A/N: Hello!! Im mostly a silent reader and this is my first time at writing something and when i say first time, I literally mean the first time as I have written nothing apart from english essays in my entire life!! Arylie inspired me to give a hand at writing something!!
This wouldn't have been possible without my dear M!! She helped me out alot and also edited this for me!! Hope you guys like it!! Please make sure to leave a comment!!
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"I'm leaving, I can't see this happening." Said Imlie with a heart-breaking voice. She turned around on her feet and started walking away from him.
Will he stop me? Or will he let me go? Imlie wondered.
Stay away from my family! His harsh tone echoed in her mind.
Why would he stop me? He doesn't even consider me a part of his family let alone be a part of his life. Imlie’s heart ached.
She knew they weren't something but were they nothing either?
A tear almost escaped her eyes. "You can never hide anything can you?" Imlie asked herself bitterly. With a resolve to walk away from his life, she marched towards their room quickly to pack her bags. She didn't know what she’d say to kaki ma and arpita didi but she knew that if Aryan didn't want her in his life, she was not willing to stay for another second.
Aryan felt numb when he saw her walking away from him. He didn't have the courage to utter the words that he always wanted to. Stay!! Stay for me please. As much as he knew that their marriage wasn't her choice, he still hoped she’d stay with him.
He wished that she’d stay not because she was obliged to but because she wanted to.
As he saw her disappear in the crowd, he felt weak. A tear rolled down his cheeks as he saw her walk towards their room knowing what she was going to do next. He could always read the pain in her eyes but today she wasn't in pain, she was broken.
I can't let her go! Not now, not ever! Aryan internally screamed with sadness in his heart.
How could he let her go? No! This was not going to happen. He would do whatever it took to make her stay. With him, For him.
He knew his words were harsh but he was hoping that Imlie would forgive him knowing that he genuinely didn't mean it. He’d lashed out rudely in his anger and made a grave mistake. With the intent to stop her, Aryan sprinted towards their room.
As Aryan cracked open their bedroom door, he saw Imlie rushing between the wardrobe and the bed to pack her stuff in a suitcase that lay open in the bed.
"STOP" Aryan ordered.
Imlie glanced at him and ignored him because she knew he was here out of an obligation to stop her. She didn't know if he actually wanted her to stay. She hurried towards the wardrobe to pack some more of her stuff.
As soon as she reached towards the bed, he gripped her wrist and stopped her.
"Where are you going Imlie?'' Aryan asked.
"Anywhere but here" Imlie replied keeping her eyes downcast knowing that if she looked into his eyes, her resolve to leave him would crumble.
"Why?" Aryan questioned Imlie tightening his grip on her wrist.
Imlie didn't have an answer. Why was she running away? Was it because he didn't consider her as family or was it because he refused to consider her as anything?
Her silence was breaking him. He couldn't see her like this. He liked her being happy. Being happy with him! Why was she not looking into his eyes? God! He hated when she didn't look up into his eyes. The way he could read her like an open book was because her eyes gave away everything. From her joy to her sorrows, her eyes were the door to her soul and he could not bear not having a glimpse of her soul.
Aryan softly tipped her chin with his other hand and urged her to look at him.
When she finally looked into his eyes,
"I'm sorry" Aryan said, his eyes pleading for forgiveness.
If he was going to look at her like this, how was she supposed to leave?
"Why are you apologising? Did you say anything wrong?" asked Imlie with anger in her eyes.
Aryan was going to lose it! She was broken, he could see it but her words stung him like a thorn.
"Yes! In my anger, I said something gravely wrong that hurt you. And I'm here to apologise for that" replied Aryan with a stern voice. He was never one to back out from accepting his mistakes.
Imlie wanted to forgive him but she couldn't bear this anymore.
"And what if I don’t forgive you?" Asked Imlie.
"Then I would do anything it takes to make you forgive me" he said with an intensity in his eyes.
"Why do you need my forgiveness anyway?" Imlie started off in a harsh tone.
"You don't even consider me your family. You don’t even consider me your friend for that matter" He needed to hear her wrath. She wasn't going to hold back anymore.
"Tell me ABP!! Why do you need my forgiveness? You don't ask for forgiveness from someone who means nothing to you"
Imlie unleashed her feelings that she had bottled up for a long time.
Couldn't she see that she did NOT mean nothing to her? Why was she willing to understand everyone around her but him?
This was it for aryan. He grabbed her arms and pulled her towards him. . Her hands which always lay rested on his chest refrained this time from doing so.
