My Adoxography:ArSh-AR SS:Cross my Heart p39 pmltr - Page 12

ArSh

IN LOVE,WITH YOU

I stood watching out of the window, it happens to be the biggest day of my life and here I was not happy, my face can't express my feelings and I didn't even wanted to show it. My eyes shifted to the people who were entering our place, the women clad in heavy saris with men in suits, the children were running from here to there enjoying my wedding day but then again I wasn't the one who was happy.

I moved myself in front of my dressing table to look at myself, and yes my family and friends were correct I did looked gorgeous according to my few guys friend ready-to-kill, a smile plastered on my face as I remember the time I spent with them the enjoyment filled days the days when I didn't have to worry about anything!

But these things were not as much important for me as the feeling I was having now, my hands moved towards the last drawer as I opened it to see what I wanted to, It was just a merry perfume bottle for anyone who will see it but for me it was one of my wonderful memory a memory which just consist of me and him!

My heart fluttered as I dragged the bottle out of the drawer, holding it near my chest I opened it and the erotic smell of that men perfumed filled my lungs, my tears fell from my eyes as I just stood there relishing the memories, as how I snatched this same bottle from him, from armaan mallik!.

"Give it to me back, I just brought it today" he had shouted

"Sorry it belongs to me now" I announced, taking the lovely bottle with me, waiting for him to fight, to take it back from me. I had always loved to fight with him, no matter how little or big it was, I enjoyed teasing him, making him tensed and a bit worried about me.

"Fine! You want it, then take it, I don't care" he shouted back, as I was taken a back, I had never thought that he would react this way, but then I was adamant, I took the perfume bottle with me, and holding it near my heart, I slowly kept it in the drawer.

I smiled, as I remembered how slowly and gradually things had turned bitter between us, how our studies and the competition of who was scoring good in university came between our friendship, how his friends and mine had taken over our life so badly that we had forgotten each other, that even event of my marriage with his own brother couldn't change it.

I turned around, away from the window, as I heard the door knob turning, I didn't wanted any teasing session, specially now when my mind was occupied by his thoughts, though he was my friend, just friend but the way sometime I thought about him made me feel different, he was important to me in a different way, which no one could thing about.

"Somebody is looking ravishing" I heard, my brother Rahul, as he stood in front of me, looking handsome in his blue sherwani.

"Somebody is looking handsome too" I smiled, as I moved to adjust his collar, which was a bit out of place, as the upper button was opened.

"well, they say, like sister, like brother" he added winking at me, as he moved forward to hug me, suddenly feeling calm and on the verge of crying I hugged him back, holding him tightly, scared by the upcoming moments.

"don't be scared like muskaan, you are our brave girl" he mumbled, while I chuckled, remembering how muskaan had fainted in front of the whole crowd due to the fear of her own wedding.

"she is your wife, you can't make fun of her" coming out of the hug I told him, as he made a weird face, silently telling that he had ignore what I had said.

"Talking about me I guess, that what I can see from my husband's face" the voice boomed, as my eyes turned towards the lady in light blue saree, complimenting her husband.

"you look breathe taking" she smiled, and moved ahead to caress my cheek, while rahul smiled looking at his wife, I had always seen him smiling like a fool infront of muskaan, no wonder love did this to a guy!

"Thank you so much sister-in-law" I joked, as muskaan made a bored face, she had told me every time not to call her that, but I was adamant to tease her.

"You're welcome sister-in-law" she added, but then her expressions were changed "actually I came to tell you something" her eyes moved from me to rahul and then back to me.

"he wants to meet you" she whispered, as my eyes grew big, not from the words that came from muskaan mouth, but the fact that he wants to meet me was quite strange, it has been a year! The day when my marriage was fixed with his brother was the last day we spoke, he came to wish me congratulation and that was it, but now why he wanted to meet me!

"No, she won't meet him" rahul answered back strictly, as he looked at me, as if trying to hypnotize me, in saying no.

"Rahul, it's not about you, it's about her!" muskaan fought back, as I just tried to find out the reason inside my brain that why had he wanted to meet me

"But, muskaan'" he couldn't finish it, as I mumbled in between.

