You Belong With Me! Kisha FF *Completed!* - Page 13

Originally posted by: safi_kisha

Originally posted by: safi_kisha

Art.

I entered the Art room silently. I had gotten some new colors for the painting part of the project. The Mache was almost completed. The paint Mr. Davidson provided was limited, and we needed just a bit more color. Well, I thought that anyways. I quickly made my way towards our table, placing the paint on the desk as I sat down. My eyes wandered off to Panchi. She looked at me and shrugged. Where was KD?

People were getting all the materials to get ready. Mr. D was sitting on his desk, probably waiting for the late bell to ring. I quickly got our own materials. The Paper Mache made cup we had worked on was lying flat on the Work In Progress shelf. I quickly grasped it, heading back towards my table, grabbing a glue stick in the process. Just as I got seated, the late bell rang. I stared at KD's seat once again. Empty. "Class!"

The whole class grew silent and turned their heads towards Mr. Davidson's direction. "Okay. You can talk, but just lower your voices. I'll just be taking attendance in a while, so if I call your name, be alert. This project will come to an end soon. This is the final week. So, just get working –" The students started talking again. While they were talking, I got to work. KD had done literally everything. I was a bit clueless, but I quickly ignored my cluelessness and picked up a paintbrush. I was going to paint it grey. If I chose a neon color, KD would probably hate me forever. So, grey, grey it is. Slowly, I drew hearts, painting them the color grey one by one. Suddenly, a panting noise came from the door, causing everyone to quiet down. The entire classed face the door.

"Mr. Desai," Mr. Davidson said. He spoke a bit too rude for my liking. "Would you please care you explain why you're … 14 minutes late for class?" "I'm sorry, sir," KD said, huskily. "It won't happen again." "Too right it won't happen again. Now, please, go to your seat and help Miss. Gujral. Making her do all the work. Move along." I blushed as KD took a seat across from me. He grinned. "Making you do all the work? More like the total opposite," KD said with a chuckle.

I laughed along. By this time, the volume of the class was at its loudest again. And I felt a little bit at ease. KD wasn't with Diksha. KD wasn't cutting with Diksha. "Grey? Kiya, you started painting already? I was planning on bright colors, like light blue?" "I am so, so, so, so, so, sorry! I thought you didn't like –

Declan stopped me by laughing. He shook his head sideways and picked up a paintbrush. He glanced at me for a while, and then put a huge blob of green paint on our project. I gawked at the blob, then at KD.

"I have an idea," he said. Okay. "Let's make it … free. Instead of making it … dull and sophisticated, let's make it diverse. You know?" I nodded. In a sense, I liked his idea. But would our grade get screwed up because of it? I shook my head sideways. No, this was our project. As long as we finish it, it wouldn't matter. I grabbed a paintbrush and put an ugly yellow mark on our project. KD instantly grinned. Then, we both started painting. We were doing something different. The art, it kind of reminded me of my relationship with KD. Just like what we were painting right now, our relationship was diverse in a way. One minute, we can't stand each other, then another; we're like this, happily working together like we've known each other our entire lives.

KD snapped me out of my daydream by dropping a huge amount of green paint on my hand. My sudden reaction was throwing the nearest paint at him. It was orange. His shirt was orange. No one seemed to notice us. He threw a glue stick at me, but I quickly dodged it, throwing a red marker at him in the progress. I giggled as it bounced right off his nose.

"Ms. Gujral. Mr. Desai, is there a problem?" We both nodded our head sideways, chuckling to ourselves as we did. Then, we got back to painting our … thing. It was quiet now. It felt strange all over again.

"Kiya?" "Hmm?" "I'm still curious. What happened between you and Parag?" Shocked, I looked at KD. He was staring at me, a paintbrush in hand. I broke our glance by starting to paint again. Talk about randomness. "I don't know. Why're you so into it?" "Parag … he cheated on you right?" I nodded, forcing back the tears prickling into my eyes. I laughed, just to force back the tears. I didn't even know why I felt like crying. "You know, he really wants you back. A few days ago, he was writing a poem just to win you over or something." I stared at KD, a dumbfounded look plastered on my face. What? That didn't sound like Parag. Well, at least it didn't sound like the Parag that cheated on me a few years ago.

"Maybe you should talk to him. I hear him sometimes with ranveer. He's always saying how much –" KD was interrupted by the bell. He gave me a soft smile, ending his sentence without completing it. "He's always saying what?"

"Nothing," KD said, slowly. I didn't question him further. Everyone quickly cleaned up, placing their projects back on the shelf. I slung my backpack over my shoulders and headed towards the door. I was hoping to watch Panchi at the door. But she wasn't there. So I headed towards the bathroom, starting to adjust my hair as I reached. I stood in front of a mirror and stared at my reflection. How would KD s like this girl? She was no different than the others. Definitely, more … unattractive, if anything.

I washed my hands and headed towards my locker. I needed my Math book for the upcoming period. As I opened my locker door, something dropped out, landing on the floor. I bended down and picked it up. It was a note. Poetry. And just like KD had said, it was from Parag.

