It's one of his habits which he has tried a lot to quit but couldn't. Whenever he wants to cry he'll bite his lower actually not wanting to spill his tears and will end up biting his lip to an extent that he'll actually taste blood.

"kaise ho?" I ask him biting the inside of my cheek.

"zinda hoon" came in his reply along with a dry chuckle from him making me stare blankly at him.

"sudreghe nahi" I say shaking my head at him.

"hmm" he scoffs silently, "kahaan se sudrunghi, woh yehaan nahi na... phir kaise..." he whispers making my eyes sting.

"par main hoon na" my voice cracks looking at the tears rolling down on his cheeks, "god! Ajju! please, please don't cry" I say but my words get betrayed by myself as my own tears roll down.

"i'm sorry princess... but I miss her... so much" he bites his lower lip again.

"don't please." I say wiping my tears. "uske liye... she won't like it if we cry" I say with a sad smile.

"hmm, hame toh hamesha madam ki sunni padthi na" he smiles at the faint memory of my twin sister ruling us both with us receiving all the scolding along with her tantrums.

"yaad hai, ek din ham dono use chod ke we ate ice cream jab woh bimaar thi" I say remembering that day.

"oh god, yes" he groans as even he remembers that day. "I swear even mumma had never scolded me like that... woh bomb thi yaar... I wonder agar woh ab zinda hoti toh kaise dhikthi" he smiles, shaking his head.

"obviously hot." I answer. "If me, the dark girl, the unlucky one, the undeserving, the ugly twin has turned into this" I point to my face and my body, "then socho woh kaise hogi. Even during her teen, hot thi meri behan" I say ignoring the voices at the back of my head shouting the same things again, breaking me again.

He narrows his eyes at me before taking in a breathe, "pehle baath, haan teri behan hot thi, like bohot hot okay and if she... if she is alive she'd be the death of me."

"I know" I playfully roll my eyes at him. "she'd-" I was cut off by him.

"I didn't finish, Princess. Dusri baath who told you that your were the dark girl? who told you were ugly? huh? and the unlucky one?! Roshni maine saalon pehle bhi bola, phir bolrahi hu aur tab tak bolunghi jab tak ye baat tera pagal dimag ko samaj ata hai.

You weren't the dark girl, okay? Agar koi bhi meri Roshni ko dark girl bulage na toh bhagwaan mujhe maaf kardo main uski aise ki taise kardunghi ki uske mom use pechaane mushkil hojayege.

And Princess, you ugly?! Like really babe, ugly? aur tum? you're one of the top models in the world okay. Aur beauty na chehre aur body se nahi ata sirf dil se ata, aur mujhe meri Princess ki dil kaise hai achi tera jaantoun. My Princess has the purest heart, usko na zyaada kuch nahi chahiyea sirf aur sirf pyaar. Aur that pyaar, there are many people in this world who adore her, aur main use line main first kadi hu, to fill your heart with all the love and happiness you deserve."

"Ajju it's-"

"don't interfere Rosh, main baat karoun na" he cuts me off with a glare. I let out a sigh knowing that he couldn't be stopped. "aur kya kahaa tha tumne, unlucky? Unlucky huh? Okay yaar samjho ki tum unlucky ho, phir why are you smiling? why are you being happy? why are you receiving love from many people? Agar tum unlucky hoti yeh sab toh hota nahi na. If you're unlucky you wouldn't have your family by your side. If you're unlucky you wouldn't have me. If you're unlucky then you wouldn't have met your Pretty Boy in the flight, in the dance and definitely not for the photoshoot."

Of course he'd bring in Pretty Boy into this.

"so for heaven's sake, Stop it. You aren't unlucky, you aren't the dark girl, you aren't the underserving one and for f**k's sake, you definitely aren't ugly okay?! I'm telling you this one last time, agar tum meri princess ke baare main aise baat ki na, sach main tujhse kabhi bhi nahi baat karunghi" he finishes with his infamous death glare and deep breaths.

I sigh knowing that arguing with him will only aggravate him more. "I'm sorry..." I apologize seeing him with a cute pout on my face.

His eyes soften from my expression and the tears streaming down my face, "I love you Rosh... please you're the only one left for me... don't you ever speak like that... okay?" he pleads with his own tears on his cheeks.

