This one shot is basically based on how the thing of calling each other by names started which happened in my previous OS. Peep in to find out how Shaurya got rid off of her calling him sir š.
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ShAkhi OS: Call Me Shaurya!
Anokhi stepped out of ground where the college fest was going on in full swing. The music had pierced her ears so much that her head started throbbing.
Right now all she needed was her Shaurya Sir and his soothing words to fill some energy into her. So she stepped in her building, towards his cabin, hoping to find him there.
'Now where should I search for him?' She thought and finally made up her mind to call him when her eyes landed on the similar pair of formals. Her face immediately lit up to find him at the end of the corridor but that soon turned into a frown when she spotted a girl whose back was towards her and was talking to him.
'Nikki don't feel bad! He is just talking to someone! Just go to him! I am sure when he will see you, he will leave everything and talk to you. ' she consoled herself and charged towards them.
As she approached them, Anokhi noticed that the girl had long silk hair and she was wearing a short dress.
"Hello Ms. Bhalla! This is Ms. Akaansha Rival, She is a scientist and Ms. This is Ms. Anokhi Bhalla our star student. " Shaurya introduced them when Anokhi stood beside them.
Anokhi glanced at her and she was indeed beautiful, older than her of course but still beautiful.
'They both will make a beautiful pair, won't they? ' the thought roamed in her head.
"Good evening mam! I hope you will enjoy our college's hospitality! " Anokhi said with a forced smile.
"Yes! It's amazing here! " She said.
"Umm Shaurya sir I needed to talk to you about something if you both don't mind!"
"Ms. Bhalla please handle everything, I am busy with our guest right now! " He said playing along.
Most of the time it's her doing such things to mess with him and tease him by being with boys all the time in college so why not for once let her have the taste of her own medicine. He mentally smirked at his own thought and this way she will understand his situation as well.
He had already spotted her approaching him earlier from the corner of his eyes but ignored her and played as if he didn't see.
But the moment he witnessed her mumbling a small ok and leaving, he knew he went overboard with his act. She was already stressed about this whole fest thing and now he just added more to it instead of lessening it.
'Damn you Shaurya! Can't you control your jealous self even for once? You aren't some hormonal teenager but a man.' He scolded himself.
"Shaurya! " Ms. Raval called him bringing him out of his thoughts.
"Uhh.. Sorry Ms. Raval I need to do a task right now! Please enjoy yourself! " He said quickly moving away before she could even reply.
Right now what's important was her. He walked outside the building and spotted her talking to Nihaal, the boy who was her teammate.
Guilt washed over him when he found her otherwise vibrant face, all sad. He mentally kicked himself. Wait, is that even possible? Forget it! That's not even important right now.
He slowly approached them.
"Ms Bhalla you wanted to say something? " He asked hoping she would be normal to him though his mind knew that the chaos he created was not forgivable.
"No sir, me and Nihaal will manage it! Don't worry! " She said a bit coldly.
"Sir I need to look out for next performance! Excuse me sir! " With that Nihaal went away and now was Shaurya's chance to make a move.
"Ms. Bhalla follow me to my cabin! And I don't want any debate over it! " He used his strict tone because he knew she would throw tantrums otherwise.
On reaching his cabin he turned and slowly held his ears.
"I am really very very sorry! " He said stressing on each word as if making a five year old understand something.
"But why sir? You were just entertaining the guest! You can do that, I won't disturb you! " She blurted out of jealousy which made hime happy that she was as much possessive about him as he was about her.
He slowly put his hand in his pant's pocket and took a few steps towards her.
" So now you know how it feels when I see you with those boys having fun and knowing the fact that I am helpless and can't do anything. How was the taste of your own medicine Anokhi?" He asked playfully.
" Taste of my medicine? If you are putting it that way then sir let me clear somethings! You don't need to be jealous of the stupid brainless boys of our college because they stand no chance in front of your looks, smartness and intelligence level but me on the other hand stand nowhere near you in your comparison! " She said making him look at her in confusion.
"For example let's take Akaansha mam whom you introduced with me today, she is a scientist that means she must be very intelligent and she looked so beautiful and anyone looking at you both could gush over you two while I am just a bright student, nothing else! " She looked away as tears started spill out from her eyes.
As her words processed in his mind, he felt guilty for making her think that way about herself. It was solely his fault for creating such a misunderstanding in her head.
"Ms. Raval is beautiful, intelligent and what not but she can never be Ms. Anokhi bhalla because anokhi like her name is a one piece made by God only for me and no one else! " He said making her look at him.
"I love you Anokhi, not her and who gave you the right to decide that your aren't beautiful? You are so beautiful that describing you in words always fall short for me! I ain't any poet or writer else I would have given a better compliment, I am sorry for that though! " He said sheepishly making her smile.
"And don't cry too! What was that dialogue? I hate tears something.. " He said trying to remember the complete line.
"Pushpa I hate tears.. " She said knowing what he was talking about.
"Yes! But you aren't Pushpa so Anokhi I hate tears!" He said trying to be dramatic making her giggle at him.
He gently took her in his arms and sighed in relief.
"You know why I get jealous of those boys? Because you call them by their names while you call me sir even in the texts we send to each other. I have never gotten the privilege to be called by my name without adding the word sir.. "
"Sir.. I.. " She tried reasoning, breaking the hug but still standing in his embrace.
"I know you are used to the word and I don't blame you but our situation! If we had met in some other scenario then maybe we could be a normal couple but that's just a dream of some sort at the moment." He confessed like a kid deprived of his favorite toffee.
"Shaurya! " She said making him look at her on cue.
"Hmm. I am listening!" He said not realizing the fact that she called him by his name.
"Wait! What did you say? You called me by my name right? Call me Shaurya, I demand Ms. Bhalla! " He asked realizing the fact.
"Shaurya! "
"Say it again Anokhi!"
"Shaurya!"
"My name has never sounded this good! " He said all lit up and smiling like a kid.
"We can do one thing! "
"What? "
"When we are alone I will call you Shaurya just like the way you call me Anokhi when we are alone! "
"Are you sure you will handle it? "
"For your happiness I can do that! "
"Thank you so much! I am so happy today."
"Now I need to go I guess. "
"What? Why? Where? "
"If you are forgetting then I may remind you that we are in college and I have a fest to manage. So bye sir.. " She teased him.
"I won't let you go if you will keep calling me sir to tease me! " He said holding her on his arms by her waist.
"Shaurya please! "
"Oh god this Shaurya will be the death of me some day! " He whispered before leaving her to go out.
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