Beautiful Chaos - Link to Thread II (Index) - Page 86

Originally posted by: suds.

ONE MORE WHOLE DAY IE TOMORROW.

AND THEN I'LL BE 18.

bow chika wow wow

Originally posted by: urvisaini

But I want a pm this time

😊

Originally posted by: suds.

yeah?

thanks bro

i feel bad because y'all are so excited and that means that its going to end up real shitty.

Originally posted by: Pagalpinky

That was sooo beautiful "fluffy" the story of Anjali Rahul sahil
I absolutely loved it!!!

It's like I'm seeing a continuation of kuch kuch hota hai

Simple story but packed with emotions

I could literally imagine shahrukh trembling his hand while carving
I could imagine kajol staring lovingly at him
I could imagine giddy karanvir after telling Rahul about telling sanam telling him she loved him back

Beautiful, please pm me an index or let me know where your other writings are so I can read em
Thanks!

Originally posted by: suds.

#neverforget2k14

Originally posted by: Tamara27

Has "the bitch of a scanner" started working yet?!

Originally posted by: Tamara27

Oh eff off!

I loved Life Clung before I got to know you.

But yes, it is true I love you more now... ;)

Goodness me! This news has turned my 5 second happy dance, to a 20 minute shakedown on vodka!

IT AIN'T EASY BEING GREEN.

"Why does school always have to start so early?" she thought to herself as her eyelids struggled to stay open. Today was Friday which means it would be the last normal day with all those preparations until homecoming starts on Monday. She knew it was a bad idea. She had known it was a bad idea from the moment she dragged Rehan into it. But it's very late now. With a thick sigh, she pulled herself out of bed.
She set down her bowl of cereal in front of her and had begun eating when her phone vibrated. It was Nida.

"Yeah, I have to go down there later with Rehan. Since Seher's still in the hospital, I've had to take over" she told Nida.

"Sweetie, don't stress too much. She'll be fine. It's just a low blood pressure." said Nida.

"I am a bit upset because I can't be there for her. Plus I have to work for this homecoming thing!!!" Sanam exclaimed.

"It's all gonna be fine. Okay!"

"Yeah, Thanx! See you in school then. Bye!"

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The morning announcements came on, which was usually drowned out by the voices of chattering students. Homecoming was the next big thing in the row now. Everyone busy preparing for the Homecoming week, games and of course the king and the queen.

"Hey guys! Hope you're all excited for this year's homecoming!" asked Amir, one of Aahil friends at the cafeteria.

"I'll think about it. I don't even know if I'm coming." Aahil frowned.

"What do you mean you're not coming???" asked Simran.

"Just what I said. I am not coming." Aahil answered in a somewhat irritated tone. He never liked Simran. It's just she is friends with his group members and he was left with no choice.

"You are planning on doing something about this, aren't you? Because I refuse to allow you to sit on your ass and do nothing! Got it." chided Zain. The others were just staring at them trying to get hold of the conversation.

"Well then what do you think I should do?"

"How should I know? Oh come on! You're the one who said that am not letting things go that easily. What happened to that, dude?"

"I did, but things are not easy as it seems"

"Wohh! Wohh! You two. Hang on!! Care to explain what's cooking here coz we clearly out here are looking like some fools trying to register this whole conversation?!?!" Amir interrupted.

"Nothing man. I'll catch you guys later." Aahil moved away giving a final glance at the corner of cafeteria.

Sanam and her friends were sitting on the corner table. While her and Shazia were laughing and talking about the homecoming and how fun it would be, Sanam couldn't help but feel watched. She nervously looked around and saw him looking at her.
Why does he always have to be around them...around her?!?! Aahil stared at her with the mixture of adoration and frustration that defines their relationship. He held her gaze for a few seconds before looking away and walking off.

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Sanam walked into hallway with an irritated face and saw Rehan approaching her.

"Thank God, you finally graced us with your grand presence. Will you help me plan rest of the things?" she asked Rehan.