"I won't and I love you too" I smile looking at him.

"it really isn't us if we don't argue in the first 10 seconds, is it?" he has this goofy smile matching my expression.

"ham kabhi bhi nahi sudrenghe" I wink at him.

"fine mujhe ye bata" he wipes his tears and continues, "how's everything going on with Pretty Boy?" he wiggles his eyebrows at me and I give him a flat look for calling Siddharth as Pretty Boy. "sorry sorry" he raises his hands in surrender, "us naam ka tho sirf tera copyright haine" he winks at me.

"tu na..." I narrow my eyes at him smiling widely making me smile in turn.

"I know main bohot sexy hu" he winks again receiving an eye roll from me. Laughing lightly he speaks again, "fine jokes apart, kaise chalrahi hai mera ship?" he asks and I dive into the development in his 'ship' which is so not sailing.

Ajju, aka my bestest friend, aka my dead twin sister's first love, aka my boy-self, aka the odd man out in our trio, aka 'ArNe' ki 'Ar', aka one of the lead businessman in the marketing business along with a fashion tag line, aka the guy who has girls falling in their knees for him, aka never looks at any other girl, aka who still loves my twin, aka loves me but not in love with me, aka the person who calls me as princess, aka my prince, aka the person who I can always trust on, aka the person who always gives me a shoulder to lean on and finally the person who I can never ever lose.

Is that an enough description for this idiot? Nah, it isn't. I'd end up writing a novel series if I start on my idiotic best friend/

"OMG really, that bracelet?!", "what are your motives young lady?", "I swear if he steals Bel away from me na!", "is he hotter than me?", "urgh the sexual tension", "just KISS already", "god guys, just grow a pair and kiss na", "wait, really? aww he's way too soft for you", "OMG those idiots did that?! serves you right", "oh the embarrassment", "Guys just get married!", were few of his comments.

"Rosh, he's such a keeper, he blushes dude!" he gushes. "I don't think men blush but when they do.... it just means that they've fallen for that girl, so badly" he states having a distant look in his bubbly yet handsome face.

"acha? speaking from experience, are we?" I raise my eyebrow at him smiling at best friend. He shrugs struggling to keep his lips from not smiling. I remember the time he used to blush tomato whenever my sister used to touch him, only in a friendly way.

He sticks his tongue out at me with a sly wink of his own. "your behan was the best dude-" seeing my narrowed eyes at him, "I mean you were also best par woh ek percent tujhse zyaada hai"

"haww" I pout angrily at him, "and what do you mean by were? am I not the best now".

"you are! you are the best babe" he lifts his hand up in surrender, "you know I wanna live" he states making me roll my eyes at him.

"idiot" I mutter, "anyway kya chal raha meri best friend ke zindagi main?" I ask.

"well you know the usual, 'Ajju aka your stalker taking over the stock market by thousand folds', 'AP aka RP, the cold hearted model's best friend beating her crush's company by securing yet another deal which might have been in his company's advantage', and 'Mr. Rock Solid Abs, Mr. Steal Your Girl With His Dashing Light Blue Eyes, Mr. Pink Soft Lips, Mr. Defined Cheekbones, Mr.-"

"stop it dude" I cut him off and look into the mischievous glint playing in his eyes and the playful smile.

" 'Mr. Arjun Patel' maine wahi bolna wala tha" he states.

"sure you were" I squint my eyes at him in a accusing gesture yet I couldn't resist the urge to smile at my best friend.

"I was, 'Mr. Arjun Patel getting millions of love letters both as a soft copy and a hard copy each freaking day with a shameless flirt of an assistant and a seducer of a boss' "he shudders lightly, "you know the usual" he finishes.

"and where is this Arjun Patel?" I ask playfully.

"right in front of you, my majesty" he winks at me.

"yay me" I cheer unenthusiastically. "bewakoof, don't you dare ever change, samjhe?"

"yes maam, I'll always be your loyal servant" he agrees and bows his head down making me laugh at him.

