Hello all! Surprised at the title? 🤣 well don't be. The OS neither has a sad, nor a happy ending!! It has manyyy feelings inside it.. And is based on the current track only!! 😆 Read on! :) Mostly it is written from Sharon's point of view!! :)
Sharon sat in the locker room after a hectic hour of searching for her anklet. It had been missing since a long time and the poor girl couldn't manage to recollect where she had left it. She looked wary. Her face showed no sign of cheering up.
She went up to her locker and opened it only to see the cute smiley ball which Swayam had gifted her during his secret admirer days, tumbling out.
Sharon bent to pick it up and her cheeks turned a shade of pink as she saw the ball. Thank god she had managed to save all the gifts from that fire. Sharon didn't want to recollect her bitter past with him. She tried to stopped thinking about such things.
Simmi walked towards her. Sharon still looked on to the smiley ball but kept it in as soon as Simmi came.
"Sup Sharon?" Simmi asked.
"I'm tired Simmi." She said and walked towards the washroom to wash her face.
Simmi followed her. "What happened Sharon?"
"Have you seen my anklet? I had worn them this morning..but one seems to be missing now."
"Chill Sharon..its only an anklet." Simmi said.
Sharon gave her the its-a-big-deal-for-me look.
Simmi shut her mouth as Sharon splashed some water on her face.
"Will you help me search for it?" Sharon asked.
"Yeah sure..but why is it so important?"
Sharon didn't respond. "Just help me." She said.
Simmi coughed a bit.
"Don't mind Sharon..but this traditional look and all is for Swayam right?"
Sharon smiled a bit as she took Swayam's name. Yes, it was for Swayam. She wanted to look like Swayam's dream girl... She wanted him to tell her that she looked absolutely like the girl of his dreams and that he wanted to get back with her.
She wanted him to acknowledge the fact that even she could be unpredictable...just like him. She was revealing different shades of her and she wanted him to acknowledge all of them. She smiled widely.
"Sharon?" Simmi repeated.
"Yeah." She nodded. "It's for Swayam." The smile was still there.
"But why Sharon?" Simmi asked, displeasure evident on her face. "He loves you right?"
That was the problem. She knew he loved him... but what if he was really thinking of moving on? What if he fell in love with someone else? What if... ? Thousands of thoughts started raking her mind. She had to be sure in every aspect and win his heart once again and give their love story a start. Again.
"I myself don't know why I'm doing this Simmi.." She said, trying not to hide the truth. "It's just that... I want him back. I really want him back, and if I want him, I have to be the way he wants. Unpredictable." Sharon's tone lowered down as she said the last word.
"Sharon?" Simmi shaked her as she found her staring at random things.
Indeed it was. Sharon had become deep, emotional, intense, all for Swayam. She didn't know what had caused such an indifferent change in her, but the fact was that, she had changed. Yes, she was the same girl, who was a popular chic in college, who used to insult everyone, but that was from outside, she had always been the soft person from inside...and thanks to Swayam, her soft side was now more prominent. Swayam had made her believe that true love still existed... and that he loved her like no one else could ever.
"Where are you Sharon?" Simmi asked, shaking her once again.
Sharon jerked a bit. She was a bit lost in whatever was going on. All of a sudden flashes of many things came in front of her and told her to just keep some hope. Everything was going to be super fine and normal. It was just a matter of time.
"Sharon, you okay?"
Sharon suddenly remembered that she had to go and find her anklet.
"Yeah Simmi. I'm fine. I got to go okay? I need to find my anklet."
"Sharon but..."
"Later Simmi.." She said and walked out of the locker room.
Swayam walked through the corridor of the college making his way to the fire exit. Her anklet was still there, with him and he had no plans of returning the same to her, whatsoever.
He was a bit tired. He wanted to spend some time alone and think. He wanted to get engrossed in deep thoughts.. .Thoughts about him, thoughts about her, thoughts about them.
Them? His conscience asked him. Is there really a THEM?