Hey Kiya. Ranveer helped me write it. But don't fall for him.

We used to share everything

It was just you and me

We'd walk along those sunny fields

That's howit used to be.

Did you suddenly forget those days?

You came to me and cried

Then you told me everything

Everything you felt inside

I guess I miss everything

From your smile to your laugh

I guess I was too blinded

Thinking you were my other half

But somewhere along the road of life

I decided to disappear

I told you just to hang on tight

And howone day I'll reappear

But that day never came

And I'm sorry that I lied

You were always my forever

And now, forever makes me cry

Love – Parag. Meet me at the library after school. Please?

I read the note and took a deep breath. As I headed towards Math class, I tossed it in the garbage. I was already in so much trouble. I didn't want to be in even more trouble by getting involved with Parag. I'd just get my heart broken. Again.

"You came." I folded my arms across my chest, my eyes wandering towards Parag. I know, I know. I said I wouldn't come. But I couldn't help it. The curiosity was killing me.

"Of course I came," I replied. "The poem was amazing, by the way." Parag leaned against the bookcase, his eyes not leaving mine. I shuffled around my seat, feeling a bit uncomfortable. Suddenly, his gaze softened. He stopped staring at me and stared at the wall. His hands were shoved in his pockets, and his shaggy black hair was messily gelled. Parag was wearing an oversized grey shirt and jeans. He wasn't one of those guys with the super-hot muscles. He had abs, but they were perfect. They weren't too muscular and tight. I had to force myself not to look at him. "So..? How you been?" I was trying to start a conversation. We were both in the school's library. It was pretty unoccupied, which was strange, considering the fact that it was December. But it did make sense a bit.

"I'm sorry I lied to you," Parag mumbled, running his hands through his hair. "It's fine. Let's not let that ruin our evening."

"I found the poem," Parag started. "It was in the garbage. I worked hard on it, Kiya. You should've just told me you didn't like it. Why lie and say it's good?" I frowned, instantly feeling bad.

"Parag, I'm being honest. I really did like –"He interrupted me, faking a laugh. It made me shiver. "Funny," he said. "Isn't that why it ended up in the trash?" His voice was sharp; a mixture of hurt and anger. I avoided his gaze, pretending to stare out the window. I felt so stupid. But honestly, wasn't Parag overreacting? I mean seriously, it's just words on a paper, nothing too special and suddenly before I could even speak out I realized he had pinned me against the fall and starting to kiss me forcefully Parag's lips felt rough against mine. It didn't feel like he was kissing me. It felt more like he was shoving his tongue down my throat so I pushed him away and ran somewhere far away from there. By the time I reached the bathroom, I was gasping for air. Nonetheless, I raced to the sink, fixing my hair. A few strands were sticking up. I put water on it, making it stick. It would only be for a little while, but still, whatever. Afterwards, I slowly washed the eyeliner I had on my eye. I didn't reapply my makeup. When I was done, I wiped my face with a napkin and dried my hands. Then, I headed out of the bathroom, aiming to reach the outer yard without bumping into Parag. Humming to myself, I walked slowly. But after walking for a little while, I did bump into someone. I looked up, straightening myself in the process. Thank god, it wasn't Parag. "Uh, sorry, I didn't mean to bump into you," I said, a bit too stupidly.

"Haha," KD chuckled. His laughter sounded like music to my ears. Bleh, I'm so pathetic. "It's fine. I'm used to it. We always crash into each other like this." "Uh," I mumbled, still sounding like an idiot. So now, I felt pathetic and stupid. "I was just heading out. Sorry. You can go your way. I'm so stupid. I should have looked –."

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Here it ends a little big chap as I haven't updated it from a long time. I hope it didn't suck… do comment whatever you guys think of it..i am waiting

Originally posted by: shubhraupadhyay

Awesome update saf this story is becoming intresting chapy by chappy
Kd & kiya fight was awesome hehe i am glad it is becoming interesting!
Kd still wants to know yea curious kd!!😆
You were always my forever love parag I want to kill u mrs parag if u are in this world & I will beat u really hehe kill mr.parag? bichara KD ka Bhai!!! 😃😆
He is crossing his linits how dare he wants to kiss kiya I will through him from terrace if he ever tried this againhehe he wont try it again...but will upset kiya in another way!!😉
Atlast my kd & kiya bumped intoeachother kiya doing nonsense talks hehe yea she was upset and to cover it up more nonsense talks!!
Loved it saf carry on with these intresting story thanz a lot shubh... i will carry on and will try to update sooner than before!!

Originally posted by: shubhraupadhyay

and i seriously feel he doesn't lover herConfused
jst to get her is his aimOuch
safre is parag ka chap khatam kar aur kisha ka romance jaldi shuru karEmbarrassedLOL
I gree with u razz is parag se chutkara vhahiye mujhe aur kisha ki lovestory starting chayiye
But ho sakta saf has has a good plan for it ho sakta parag ki help se kisha ki ls ban jaye