"and yeah I'll always remember the way you order your dream snack time treat which I've given you like a thousand times, and that is" he takes a deep breath before continuing, "one scoop of chocolate chip cookie dough in the bottom, one scoop of cookies and cream on the top, one scoop of chocolate and another scoop of vanilla in between them, everything topped with crushed m&m's, sprinkles and chocolate sauce, all put together in a waffle cone. A nice fresh crisp drink of champagne, along with your crispy chili cheese chicken sandwich. And preferably along with the champagne a nice cup of hot chocolate"

"Ajju-"

He holds up his finger at me, "uh I'm not done yet, yeah and a nice slice of Mumma's lasagna, of course with mom's handmade momos, and Nani's rajma chawal and yeah Gram's chicken tikka. And..." he pauses for a few second before his eyes light up, "how can I forget it, your best friend's handmade double chocolate chip muffins, vanilla flavored muffins and yeah my best, blueberry muffins. Did I miss anything?" he thinks, "ooh yeah, an iced strawberry shake, and yeah that's it" he finishes with a proud smile.

"you still remember that?" I ask. He nods with this huge wide smile making me euphoric that he remembered all this when I had blabbered to him on a drunk night. "urgh stop it na, you're making me miss you so much now" I pout.

It's true it's been almost three months since we met. When I had first shifted here, he was with me in Paris. He helped me with my apartment and my work before he had to leave after a month to his home, Netherlands. After that he'd visit me once in two months, but the last three months he was busy so he couldn't visit me. Guaranteed we're constantly on face times and texting to the other almost all the time, but I still miss my best friend.

"aww, don't worry babe, once I grab this deal from your crush, I'll be at your doorstep the very next second", and right at that second I heard door bell ring.

I squint my eyes at my best friend, "nope, not me" he lifts phone showing the surrounding, "I'm still in the confines of my cozy bed" he says. "better hurry up, it might be lover boy" he winks at me and give blank look.

"I'll be back in sec" I tell before placing my phone on the couch, beneath the cushion and head to the door.

Taking a look at the peephole, much to my surprise and Ajju's advantage I find Pretty Boy standing.

"Pretty boy?" I open the door looking at him, "tum yehaan kya karre ho?" I ask.

"well um... I um... brought you these" he admits sheepishly presenting a brown paper bag.

"kya hai isme?" I ask taking the bag from him.

"khudi dheklo" he smiles at me.

I open the bag and immediately I'm hit with the mouth watering smell for a freshly made chicken sandwich and muffins.

"oh my god! you got me muffins! again?!" I exclaim clutching the bag to my chest.

"I just... I mean I thought you might need them, again" he bites his lower lip before continuing, "well it was just a reason"

"reason?"

He nods, "I wanted to see you and um... I wanted to be with you" he shrugs.

"what about your work?"

"well I'd rather choose spending some time with my favourite person than attending those boring meetings" he grins widely.

"aww" I gush engulfing him in a hug, "thank you, Pretty Boy" I circle one arm around his torso, as my other is still holding my snacks. "come on in" I say moving back.

After latching the lock to the door, I turn to see him settled in the couch, with a confused expression as he could hear some noises.

Wait noises? Oh shit, Ajju!

I speed walk to the couch and pick my phone before he could see it, "I'll be back in a second" excusing myself I rush into my room.

"what are you doing?" I ask the guy who is still busy making kissing sounds.

"well you guys won't do anything, I'm just giving y'all a headstart, maybe set the mood" he shrugs.

"Ajju! I'm gonna kill you!" I scold.

"you know you can't lie to me" he catches my fake-glare earning an eye roll from me. "anyway, I'm gonna go now, tum jao, tera Pretty Boy wait karra hoga" he winks.

"Ajju! Stupid!" my lips betray me as a small smile creeps onto it.

"fine, kal call karna, aur haan mom dad se kehne ki I'm missing them so much, and they have to come and visit me agar nahi toh na main agli flight leke vahaan pohanch jaoungha, okay?"

"okay" he laughs. I always call his parents as mom and dad just like the way he calls mine. After bickering for a minute on who is their favorite child, I move to exit my room.

"bye babe, I love you" he shouts before ending the face time.

"bye, I love you too" I chuckle before placing my phone on the kitchen counter and move to the living room. And the sight I'm presented with melts my heart.

"hey" I speak making Pretty Boy look up at me. He had Bel in his arms, and was making cute kitten sounds.

"hi" he smiles a little before looking at Bel again.