No. Swayam reminded himself. I have to move on.
He fished out the anklet from his back pocket and walked towards the fire exit. He opened the door and sat on one of the steps and stared cutely at the anklet.
The non motile anklet rested in his palms. His fingers were wrapped around it and he smiled as he recollected the original "source" of the thing.
He had to admit it. He was stunned on seeing Sharon dressed in traditional. He couldn't express what he was feeling, in words. He was mesmerized by her. So beautiful, so gorgeous, so khoobsurat. He couldn't help but stare at her helplessly. Her charm was unavoidable. He couldn't help but gape at her every time she smiled due to a reason, the reason being him...he couldn't help but smile internally at her innocence, every time she tried to initiate a conversation with him. He couldn't help but dream of her every time she walked in those beautiful heels with her anklets making a dreamy sound. A sound which his dreamgirl made... a smile so captivating, a beautiful smile on a beautiful person... on the girl who belonged to him...entirely to him.. He loved her.
He was mesmerized by her. He couldn't think of anything except for her. How he wished to dance with her... how he wished to play with her earrings... how he wished to carry her in his arms and tell to the world how much he loved her. Why did love hurt so much?
Anyway, everything that had happened was past. She had lost the chance to tell the world that she loved him. He wanted to move on, but really?
His heart ached as he thought of moving on.
Moving on? Swayam really? A voice echoed in his mind.
Why not? Dance is my focus ONLY. Sharon was my past.
But you are completely incapable of removing her from your mind.
Who said that? He retorted back. I can move on from her.
No Swayam..You can't. Look at yourself. You can't stop thinking about her. You can lie to her Swayam , but to yourself? Seems absolutely hokum, doesn't it?
Swayam looked aimlessly at her anklet. Why had he bothered to pick it up when he didn't care?
Sharon was walking through the corridor when she felt a sudden urge to have a look at the fire exit. She was near to it, but neither could she hear any voices, nor could she sense what was going inside. But...she felt his presence there. She slowly opened the door of the fire exit.
She saw a nineteen year old guy... someone whom she loved dearly sitting calmly on one of the steps, but was really shocked as she saw her missing anklet in his hand.
She widened her eyes to get a clear view of the same.
Yes, it was no joke. He really did have her anklet.
She smiled on coming across the fact that at least he had noticed her, that too properly. And to add to her happiness, he had picked up her anklet from god knows where and kept it with him.
She didn't know how he had got her anklet. She didn't want to know. All she knew was that he had probably begun acknowledging her love. He was pretty close to admitting to himself that she was, is and will always be his life, no matter what.
"You can't push yourself away from me, Mr.Shekhawat. You can't." She mumbled internally.
She was resting her head on the wall and was standing there, grinning like a complete idiot, so lost in his cuteness and letting him adore the anklet.
"Sharon" He said cutely gaping at the anklet. "You looked absolutely khoobsurat today."
Sharon wasn't expecting this. She blushed immediately.
It was normal of her to blush that way on coming across the fact that finally he had noticed her... looking at her was one thing and noticing other.. Looking didn't give her pleasure... but noticing did. Sharon Rai Prakash was initially used to all the attention which Swayam Shekhawat showered on her, but now she was glad, only and only because Swayam had noticed her. Love had changed her entirely and she was willing to go to any limit to prove to Swayam that she loved him like no one else could ever.
At that moment, Swayam got up and turned to leave. Sharon had been admiring him shamelessly and he was bound to notice that. She walked towards him and thanks to her heels, she lost her balance and was about to slip when Swayam firmly caught hold of her.
She looked right into his eyes, a smile constant on her face. He started right into her hazel orbs and slowly tucked a lock of hair behind her ears. She looked absolutely ravishing even in such a simple avatar. She looked super glamorous even though she was not really high on make up. She looked like the girl of his dreams, someone who loved him so purely, so unconditionally, so intensely. He wanted to stay like that forever, and it was evident in his eyes.
