Unsaid Feelings.(Arhi FF) - Page 16

Arnav had finally decided that he would make Khushi and Aryan meet. He had zeroed in that Khushi still loved him and if he believed Payal, he also loved her. But again, he was a cheater. How could he just give away the girl he loved to someone he never met or knew. He had to meet Aryan before. He had to know whether he really loved her or was it just lust or something else. He had to know the reason why he cheated on her. And if he loved her, then why did he cheat? Did he really love her? Or most importantly, did he love her more than him? Arnav wanted all these answers answered. Maybe, Payal was right. Right about Aryan getting back to Toronto. If he would come here, then Arnav would have all his queries answered.

He wasted no time and called Payal. But a man picked up her call from the other end. An unknown voice answered.

"Hello?" The unknown man, asked.

"Is this Payal?"

"Arnav?"

"Yeah. Who's this?' Arnav asked, shocked at how he knew it was him.

"Arnav, I'm Aryan. Aryan Rathod. Khushi's... Ex.. Boyfriend." Aryan said. Arnav realized how hard it was for him to say the word 'ex'. Did he really love her?, Arnav thought. But he shooed away the thought thinking anyone can enact a few things even if they were not actors.

"Oh, where is Payal? I need to talk to her." Arnav said, emphasizing more on 'her'.

"No, Arnav. Please talk to me. Please, I know you are trying to get me back to Khushi. I'm really grateful to you and.."

"I've still not decided that whether you will get back to her or not." Arnav interrupted, his voice quite hard. Quite amused at the soft tone in which Aryan spoke, He was really good at coating honey, he thought.

"What do you mean?" Aryan asked, his tone gradually changing from deliciously sweet to getting super annoyed.

"I mean, Mr.Aryan Rathod, you have actually given her a lot of pains. Now, I don't want her to suffer more because of an ass like you." Arnav said as calmly as if he was reciting a poem to Aryan.

"Excuse me!" Aryan growled at the other end. Arnav thought his honey tongue would have been sucked up by some honey bee.

"Excused." Arnav said,"I can't trust you anymore, dude." Mentally thanking Harry for teaching him some words which actually made him sound cool. "You have betrayed her, her feelings, her emotions. Her everything. Do you think it's that easy to get her trust back? And how do you think I believe you? Tell me, why do you deserve such a kind girl?"

"Arnav, I'm really sorry for my tone. I agree that I've given her a lot of pains. More than I can repair. But I'm really sorry. The circumstances then were different. I still love her. I admit I was walking on a wrong, fallacious path. And it was too late till I realized it. And I hurt Khushi more than anyone could imagine. And then she got the scholarship and left me. I had no time to explain."

"You don't get time. You have to remove time. Aryan, how do you expect me to trust you when I don't even know what happened. And are you a such busy man that you couldn't come here to Toronto for your so called love?" Arnav said, anger budding inside him.

"And you deserve to know my story. But you are right. Even if I apply for a visa now, it'll take around a month for me to come to Toronto."

Yes, Aryan was right. Khushi was not in a state to not meet Aryan. According to Dr.Shreya, she had to meet him now. For the stability in her mental condition. But even Aryan was right. It would take him more than a month to get here. Arnav started thinking hard.

"Fine," Arnav said,"We'll come to India."

"What? That's wonderful! I'll do all the preparations. Tell me the time and date you both would come."

Arnav was thinking hard, again. He wasn't paying attention to what Aryan was saying. He did say that they both would come back to India. They HAD to go back. But how would he convince Khushi of getting back to India. She would obviously say no. And even if she asked the reason for them getting back, what would he say? He was in a fix.

"Hello? Arnav. Are you there?" Aryan asked, realizing Arnav wasn't speaking anything.

"Yes, yes. I'm here."

Arnav suddenly remembered something that Rahul had told him the last time they talked, last evening. He was trying hard to remember, mentally cursing himself that sometimes he should listen to Rahul. Suddenly, a smile adorned his face as he remembered what he had told.

"Arnav, please yaar. It's Nandkishore's wedding. How can you miss it? He is your cousin!" Rahul asked Arnav, clearly shocked at his decision of missing NK's wedding.

"Please, Rahul! I'm tired of this. Everyday some or the other one person calls me up to come. But that ass NK still hasn't. Di, Naani, everyone! And why should I come? Give me one genuine reason." Arnav said, wanting to end the conversation as soon as possible.

"Because, he is YOUR cousin. What more than this do you want?" Rahul asked, still shocked at his friend's pointless behavior.

"Yeah, right. But Rahul, you know that I don't care a damn of him. He has always hated me and I too hate him. Right from his childhood he has hated me. He's got everything better because he was a cry baby. I hate him."

