FF: When Love And Hate Collide II Pt33 Pg64 27/08 NEW!!! - Page 12

Originally posted by: ankita2013

Osum updt di.
Hehehe now v will see how arjun is gonna b in control.
But y r they fighting over n over again??? coz they are 2 diff people who are attracted to each other despite of trying not to 😆 this fight is more internal than with each other
Mujhe to kmh2 ke promo ki yaad aa gyi. haww.. that was too hot no ☺️
Thanx for da pm di thanks for the comment dear 🤗

Originally posted by: serat

wowww

awesome

update

plzzz

update

next chap soon

Originally posted by: zoya_naziya

How could you stop at such a place and upar se tell that you will be updating after MR?😭 sabar ka fal baby... i waited for u to comment for so long no??? 😳

And coming to the update it was too good... Hmm the differences are becoming apparent to each of them and they are voicing out.. I like it this way.. You can have disagreements, fights, misunderstand each other but the lines of communication should be open. Silence can kill the essence of a relationship.. Voicing out one's displeasure is not a bad thing. It ail help in the long run.. exactly! u got it bang on... as long as the communication lines are open 😊

Hmm phir se I remembered KMH 2 ka hot wala promo..LOL OMG everyone remembered that 😲 im humbled 😆

HAPPY FRIENDSHIP DAY GUYSSS ❤️ 🤗 🥳

PART 29

"... Aur pichli baar yaha jo rehne aaye they voh ye kapde chod gaye they... tumlog pehen lena."

"Thank you." Grabbing the packet and food from kaka's hand, Arjun shut the door. When they had heard the knock, Arohi had hid behind the cupboard clasping the sheet to her chest. When kaka had asked about where she was, Arohi had seen Arjuns body go rigid and his face go blank. The poor old man must have scurried away seeing the blatant possessiveness displayed by him.

Arjun started opening the food packets and arranging the food on the small table in the centre of the room. He kept the clothes packet aside but Arohi was looking at it eagerly. Finally she would have some clothes to wear. More than her, she was happy that Arjun will be covering his 6-pack abs and rock-toned chest. Ever since she had seen him strutting around so confidently half naked, all she wanted to do was touch his washboard abs to check whether they were really as hard as they looked.

If Arjun knew what was going on in her mind, he would definitely give her a very hard time and that was the last thing that Arohi wanted. It was not like she didn't like Arjuns touch, but where it thrilled her on one hand, it scared her more on the other. She did not know whether she could trust herself as her emotions went haywire even in his proximity. Putting her thoughts on hold, Arohi went and sat on the chair after Arjun had laid out the food.

Dinner had never been so silent for Arjun but he preferred to keep him mouth shut than say what was going on in his mind. He could sense Arohis discomfort and her wavering gaze on his naked torso, but he tried to ignore it. With the rain pouring outside and the vintage dilapidated room, it was a perfect romantic setting and hence food was the last thing on his mind now. But Miss Ahluwalia would scream 'foul' if he even tried to hold her hand. In an effort to distracting himself, Arjun concentrated on the food.

After they had done eating and cleaning, Arjun ripped open the packet and removed two pieces of cloths from it and held it in either hand. Arohi stared from one hand to other.

"Ye kya hai???"

"Looks like a single night suit to me." Arjun inspected the black and red checked full-sleeved cotton shirt and pajama bottoms. "When kaka said people, i guess he meant the last male guest."

Arohi looked on confused at Arjun. "Ab???"

Arjuns eyebrows jumped up. "Abb kya? Its a male night suit, so i will wear it."

"WHAT!!!" Arohi screamed in shock. He expected her to sleep in this bedsheet??? "How selfish of you Arjun! You're more bothered about keeping yourself warm. What about me???"

Arjuns grinned. "Ive a lot of ideas to keep you warm Arohi. But unfortunately, you're not 'used to it'." Arjun chuckled and Arohi fretted.

"I've a better idea. Since im the lady here, i will wear these clothes." Arohi made to grab them from his hand, but Arjun pulled his hand behind and looked at her in surprise.

"Now whos being selfish? Its either your way or the highway na? Have you heard of something known as mutual understanding or a compromise???"

Arohi folded her hands under her chest. "Achha? So then what do you suggest?"

"You take the top, i take the bottom!"

"Kya???" Arohis eyes popped out of her sockets.

"I mean you take the shirt, i take the pajamas. So we each have something to wear and we are still decently covered."

NOT. Arohi added in her mind. Arjun would still be brandishing his hot naked torso making Arohis fingers itch to touch it.

"Stop chewing your lip Arohi. Tumhare paas koi better idea hai?"