"Yes, what else would I do with all my time?" He winked pulling her close playfully. Sanam had known Rehan for years. He and Seher were together but he always does this flirting thing with her. He was always like that but she knew he loves Seher, very much. She giggled and punched him on his shoulder.

"Hey, are you okay?? You look tired." asked Rehan concerned.

"Yeah, I guess. This whole homecoming thing has got me sucked up a little more. And I didn't get any time to go and see Seher. So am just worried." replied Sanam.

"Seher is fine, Sanam. You need to relax and stop over-stressing yourself. Cheer up now." smiled Rehan.

The whole time Aahil was looking at Rehan's hand around her waist. He stood at the end of the hallway, whimpering and frowning in jealousy. There was a silly feeling that someone was moving in on "his" territory. Enough!! He needs to end this now. The agony, the angst and the pain.

"Can I talk to you in private??" He asked closing them.

She didn't need to turn around to know whose voice it was. She just needed to turn around, to look up at him and she'd be gone. All her will power would disappear just like that. But she won't give away that easily. So she turned with determination only to find herself lost again. He was beautiful with his tanned unshaven skin. His hair was a dark mess which sat comfortably upon a knowledgeable head. It represents the crazy, unorganized style of his life. His eyes troubled her so much. But the scars hadn't healed for over two months.

"Anything you want to say to me you can say in front of him!" said Sanam sternly.

When you're in the middle of a jealous rage, you lose all sense of perspective. You can't control it because it's being fed by many continuous thoughts. Aahil Raza Ibrahim plans to conquer everything. The world he is living in, people around him, and the lady, of course. The lady, however, has no intention of being conquered so easily.

"I said I want to talk to you in private." he fumed taking her by surprise.

Seeing his anger rising up she excused herself to go with him. She doesn't want to create any scene in the middle of the hallway.

"What do you want?? I haven't got all day. I have things to prepare." she said irritated.

"Don't boil my head off. I know exactly what you think of me, and why, but if you're not coming with me for the homecoming..."

"I am going with Rehan!!" she said before he could even finish.

"Ohhh!! So you finally asked him out. Or is it the other way round??" he jeered.

"Look I have enough things to do so why don't you go and find someone else to entertain yourself because am clearly not in the mood." she tried leaving but he clamped his hand over her mouth and cornered her. She wrestled like hellcat. He then simply pinned her to the wall, her feet dangling in the air, their faces pressed together, cheek to cheek. She froze but didn't move. They stood like this for a moment, her pinned between him and the wall. He looked down, their eyes met, inches apart.

"I want you back!!! I tried living without you but failed. With every passing second my feelings grew stronger for you." he confessed shocking her to wits.

"Let go of me. NOW." she struggled to push him away as tears made their way down her eyes.

"I said, Let. Go."

God dammit!!! Why does she always have to be like this. A rush went through him, hot and intense. His grip lightened as he saw the tears coming out of her eyes.

"Look, am not a toy and this clearly is not a Christmas when you'll get your broken, lost toy back. So you better stay the hell away from me." she yelled controlling her tears.

She was annoyed, so very annoyed.

"We're both broken," he explained.

"So broken that there's no way to fix us." she said trying her best to hold up.

They had done this before, being close was nothing new to any of them, but the sensuality he was evoking and showing turned all the tables. All the bad feelings of the morning rushed over her again. And this was what he'd been wanting too. It had been a long time since he'd felt this hum inside him, this energized, this vital. Although Aahil could feel his body screaming for him to finally do something, he chose not to give into it completely. He loved her and he would like more than anything to hear her saying she was his and only his. Why can't she just wake up from her 'perfect-princess world' and see that she should be with him not Rehan.

In the distraction of him staring into her eyes, she found her way out and ran.

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That's it guys. I don't know why I even tried doing this. 😕 Please, just stay alive after reading this trashy piece of shit. 😆 I can't bear the thought of losing you all. ;)