"But.."

"No buts. There is no one possible who is going to get me to attend that ass's wedding. End of discussion." Arnav said and cut the call before any more arguing.

Actually there is some one who can make me go there, Arnav thought and smiled to himself. He finally got the reason which he would tell Khushi to come with him.

He realized that Aryan was still blabbering on the phone. He, now, thought of informing him how and where he'll make him meet Khushi on one condition.

"And what's that?" Aryan asked.

"I will let you meet Khushi only after I meet you." Arnav said, emphasizing more on the 'I'.

"Umm.. Yea.. Defi. Definitely." Aryan said. Arnav could make out the sudden nervousness in his tone.

-X-

"What!?" Khushi exclaimed. "You want me to come with you to Mumbai! India?" Khushi was shocked or surprised would be an understatement. Never in her mind she had thought she would have to go back to India. She came here to Toronto, to study, basically. But also, she wanted to get away from her family. From him. She wanted to see him, touch him, talk to him badly. But also, at the same time, she detested him, hated and felt horribly guilty that how could she fall in love with a cheater.

"Yeah, Khushi. Please!" Arnav said. No, actually he begged.

"But why? Why do you suddenly want to go back to India?" Khushi asked.

"Because.. It is my cousin's wedding! And he is my first cousin. My family is torturing me with their invitations. That why don't you come, your cousin will feel bad.. This that.."

"So!?"

"So, please come with me. Accompany me."

"But Arnav, it's your family! Why don't you go? And what will i do there?"

"I know, Khushi. But once i go there, every aunty will come up to me with their daughter's hand. I'm sick and tired of this. If they see you no one will say anything to me. And plus, you can meet my family as well as yours. Hum Raizadas ko ek mauka toh do tumhari khatirdaari karneka." Arnav said and winked.

"Yes! You have selfish motives!" Khushi said and smacked Arnav hard on his arm and guffawed at Arnav.

"Ouch, Khushi! That hurts." Arnav said. He quickly took the pillow near the sofa he was standing beside and slowly hit Khushi with it on her head. She wasted no time and grabbed another pillow from the other corner of the sofa. As soon as she was about to hit Arnav, he started running in the room like a baby who runs away from his mother who is trying to feed him something. He was laughing like a child while running.

Khushi picked up her speed and ran much more towards him.But to Arnav's bad fortune, he slipped on something and fell down on his face! Khushi stood like a frozen ice where ever she was standing and started laughing like crazy. She couldn't control her laughter and straight away went on the sofa and sat there. She caught her stomach and tears were strolling down her eyes.

Arnav turned his head and looked at Khushi.And he thought he was falling in love all over again with her. He decided that he would never let go of this laughter, this smile. He pledged to himself that he would protect this charm on her face as much as he'll protect her.

-X-

"Yes, di! I'm coming to that jerk's wedding." Arnav said with a said face.

"Don't call him that!," His Anjali di said,"But Yipiiieee!" she screamed on the phone.

"Don't shout, di. It's OK. But we are coming only for his ceremony and.."

"WE?" Anjali asked. Her voice literally oozing naughtiness and teasing.

"Yes, di. My room mate is accompanying me. So.."

"So that's the reason Mr.Arnav Singh Raizada has decided to attended the wedding of his brother who he so clearly hates. Hmm.. So Khushi has the skills to actually change the decision of my brother who is like Salman Khan!"

"Salman Khan?"

"Yes, Salman Khan. Aren't you the type of ek baar maine joh committment kardi, uske baad main khudki bhi nahi sunta?"Anjali said, mocking Salman Khan's style and then giggling back to herself.

"What the! Yeah, whatever. We'll come for how many days?"

"The entire ceremony starting from engagement to the wedding is for 7-8 days. Why don't you come on the 13th of the next month. Leave on 21st?"

"Yea Ok, di. Bye."

"Choteh?"

"Yea, di?"

"You love her, don't you?"

"What? What are you saying di? It's just we are.."

"Good friends?"

"Nope. Best friends." Arnav said, a smile adorning his face.

"Lie to anyone but not me. Please come soon. I want to meet my Choteh's love." She giggled.

-X-

I plan to finish this FF ASAP. The journey till now was really good. I have other stories streaming in my mind and I will start those as soon as I finish Unsaid. Bu still, Unsaid is my baby.😳

And guys AN IMPORTANT NOTE

Aryan is NOT a bad guy. The next chapter will tell what is his and Khushi's past. So pls don't hate him. So i've decided that Aryan is Karan Wahi. So now, you guys will have no reason to hate him, whatsoever.😆

Next Chapter, entry of Aryan.

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