IPKKND FF - Where Happiness Lives Part 10 Pg 95! - Page 19

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Chapter 3 - Imperfections

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She ran away, as fast as someone who wanted to turn back could. She could feel the heat of his touch lingering along her skin, sending jolts of electricity along her entire form. She needed to sit down. Suddenly, the room full of noise and people and distractions seemed like a safe haven. Sifting her way through the crowd, she spotted a lone chair near the corner and sat herself down, forcible making her mind absorb the thundering music and lights. The display, playing around with her mind, taking it off of the thoughts that made her tremble.

She spent the next few hours trying her best to distract herself from his thought, so lost in the view in front of her that she did not notice the set of prying eyes watching her every move.

Shyam held on to Anjali, but payed her no heed. Not when Khushi was looking the way she was. He had tried to look away at first, for the sake of people around him becoming suspicious, but he did not care anymore. All he wanted, was the sight of her.

His eyes twitched as he saw a black clad form step infront of his line of sight. Arnav.

Shyam sighed loudly, annoyed that he couldn't see her anymore, but not worried. He knew how much they hated each other. He was probably there to bother her again, probably ask her to leave.

Little did he know, it was that very intensity between the two of them that had torn Khushi away from him.

***

She wasn't looking at him, she was lost somewhere in a sight off at an angle to where he was standing.

"Khushi?"

Her eyes flew open, staring out with a look of shock and fear plastered over every feature of hers. She looked like she wanted to melt out of sight, disappear in to thin air to avoid this conversation.

She turned to face him, her knees quivering against the seat, telling her that standing up would probably not be a good idea.

"Y..you?" she stammered, looking around for an exit. There were plenty of ways to run, plenty of space to make a dash. But she did not trust her legs.

"I need to talk to you" he said softly.

The way he had said it made Khushi not care about the weakness in her knees anymore, she wanted to run away. She didn't care how much of a fool she would look doing it.

She stood up swiftly, and strongly, surprising even herself with her confidence. But a single step had her buckling towards the cold marble floor.

He caught her.

His warm hands pressed against her bare stomach as she fell forwards on to him and he supported her weight. The touch making her flush a bright red, not visible in the dimly lighted room. She breathed heavily as she pushed herself straight and before he could make another sound, she rushed away from him, towards the corridor that led outside.

***

"What the?" he exclaimed, as he found her slipping away from his grip in less than a second. How did she do it? Either she moved lightning fast, or she seemed to slow down his senses whenever she was around.

Letting out an exasperated sigh, he followed her steps.

He saw her walking away from him, looking back hesitantly over her shoulder and quickening her pace. She didn't want to face him, she needed to sit down some more.

"Khushi wait!" he called as she complied, stopping in her tracks and letting her dark saree sway around her body along with her long hair.

"I said I need to talk to you" he called, waiting as she started to move away from him.

"DAMMIT KHUSHI JUST STAY PUT FOR A MINUTE!" he shouted, making her wince as she started to pray to her Devi Maiyya, stopping again as she realised she didn't have a choice. He would find a way to talk to her someway or another, there was no point in running.

He caught up to her in the corridor.

"I need to talk to you about earlier tonight" he whispered against her as she looked up to finally meet his eyes, unsure of what was to come.

He stood frozen for what seemed like a long time. Staring out into space over her eyes, lost in thought over what he wanted to say. It seemed so easy in thought, to just let it go. Tell her what he had been thinking for so long. What he had repressed inside of him for fear of what it would leave him as. Slowly, she had eased that fear, because there were times he realised that all he wanted was her. And nothing else mattered.

But actually doing that, was alot harder that he had imagined.

He opened his mouth multiple times, only to close it again for fear of lack of words. How do you start something like this?

Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up! She thought as he stood in front of her. With every passing second, she could feel her knees get weaker and weaker. She could tell from the way he was looking that this was hard for him to say. And whatever it was, it was different from what he was used to. It was like he was worried of her reaction, which is not what normally bothered him, and that excited her. Could it be? Could it possibly be that he was going to put into words how she felt about him? All this time, after all this time pretending it was nothing, maybe, just maybe, it was everything to him.

She didn't mean nothing, she meant the world to him. All she needed was to hear him say it, and she knew she would go flying in his arms, forgiving him for all the hurt and all the pain. Because he could give her more happiness that the entire world put together.

Her heart started to pump loudly, butterflies in her stomach jittering up against her abdomen, making her feel awfully wheezy. She watched a determined look flash across his eyes as he opened his mouth to speak again, and she couldn't help but smile before she heard him.

"Nothing"

Her smile faltered.

"It was nothing, so don't go home imagining that there is something between us. You don't matter to me. You never have, and any little ki..." he stopped, registering the pain in her eyes "anything that happens isn't going to change that. Understand?"

She tried to speak up, try and throw it in his face how he had been the one to throw everything her way, how dare he act like this was all her? How dare he act like she had been the one to make all of this happen? She had been innocently decorating the poolside when he had come up to her out of nowhere. How could he?

But she could not find her voice.

She was numb, down to the core. The only feeling, the saline droplets of wetness making their way down the skin along her cheeks.

She looked up at the man standing before her and found that she didn't have any sympathy. So what if it was difficult to say? SO WHAT, her mind screamed. That did not give him the right to treat her like he had. Use her like a rag doll, playing around with her emotions like they had meant nothing.

