Medha: (looking at the time and in a sleepy voice 🥱) Hello....
(voice on the phone)
Medha: (now wide awake) What?...😲
(voice on the phone)
Medha:But how?...
(voice on the phone)
Medha: hmm...yeah...I will be right over...
Medha got up and walked towards Armaan's room....she hesitated at the door for a while
and then knocked...Hearing no answer...she walked in...
Medha walked slowly towards Armaan...
Medha: (touching his shoulder lightly to wake him up)...Armaan...
With a lightening speed Armaan pulled her towards himself, rolled over
and pinned her down over the bed with his weight on top of her....
Medha for a moment didnt realize what had happened...
Medha: (in a soft voice) Armaan..its just me...
Armaan relaxing his grip over her....but still holding her down...
Armaan: tum?!!! 😡....what are you doing here?...(looking at the time) ...at 3 am !!
...are you totally out of your mind?
Medha: (in a hushed voice)...Would you keep it down?....You want to wake up the entire
neighborhood or something?
Armaan: (in an annoyed voice) That does not answer my question...
Armaan now accustomed to the dim light could see her clearly....As he gazed into her eyes
he felt as if he was in some kind of a trance...he moved closer
to her...Close enough to feel her warm breath...Close enough to kiss her...❤️
Medha becoming increasingly aware of their proximity held her breath....😳
Medha: (flinching when Armaan's grip on her wrists tightened) Armaan...(softly)...
you are hurting me...
Armaan realizing what he was doing...released her hands gently and moved over so that
she could get up...
Medha got up and sat down...for a moment she could not look at him...neither could he..
The moment they had just shared was still making them uncomfortable...
After a while she looked up feeling his gaze on her...
Medha: (hesitating a little) ummm 🤔...do you always do that to people who wake you up?
Armaan: (a little confused)...Do what?
Medha: you know...pounce on them...
Armaan: (with an amused expression 😊)...That was just a reflex reaction...
Medha: Why does a journalist have that kind of reflex?...
Armaan: You would be surprised to know the kind of people a journalist comes across..
anyways I am glad you spoke up when..umm...I , as you put it, "pounced" on you...
otherwise I might have broken your neck or something...with it being dark and all...
Medha: you were glad that I spoke up?! 😲...I must say I am surprised to hear that...I was pretty sure you would hav been glad to break my neck if it was legal...
Armaan looked at her with an intense expression..was this how she saw him now?...
someone who would hurt her?...Could he blame her for that?...
the way he was behaving with her these days would have given the same feeling to a casual observer...
Medha regretted what she said a moment looking at the stricken expression on Armaan's face..😔
Medha: (softly) Armaan...
Armaan: (looking up at her)..hmmm...?
Medha: I did not really mean what I said just now...
Armaan just looked at her...
Medha: (thinking to herself) I so wish I knew what he was thinking...
Armaan: You still did not answer me...
Medha: Answer what? 😳
Armaan: Why were you here in the first place?
(with evident concern in his voice) Is everything alright?
Medha: (smacking her forehead )...Oh Crap!...how could I forget...
Ajay called...
Armaan: At this time?...sab theek tho hai na?
Medha: yeah...well...not really..its about Mr. Saxena's driver...
Armaan: What about him?
Medha: (as if even she could not believe it)He is dead...
died at the hospital due to excessive internal bleeding...
Armaan: What??!!😲...But he was alright!! he was out of danger yesterday...
Medha: I know...that's what is weird....