Chapter 11
"Well, this is.. FUN" I stirred the non-alcoholic drink in my hand again, terribly bored. Armaan, who was busy dancing with all the 'hottest' girls of this party, had just come back for a drink, looked at me.
"You're SO boring." He smirked, and I looked at him offended. I was, too, a good company, wasn't I? I mean Rahul enjoyed my company, before of course we fell apart, I thought sadly. Nikita and Muskaan are always trying to pull me into someone 'fun'. I had no idea what their definition of 'fun' was. But, Dadi enjoyed my company, and snoopy too. I wondered for a moment and stared back into his eyes. I was seriously boring! As usual, Armaan understood what I was thinking and bend over to touch my shoulder, taking me by surprise.
"Ease up a bit. Relax, if you want to have F-U-N." He told me something I was not able to comprehend. I looked at him as if he was talking a different language all together. He found my expression hilarious, of course.
"I will tell you how you can ease up." Saying so, he hinted me to wait just a second. Curiously I waited him bend over to call the bartender and whisper something to him, while he nodded silently. Then Armaan looked at me with his piercing gaze and dazzling look, taking my breathe away. My body stiffened, when he bend to look into my eyes. He came closer and closer, and reached for my hair band, and pulled it open.
"Better" There was something different about the way he looked at me right now, something weird. It made me uncomfortable.
"Hey!" I looked at him, surprised, as he nicely threw the hair band away.
"Shh. Now drink this." Saying so, he handed me a drink. I eyed him curiously.
"What is this?"
"Something that will make me... FUN"
"And you expect me to drink that?" I mean I know him since what? 5 hours? And he expects me to drink what ever he gives me? I am boring, but definitely not stupid.
"Riddhima, listen to me!" He touched my shoulder, making me look into his eyes.
"Do you trust me?" He demanded for an answer.
"Nope." I shook my head, still surprised.
"Good." He nodded in agreement.
"Now, drink this." He commanded. I gulped. Should I, or should I not? I wondered.
"How do you expect to enjoy something, if you don't try it?" He answered my unasked question. In that moment, I decided to give it a try.
"Fine." I looked at the drink one last time, and then drank it all, struggling to push it down my throat. The liquid burned my throat, as I swallowed. Automatically, I could feel my body relaxing down a bit.
[Armaan]
I watched her carefully, as she slowly finished the drink, and looked at me. But this time the way she looked at me was different. A small smile played in the corner of her lips.
"Hey! This is.. good." She said, swaying from side to side and I realized that she was gone for good.
"I need one more." She pushed the glass towards, demanded for one more.
"Uh, no!"
I had enough of troubles for a night; the last thing I needed was a drunk Riddhima by my side.
She stuck her tongue at me, in response, and then turned towards the bar tender.
"One more drink, please." She pouted cutely.
"Armaan, dude." Harry, my friend came and sat near me, observing the actions of a weird Riddhima.
"What is wrong with her?"
The bartender handed over another glass of alcohol immediately and she gulped it immediately. This is not going to end well, the horror struck me suddenly.
"Wohoo!" She threw her hands in the air, hopping up from her seat.
The next few moments, I realize now, were completely about to change my life.
Riddhima stood on her feet, slightly unstable, looking straight into my eyes. A fire ignited in me, as her jet black eyeballs looked right into my soul. Her hands moved up slowly, and then began pulling the zip downwards.
Harry's jaw dropped open at that.
"Aw, shit! She's stripping!" I jumped up, trying to stop her, horror-stricken.
"Sexy." Harry's eyes popped open at the scene in front of him.
"She's gonna kill me." I covered my face with my hands, thinking of a way to get her out of here.
"Sexy."
I opened my eyes, to find her gone from the scene of crime. Oh, shit! I started looking around, to find her in the middle of the dance floor, on the platform. Oh, shit!
"This is for those, who think that I am boring." Her moves were seductive, being thrown at my direction. I found it hard to breathe at that every moment. The thoughts in my mind were blurred.
"Oh, snap out of it, Armaan!" I kicked myself mentally and rushed towards the platform. Let me tell you, it was not a very easy task to reach Riddhima. She was surrounded by a bunch of wolves, all ready for hunting, but one thing that none of them but only I knew: she's different.
"Guys, excuse me!" I pushed aside the hefty male figures, managing to get a hold of her. As I gripped her hand, she pulled them out, frowning.
"Ooh, Armaan!" She smiled at me, and wrapped her arms around me. Left over thoughts went over my head immediately.
"Riddhima? You're drunk." I told her.
"SO?" She pouted.
I thought for a moment. She had a point. SO what?
"So, nothing." Intensively, I held her by her waist, and pulled her towards me. She was surprised for moment, but smiled at me immediately. If she wants to gets drunk and seduce someone, better seduce me, than any other random guy who doesn't even know her.
It took me only seconds, to get lost in the moment, with her in my arms. And the rest is a memory; memory I will forever cherish.
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[Riddhima]
Sunshine streamed in through the window, disturbing my sleep. I slowly opened my eyes to find myself in a hotel room. My head throbbed real bad. I tried to remember how I had landed up in this room. What exactly had happened? The memory was blurred.
The last thing I remember is Armaan in the middle of the dance floor, with a nearly naked chick, his hands all over her, I memory I did not want to remember. What happened after that? I struggled to retain that bit of my memory.
Tits bits of memory came rushing back to me: Me in Armaan's arms, his eyes nowhere else but on me. This fingers lingered around my waist, and he didn't let go of me. When I tried to remember any more, my head hurt more.
"Oh god!" I held my head, unable to endure it anymore.
"Take this. You will feel better." He sat near me on the bed, I recoiled slightly, remembering a bit of the memory I did not like.
When I did not respond, scared, he took my hands and handed me the medicine. I looked at him this time, realizing that he was trying to help.
"Thanks." I looked around for a glass of water, none. Immediately, I saw his hands appear, offering me a glass of water.
"Thanks." I mumbled again, taking the glass of water. It suddenly that Armaan was unusually quiet right now.
"Um, what happened last night I asked him?" He looked at me, surprised for a second, and then looked away.
"Um, uh.. you got drunk and did some really crazy things." That scared me a bit.
"What 'crazy things'?" I asked him, afraid.
"Dancing like a maniac on the dance floor, for starters." He suddenly sounded amused.
"But you were.. FUN." He chuckled.
"Nothing bad?" I asked him, still scared.
"I wouldn't have let you." He told me simply, taking me by surprise again.
"BUT.. you're dance." Seemed like he was trying to remember my moves, and then he chuckled again.
"OHMYGOD!" He laughed.
"Shit." I held my head again, as it began throbbing again.
"You should rest. I will get you breakfast." He got up from the bed, and looked at me. I smiled.
This expressions were tight. He looked away and left. All my attempts to remember something were in vain. I wanted to know what had happened last night. While trying to recall something, I drifted off the sleep. I had nothing to worry about.. I was the safest person right now.
Edited by Heart - 13 years ago
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