"Yes. I need to be decently covered so i will wear both." Arohi jumped to pull them out of Arjuns hands and Arjun leaned back. The impact of Arohis body made him fall back on the bed with her sprawled on top of him. She reached ahead to take the clothes but Arjun flipped her off him and got up. Arohi jumped up and made a grab again, pulling the clothes in a tug-of-war. Arjun lifted his hand, making Arohis hands stretch up with them. Instead of snatching the clothes, Arjun smiled and directed his gaze towards the knot at Arohis chest which was holding the sheet in place. Arohi looked down and immediately let go of the clothes and cluthed the sheet tightly. The chill in the air and Arjuns close proximity gave her goosebumps.

Arjun started laughing at the flustered look on Arohis face. "So Miss Ahluwalia... are you ready to compromise?"

Arohi grunted loudly and shot daggers with her eyes at an amused Arjun. After a minute, she grabbed the top of the suit that Arjun held out to her and marched towards the washroom.

Los Angeles... same time!

"I hope they are alright!" Kumud saw Rudras worried expressions and listened keenly.

"Haan haan jaanta hoon. Lekin uss nalayak ka koi bharosa nahi! Ek sirf tum ho jo usse itni ummeed rakhta hai." Kumud realised that her husband is bad-mouthing her son and she swatted him on the arm.

"Mera beta hai issliye thodi responsibility hai ussme... warna..." Rudra looked at Kumud and she swatted him again.

"Thik hai Sudhir. Unki fir koi khabar miley toh mujhe phone kar dena. Even if its late here. Thanks ... bye."

Rudra hung up the phone and faced an angry Kumud.

"Aapke saahabzaade achanak nikla gaye Agra ke liye... voh bhi Arohi ko leke. Aur gaadi kharab hogayi beech mein. Ab kisi gaon ke guesthouse mein raat guzaar rahe hain. This is boy is so impulsive! If he was going out of town then he should have had the car checked before... but no! Arjun Singhania likes impromptu actions."

Kumud smiled as Rudra shook his head. "Aakhir beta kiska hai! Rudra tum bhool rahe ho... hum bhi kitni baar aise raat ko achanak drive pe chale jaate they... aur subah wapas aate they. Voh sab bhi impromptu hi tha na... not planned!"

"Lekin meri gaadi kabhi kharab nahi hoti thi. Pehli baar Arohi ko bahar le gaya aur ye haal hai..."

"Ohh! Toh tumhe gussa issliye aaraha hai kyuki Arohi ko legaya hai...?"

"Of course. Mujhe uss bacchhi ki chinta hai. Tumhara beta toh hai hi gypsy. Kabhi bhi kahi bhi nikal jaata hai."

"Dont worry... mera beta meri bahu ka bohat achha khayal rakhega."

Rudra looked on surprised at his wife. "Tum bhi biji ki tarah baat karrahi ho? They've not even informed us about the status of their relationship... stop building castles in the air."

"I know. But now even i feel that they will end up together. Especially after seeing THIS."

Kumud picked up her cell phone and handed it to Rudra with a grin.

2am... IST

Arohi flipped around her bed trying to find a comfortable spot so that she can fall asleep. But the hard mattress was not agreeing with her at all. She turned to her side and pulled the top down as it rid up her thighs. Forcing her eyes shut for another minute or so, Arohi gave up. She opened her eyes and saw Arjun sleeping on his bed with his back to her. No... with his muscled, gorgeous, naked back to her!

When Arohi had walked in the room after changing, her heart was thudding in her chest. She had caught a glimpse of herself in the washroom mirror. Her fair toned legs were a perfect contrast to the red and black top. The hem of the top barely covered her bottom and stopped a little above mid-thigh from the front. But when she saw Arjun, she could not breathe. His sexy torso looked more desirable against the dark pajamas. He was setting up their beds and she could count the muscles of his back that were working as he moved.

Arohi had gulped and licked her lips, before she had pretended to ignore him and head over to her bed. She had literally felt Arjuns eyes sweep her from bottom to top stopping at the hem, till she took shelter inside the rug on her bed. One look in his eyes and she would've lost herself. She knew that look... she was scared of that look! The worse part was he was sleeping with his back to her right now and yet she could feel the butterflies in her stomach.

Exasperated, she turned to sleep on her back and closed her eyes. After a few moments, she fell a drop of water on her forehead. She opened her eyes and looked around but saw nothing. Closing her eyes again she tried to sleep, only to be irritated by the same thing again. She opened her eyes and stared at the roof. There was some condensation on the ceiling between the numerous cracks running directly above her head. The water seemed to be travelling through them. Arohi scrunched her eyes and she noticed that the plaster had become lose and was hanging a bit from the surface.