"I want to meet him" I had just whispered, as rahul came and held my shoulders.

"you aren't meeting him, got that!" according to rahul, armaan and I weren't just friends, he had always told that he had seen us with different prospect and maybe today this was scaring him, the facts that if something happens between me and armaan what will happen to this wedding? To our parents and abhi's parents respect? What will people think?

I had always thought about these questions, but today my heart wasn't allowing me to do anything, I just wanted to meet him, want to see him saying anything he wanted to me, wanted to hear his voice!

"Please, I want to" and my tears dropped, from my eyes to my cheeks, making rahul leave my shoulders.

"Rahul, we should let them meet for the last time" muskaan ordered, as rahul just stared blankly at muskaan.

"If she meets him today, you know what will happen, and she won't marry abhi at all" his voice boomed into the air in the room.

I heard him as something inside me told me that, this will happen, I quickly closed my eyes and opened them again "I will marry abhi in any case"

"Fine, let them meet" saying this he moved out, while I looked towards muskaan.

"Don't be scared, you do what your heart says, your brother is just an over protective lad, he'll be fine and then you should remember that in the end, it's all about what you want" she smiled, and moved ahead, kissing my forehead lightly "don't cry" she whispered, and then moved away to leave the room.

I sat on the bed nervously, as nothing came into my mind, he wanted to meet me, just before the wedding WHY, and wouldn't he be busy with his brother? Getting him ready for the big day! Making the last arrangements for the wedding, as my thoughts wondered, when I again felt the door knob turning! CAN'T HE KNOCK!!

"hey" he said, as he closed, the door, coming inside in the room, while my eyes stayed stuck to the handsome figure, wearing a gorgeous white sherwani, he stood infront of me, showing his manly chest, which was easily viewed by me, as his buttons were opened, his hairs gelled up, looking stylish, whereas the cologne filled my lungs.

I took a deep breath, recovering myself from the state in which I was, I didn't wanted this, I didn't wanted him to know that I had just noted him entirely, and I didn't wanted to destroy my own wedding! And I had to remember that I WAS MARRYING HIS BROTHER!!

"What are you here for?" I quickly questioned, before he himself start his speech that why he was here!

"Is this a way to talk?" he moved further, coming infront of me, making me bent my eyes down, I knew I was a bit rude with him, but then I had too.

"I want you to tell me, that why are you here? And if you have no answer then leave the room please" I whispered, as I felt his hands coming closer to me, and the he moved them towards my waist, keeping it on both the side of my waist he pulled me hard towards himself, as my both hand landed on his chest.

"What are you doing?" I gasped, as I felt him moving upward, kissing my forehead and then my eyes and then he moved, towards my nose, pecking it lightly, he moved his face away, just to find my eyes close.

"I don't want to answer what I am doing, I'm just here to tell you that get ready for our wedding" my eyes flew opened, as his words registered, in my mind, he must be joking, I was getting married to his brother, not him and for the confirmation and proof I have my own wedding card, which I had sent to my own self, just to invite myself in my own damn wedding!

"What the hell?" I pushed him away, just like a girl would do, when she found out that, the guy she had liked, and was friend with, once used to live in a mental asylum, and still the symptoms of him being mad can be found out.

"Don't scream!" he ordered, keeping his palm on my lips, while I tried to control my voice.

"abhi had ran away, two days ago, we thought he would be back, and he did came but with his wife Nikita, and then our parents decided that it should be us who should get married!" he told me the truth, as I heard the biggest joke of my life, what was God doing with me, playing around??

"How can we marry each other?" I asked, as he removed his hand from my mouth, making me feel like a free bird.

"Why what's wrong? I love you, we can marry each-other" with a shrug he told me, as I just stood registering his words, he loved me! He really did love me!

"You love me? How can that be possible! Because I don't love you" confused, with my own feeling and my own marriage event I answered him.