"woh sorry I ran just like that" I say sitting on the couch.

"nah that's okay" he says, rubbing Bel's chin.

I look at his attire and find myself biting my lower lip. He torso covered in a crisp grey shirt. He matched them with grey pants and his black shoes. I saw the grey coat discarded on the handrest of the couch.

"is everything alright?" I ask him. He's been quite since I returned from my room.

"yeah" he gives me a nod but doesn't look at me.

"no something's wrong, I can tell that by looking at your face"

"sure you can" he says dryly before pulling Bel closer to him.

"what's wrong, Pretty Boy?"

"nothing, Roshni, I was just thinking something" he replies. I frown at him for calling by my actual name rather than Muffin.

"well what are you thinking?"

"I was thinking that how good of a liar you are" he states still not looking at me.

"excuse me" I was taken aback slightly from his response. What did I lie to him about? "I am not a liar".

"you are. Saying you're single but you're in deep in love with this boyfriend of yours"

"wait what? Boyfriend?! I-" I stop as sudden realization struck me. "he is not my boyfriend. God where did that idea come from" I groan chuckling under my breath. "I am single, Pretty Boy, he is not my boyfriend".

"yeah and I'm having my fifth child with Kareena Kapoor" he states with an eye roll. I give a blank stare. "fine, who was that then?"

"mera dost"

"yeah and that 'dost' will send you kisses and would confess his love for you"

"what's wrong with you Pretty Boy?" and only then I see the strong emotion his brown eyes are holding. "wait are you jealous?" I ask with a small smirk forming on my lips.

"no, I'm not. Why should I be?" he refuses to look at me when we exchange words.

"you are. You are so jealous" I say the smirk growing wider into a full smile.

"I'm not. And you know what, I shouldn't have come here only" he places Bel on the floor who runs to her room.

"why? because you think that I'd find that you're jealous"

He sighed before getting up. "think what you want, Roshni, but I'm leaving now." He heads for the door completely forgetting about his coat.

"wait you're-" I didn't to finish the sentence as he looks at me in an intense gaze.

"enjoy your your meal" were the last words before he left, leaving me smiling like an idiot in my apartment.

"you were jealous, Pretty Boy" I bit my lower lip looking at his coat. Before I could restrict my brain I reach out for his coat and slip my hands into it. His coat is way too big for me. His warmth and his scent lingered around me as I hugged his grey blazer closer to me.

Standing up, I walk up the mirror on the wall. "no I'm not jealous of that friend, Muffin" I try to imitate him by lowering my voice. "I'm just jealous that you have the man of my dreams pursuing you rather than me. You know my soft side for men, don't you and phir bhi you steel them from me. That's not fair" I cross my arms just like how he does it. Letting out a laugh I twirl in the coat, smiling widely.

Biting my lower lip I make my voice deep before speaking, "and you what, i'm more jealous of your curves, and your sparking beauty. No don't glare at me, it's true your super hot, I mean my hotness is merely just a percent before yours. I know that you'll argue with me about my abs, my smile, my eyes, my- basically everything beats you but no, you're more beautiful than I am". I finish before bursting into laughter.

And when I turn back, I freeze.

Like literally, freeze.

Yep you're right if you guessed that Pretty Boy is standing in front of me trying his best not to laugh.

"..." I open my mouth but couldn't find any words to greet him with.

"yeah I'm finally gonna leave now" he suppresses the laughter building in him by biting his lip. "since I've got this" he winks as he clicks something on his phone.

Wait, did he record me or what?!

"did you-"

"yes I did" he admit smiling mischievously at me, "and don't worry I came for that but I got this instead" he points at his coat, me and his phone. "and no I'm not gonna delete it, this is payback for yesterday, Muffin" he smirks at me before turning back to exit.

Yay, we're back to Muffin.

"wait, you're coat" I move to remove the coat hesitantly as I loved the feeling when I wore it.

He shifts his head so he could look at me, "nah have it. It looks good on you and you look freaking hot in that" he winks before finally leaving.

Is it just me or am I getting the feeling that he likes me?

Did she live in her sister's shadow? Feeling inadequate compared to her?

Of course he likes you. You havn't figured that out yet?

Jealous Sid was so cute😘🥰

Love this ff❤