For the girl in love Sharon, this action of his was no less than a dream come true. How she wished to be in his arms like that for ages. How she wished to plant a kiss on his forehead and shower her affection over him. How she wished to simply tell the world that she loved him so much. She had so many wishes to fulfill with him... She wanted him. She needed him. She loved him.
"Thanks." She managed to blutter.
"For?" He managed to speak inspite of being lost in her eyes.
"For not letting me fall." She spoke as her cheeks turned a bright shade of pink, and she tried hiding it.
"You... you look..." He began.
"You look what?" She asked expectantly.
"You look absolutely khoobsurat." He said as his expression showed utmost love for her. He spoke his heart and he wished he could entirely pour his heart out to her.
"Thanks." She blushed. "This is for you, the girl of your dreams. You liked it right?"
"I loved it. Thanks Sharon." He said, still lost in the trance.
Sharon smiled deeply as she closed her eyes in anticipation. She thought he would finally tell her that yes, he loved her! But alas, dreams would remain dreams. She slowly opened her eyes after a few seconds only to realize that she was daydreaming.
Darn! She was dreaming. So nothing like that had really occurred... She was dreaming of Swayam saying all that to her. Why did love have such a spell?
Swayam's cell beeped. He had finally changed his ringtone, Sharon noticed. She used to always taunt him for keeping such a horrible ringtone and he had finally changed it. Thank god.
He read a message and got up to leave.
Sharon, who was busy admiring him noticed this and it immediately occurred to her that he was not supposed to see her . She was not supposed to let him notice her. She rapidly went out of the fire escape, so that he would not notice her and pretended to walk somewhere. In reality, she was walking aimlessly.
Swayam came out of the fire escape and thrust the anklet into his back pocket once again. He started walking forward, the direction opposite to Sharon's but stopped in a matter of a few seconds. He could sense it. He could feel it. He could sense Sharon somewhere. He believed she was there somewhere... Her scent was lingering and his heart could very well connect to Sharon's heartbeats. But where was she?
He turned around only to see her back towards him. She walked slowly and dreamily trying to gauge what would happen if she caught him admiring her anklet. Her lips carved into a small crescent as she wondered about the consequences of the same.
She realized someone standing behind her... that scent was familiar. That essence was familiar to her.. extremely familiar..
Swayam closed his eyes in anticipation as she turned to look at him. She wasn't expecting him in front of her like that. But he was there, in front of her, for her.
Swayam slowly opened his eyes to look at her. She was there, the same Sharon, she hadn't changed a bit, she was still like that, standing still as if time had stopped for her, her eyes radiated beauty, her cheeks wore a cute shade of pink, and her lips carved into a smile as she saw him.
Swayam stared with his eyes wide open at her. She was looking so beautiful, absolutely ravishing, stunning, gorgeous and what not. She looked simple yet breathtaking that day.
They shared an eyelock. She was hoping her dream to turn into reality. She wanted him to say something to her, but he was so lost... He didn't know what to say. He gaped right into her hazel orbs and she stared right into his chocolate brown ones. She could, by now fathom the fact that he was so into her. He loved her like no one else did, he cared for her like no one ever could, he needed her but was still making her feel guilty. She wished she could turn time and mend things up. She wished she could only once tell the world that yes, she adored him, that yes, she loved him a lot, that yes, their relationship and the moments spent with him were no joke, that yes, she had fallen in love once, only and only with him.
"I promise Swayam, I will make you fall in love with me all over again." She spoke internally.
He could feel her saying something... something about him...somewhere he was beginning to realize that maybe...maybe she did love him a lot.. and he...he could very well realize that this was the beginning of something new...something beautiful...something different...He was falling in love with her all over again.
That's it. Hope you liked it :) If you did, please do hit the like tab and do comment! Criticism is WELCOMEDDD :D Personally, I don't know why I didn't like this one, but still posted. 🤢 Hope you all liked this as well! And I'm sorry if this didn't turn out according to your expectations. 😭
-Mihika!! 😳
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