"Well, it's not my mistake that you don't love me shilpa, I love you, that's it" he whispered, and then I didn't knew anything, as I found myself being dragged into a deep kiss. He kissed me, like I was his oasis and he was in search of it, his lips moved urgently, making me hard to join him, i slowly moved my lips with him as he pulled me more closer to him, ending each and every space we had in between, my own hands, moved from his chest to his hairs, moving inside them, ruffling them, fueling the fire he had inside me, and forcing him to convey his whole love to me, while he slowed down, and ended the kiss.

"I guess we should stop! We have a whole night and a romantic room" his statement made me blush, I felt my cheeks turning red and heating up, while he smiled looking into my eyes, and then he moved to kiss my cheeks, while I understood why he had always meant something more than a friend, why he was important to me.

"I should get going; I wanted to break this news myself to you, want to see how you react" he finished, as he moved away a bit, while I felt something precious going far from me.

"Armaan" I called out as he turned to me, while opening the door "I love you" I mouth it, hoping that he would comprehend.

"Come here" he called back, as I went towards him, hoping that he would have understood what I have said.

"I love you too, since the time I got to know that you have my picture stick in your wardrobe door" my mouth hung opened, as I felt embarrassed, I have his picture in my wardrobe door since 3 years back, that meant! He was in love with me since last three years.

My eyes which had moved down due to embarrassment, moved to look at him, as he smiled, and blew cold breathe on them, making me close my eyes, with a smile on my lips.

"I want to kiss you badly, but I have the whole night to myself" he naughtily winked, as I just blushed, feeling how the little meeting has changed everything between us, how I had come to realize that I was in love with him.

"You should go" I whispered, as he stepped out of the room.

"I guess, I should" his smile reached his eyes, as he moved away closing the door, while I stood there standing still, I was marrying Armaan Mallik, I was marrying the person who loves me, and the person whom I love!

It has been three years to our wedding, Rahul had actually fainted while taking me towards the groom, who stood looking at me with a naughty grin, and sometime teasing me, making me remember the kiss we shared in the room, I held my cup of hot chocolate, looking at the father and the son both playing in the garden.

It has been a hobby now, of armaan and arsh, to water the plant by them, on every Saturday and Sunday. And today was one of that days, I looked at arsh throwing water on his shirtless dad, making him completely drenched in water, while armaan did the same.

I smiled and turned my attention towards the cup, finishing the hot chocolate before arsh can see; Dr.Armaan had specially ordered not to provide arsh with any chocolate, till the time he promises to brush his teeth every morning. Though I have always helped him brush his teeth, but since he was as naughty as his father, he use to ran away and from last two days the same thing was happening, forcing armaan to put this strict rule on arsh.

"mom" I felt a tiny hand on my knee, as I looked down to my son, he was growing so fast, and his blue eyes were turning more admiring as he grew, I bent down a little, to pick him up in my arms, while the wet baby quickly jumped.

"hey boy, you are all wet" I kissed his cheek, as he moved to peck my lips, another thing he had learned from his father, armaan use to do this almost each and every time! And that what arsh has learned.

"mom, milk" he sighed, rubbing his eyes, and keeping his head on shoulder, the two year old would have been tried till now, I kissed his forehead and took him inside his room, dropping him on his bed in his room, I changed his dress, making him wear a dry pair of shorts and shirt and then I ran to make his milk bottle, and coming back I handed it to him.

As soon as the bottle touched his lips, he was asleep, moving my hand on his hair, I slowly moved outside the room, going towards, mine, knowing that armaan would have been back too, as soon as I opened the door, i saw him coming towards me, with passion inside his eyes.

"armaan" before I could say anything, my back was touched to the wall, and he was kissing me hungrily, I kissed him back, moving my hands on his back and nape, making him groan in passion, as he left my lips and moved towards my neck, kissing it lightly, he took my skin in his mouth, as bit it, making me moan.

"Armaan what are you doing?" I questioned. I knew it was quite a lame question to be asked, but I had too.

"I want us to have a daughter, and I want it now!" his words held such a strong possessiveness, making me wild, I pulled his face up, from my neck and joined our lips together, conveying him that how much badly I wanted the same thing.