She tried to put it all into words and throw them back at him, to hurt him as much as he had her, but she found she could not. It hurt too much.

As the image of their kiss played across her mind, a quiet agonising moan escaped her lips as she threw her arms up at his chest and shoved him away before turning on her heel and running.

He stumbled from the force, wanting to retrace his words through time. Go back and change it. Say what he had intended to, instead of the useless, meaningless words he had uttered.

He felt his heart shatter with every broken step she took away from him making him realise something only Khushi Kumari Gupta could make him feel.

That he was wrong.

***

He stood watching the door in front of him, ashamed of the way he had acted a few days ago when he had, standing in the exact same spot he was standing in now, taken her heart and thrown it away in the dirt.

Hurting her, over and over again, was more painful for him that he had thought. He used to feed of off things like that, other peoples misery made him feel good. It made him feel like he was in control, but with her, every time a tear formed in her beautiful eyes, he felt like the weakest man on earth, for not being able to take away her pain.

Everything was so similar to that night, the music blasting away in the background through a decorated hall. Gleaming lights blinding those who stepped into the room.

He stood with his family, waiting for the Gupta's to arrive for the sangeet and he watched the door, with bated breath, to see her.

He wanted to know she was alright.

He found himself flying down the corridor when the doorbell rang, to open the door to an enthused Buaji. He tried to be polite, saying hello to every one of them as they filed into his house.

All but one.

Where was she?

"Khushi?" he muttered slowly, causing Payal who was the last to enter to turn around surprised by his misplaced concern.

"Ji Arnavji?" she inquired.

He looked up, surprised that someone had heard him.

"Where is Khushi?" he asked again.

"Khushi..." Payal looked around uneasy "She, wasn't feeling well, and she said she couldn't come" she said slowly, hurt in her eyes at having to leave her sister behind. Khushi had insisted every one go, she just couldn't do it herself.

Catching Aakash's eye, she smiled and walked towards him, leaving behind an empty man in her wake.

***

Arnav looked around at his family before making a quick decision.

He was panicking. He thought back to how she had pushed him away in a rage when he had told her so brutally that she still didn't matter. His heart fluttered fearfully. Had she had enough?

He was so used to always finding her back with him, and now she wasn't there. She wasn't with him, had she given up? He looked outside, taking in the cold breeze as he thought of the hurt in her eyes.

This was his Khushi Kumari Gupta. This was the eccentric and beautiful girl that had captivated his heart. This was the girl that saw the tiny glimmer of care in him through all his deceit. Who had managed to find the smallest ray of love through all his hate. Who always managed to smile through whatever he threw at her.

After everything he had done, she had always, always come running back to him.

He looked down at his empty hands, a horrible hollowness started to creep up in his chest.

No. He was not having this.

Payal approached Aakash as she heard a door slam behind her. Looking back, she found the hallway where Arnav had stood empty, with only the lingering breeze that tickled her skin remaining drifting through the corridor.

***

Khushi stood watching herself in the mirror. She had been pretending to be ill for 2 days, curled up in bed just so she could avoid seeing him and now that everyone was out, she could finally stretch her legs. She had put on the green lehenga from Payals first marriage, watching the fabric glint against the light, just so she could remember the day she had first met him.

The sound of the doorbell made her jump through her skin and she bundled up her dress in her fists, making her way out to the door.

I hope you all liked it, I really am sorry for the lateness. Now, I PM over 400 people, and my last update got likes even less than half of that! Please, if you read, the do click like so that I don't feel that all my PMing is in vain.

Thanks so much everyone for reading :)

Ohh wait...I'm teh first one!!

THIS IS HAPPENNING..FOR REAL?!?!? THIS IS AWESOME!!!

Okay, I'll stop there.

This comment is for the second update...

Loved it all. But please pleasee don't get tooo, you know, *ahem ahem* coz I turn all red sitting infront of my laptop and my whole family starts questioning me. lol :p

Anyway, what I loved is the feelings, emotions you created in the FF (I'm just gonna say that, you ARE making it an FF for sure now! :D )
It's the anticipation you create in your stories that I absolutely LOVEE and the way you keep it passionate:)

As for the third update... will come back as soon as I read it :))

*edited*

A heartbreak AGAIN! :((

I will cry out...loudly..so much so that I could create India's longest river, leaving behind Indus and Ganga...not without the other forum members ofcourse ;)

Jokes apart...it was beautifully written. A mature story indeed.

Sorry...long post Hayley...but my opinion is all out here :D

dis part was awesome..agrrhh i hate arnav now nd i hope its not shyam on d door ..plz updt soon

Loved this update ! The words were so emotional ! I am excited to see Arnav's reaction to Kushi's dress. and thanks for the PM ! :)

Awesome Update! God Arnav is so stubborn but I understand its hard for him! He really needs to amend his mistakes! Update soon ...can't wait for your update!

Arnav! Always saying the opposite of what he wants to!

Poor Khushi, the way she was so excited just to hear him say that he had the same feelings and she was all prepared to forgive everything and he had to go and ruin it!

Amazingly written! Loved the update! It was so emotional! Poor khushi! Arrrh I hope arnav sorts this out soon! Thanks for the PM! x

Read the three parts in one go...and all I could say is..It's quite mature exactly how they would have reacted not wishful thinking..and the plus point is that it's beautifully written..!!..😊