The water drops increased from 1 at a time, to two, to five... until water started dripping like a stream. Arohi got up in her bed and stared in irritation at the source. She heard a small crack and she looked in horror overhead. By the time she realised what the noise meant, half of the plaster was coming off from the ceiling. With a shriek Arohi jumped out of her bed, just in time to see the entire mass of cement plop down on the spot where she had been sleeping moments ago. A bursting bubble of rain water followed the chunk, wetting the entire bed and mattress.

Arjun woke up with a start hearing Arohi scream. With his eyes red and hair mussed he tried to understand what had happened. Getting out of bed, he tried to assess the damage but clearly it was irreparable. Arohi stared at him sadly and he shrugged his shoulders.

"Ye sab mere saath hi hona hai!!!" Arohi looked like she was about to cry and Arjun stared at her in surprise.

"Relax Arohi. Its ok. Hota hai." Arjun placed his hands on her shoulders and rubbed her arms. Instead of feeling warm, Arohi shivered.

"Ab mein... kahan soungi?"

"You sleep on the bed... i... i will take the chair."

Arohi looked on shocked at Arjun. Was he really willing to sacrifice just to make her comfortable? One look in his eyes told her... he was.

"No... its ok. Tum apne bed pe sojao. Mein..."

"...chair pe soungi?? Are you mad? Chup chap bed pe sojaao."

Arjun turned away towards the chair but stopped when Arohi held his hand and turned him towards her.

"The bed is... big enough. Hum dono so sakte hain."

Arjuns eyebrows jumped up in surprise. "No thanks. I don't want you to blame me later for touching you."

"I wont! I... I trust you."

Arjuns eyebrows straightened at the confession but he did not move towards the bed. He was still a little mad at her, but getting in bed with Arohi was like playing with fire. In normal circumstances he was unable to stay away from her, and here she was going to be only inches away from him... wearing nothing but a top! A whiff of her jasmine scent was enough for him to lose control and this would be like... like... probably the biggest test of control of his life. Only he knew how he had teared his eyes from her gorgeous legs before she had hid them underneath the rug.

Arohi stared at Arjun with wide innocent eyes. She had told him the truth that she trusted him but now she was not so sure about the whole proposal. She definitely didnot want Arjun sleeping on the uncomfortable chair but with him in bed with her... that too half naked??? Was this really a good idea! Her fingers were shivering to explore his beautiful back or his strong abs... and no matter how big the bed was, she was a navigating sleeper! She always used up the entire bed when she slept... rolling in every corner, covering every edge, before she got up in the morning. There was no way she would not touch him in her sleep!

After a few comfortable unsure moments, Arohi let go of Arjuns hand and looked at the floor. Taking in a deep breath, she spoke softly. "I will sleep on the left side."

Without waiting for a response, Arohi went to the bed, arranged pillows in the middle, dividing it into two areas and got in from the left side. Pulling the rug over herself, she turned her back to the right side of the bed and closed her eyes. Only when Arjun heard a soft 'goodnight' did he finally blink.

With the rug pulled up to her neck, Arohis form was slowly rising and falling with her even breathing. And here, even with the thought of getting in the same bed with her was making Arjun hyperventilate! What if he touches her accidentally? Or worse... what if she touched him and he lost control??? They will be back to square one! They had come a long way where they were actually enjoying being around each other. He didnot want to go back to the fighting phase. It was not like he didn't like fighting with Arohi. He loved the fire that lit in her eyes when she was in her 'princess xena' mode, it always made him want to grab her and kiss her. But this same fight was now a reason which was keeping them away from each other. And now that Arjun had a taste of a different Arohi, he was finding it very difficult to stay away from her... physically or emotionally.

Delhi... same time

Natasha scrunched up her eyes to see the light glow on the screen of her phone. Without switching on the lamp, she picked it up and opened the message box.

Can you talk? Need to tell something important.

-D

Nats frowned and looked at the time. She stole a glance at her sleeping husband and texted back.

Not right now. Tomorrow morning?

-Nats

Her brain woke up wondering what was it that Danish needed to tell her so late at night. The display of her cell glowed again and she clicked on the message.

Come half an hour early to office. Will talk. Gn.

-D

Typing a quick goodnight, Natasha kept the phone back on the side table and turned to check on Aman. He was deep in sleep but the moment she turned towards him, he dropped a hand on her waist and pulled her closer. Natasha hugged him back and closed her eyes, trying to lose herself in his warmth and fall asleep.

Theres going to be one more part on the morning after... tell me how did u like it 😉