"You, mean nothing to me? YOU?" Asked aryan while gripping her tightly.
"You are my wife Imlie." His voice sent chills down her spine.
"Wife?" She laughed hysterically . Wife from a marriage of inconvenience she thought.
"Wife is someone who is part of your family. Someone who means something to you. Do I mean anything to you Mr. Aryan Singh Rathore?" She raised her questioning eyes.
This was the end of Aryan’s patience.
Now, he was not going to hold back either.
As much as he loved being in denial, Imlie needed to hear his side of the story.
Aryan pulled her closer to him if that was even possible. Their faces, inches away.
"Anything?" He asked, both of their breaths, colliding.
"Why would you mean just anything for me when I consider you everything?" Aryan spoke emphasising especially on the last word.
Imlie's eyes looked straight into his, looking for answers. While all she saw was a fire in his eyes.
Did he just call her his EVERYTHING?
Did she mean that much to him?
Was she dreaming? Or was she hallucinating?
Her train of thoughts came to halt when she suddenly couldn't feel his warmth anymore.
Aryan stepped back, recollecting what he’d just said.
F*ck what did he just say? Did he say that she was his everything? Shit he needed to say something else. No! He could not let this happen. She’d be angry at him wouldn't she?
He tried to search her teary eyes.
Were those tears of happiness or were they of anger and frustration?
"I'm sorry!" Aryan turned to leave.
As soon as he started leaving, Imlie held his wrist softly.
"Everything?" She asked with tears in her eyes.
Still holding his wrist, she tugged him back towards her.
She needed to know. She needed to know why he was trying so hard to hide his real emotions.
When aryan turned to face her, she cupped his cheeks with her hands while her thumbs grazed his beard. Contradictory to her thoughts, his beard was soft and she could feel a little tickle down her thumbs when she touched it lightly.
Aryan closed his eyes at the comfort he felt when she touched him. How long was he going to deny his emotions? How long?
Did she feel the same as him? Did she want to spend the rest of her life with him willingly and not because she was forced to?
Would she stay? Stay for him ?
Aryan let out a breath that he felt he’d been holding in for years.
Her hands felt like a lullaby to a crying kid, like the first rain after a famine.
He opened his dark brown eyes.
He held Imlie's hands that were cupping his cheeks lightly. He just wanted to stay in this moment, not wanting to let her go.
"Everything Aryan?" She asked again just hoping he wouldn't run from his emotions this time.
How could he deny it now? How could he lie to her when she was looking at him with her pleading eyes, looking as beautiful as an angel who decided to grace this world with her presence. Aryan looked at her with his dark eyes while his mind was fighting with his heart.
But wait what if she didn't feel the same?
What if she leaves him if he told her the truth? No!! He could risk his life but could not risk her leaving him. He would shatter into pieces if she didn't feel the same. Fighting a battle with his emotions, aryan decided to put on his mask again.
"Everything a boss could ask for in an employee." He spoke with a cold tone.
He left her wrists which he had held and again went into his cold, arrogant and rude persona that he dubbed to hide his real emotions.
Does he know that his eyes, like mine too betray him easily? Thought Imlie.
She took a deep breath and calmed herself not to smack his face and call him ghonchu.
Not taking off her hands which were cupping his cheeks, she closed off the little distance they had. Their faces were so close that they could feel each other's warm breath.
"Oh is that so Mr Aryan Singh Rathore?" Imlie asked mischievously.
"Yes!!" Exclaimed Aryan out of frustration.
"So are we back again at boss and employee?" She asked nonchalantly.
Aryan nodded his head in affirmation.
"Not husband and wife?" She was not going to let him rest, she thought.
"Yes!!.. I mean No!!" Aryan stuttered.
"Then I should just leave, shouldn't I?" Imlie raised her eyebrows in question. Taking her hands off his cheeks, she stepped back.
"No!! Hell No!!" Aryan ordered her. She was getting on his nerves now.
"Why?" She asked softly.
Aryan grabbed her waist with one of his hands while his other hand cupped her cheeks.
"Because I -..." Aryan slowly bent his head. Their foreheads, now touching
"Because you..?" Asked Imlie.
Drunk on his touch, she closed her eyes in anticipation.
"Ye baat udhar rahi!!" Aryan whispered in her ear.
Imlie's eyes flew open at his words.
"What?" asked Imlie shockingly.
Aryan chuckled at her reaction.
"I don't want any of your udhar okay? Fine!! Now I'm definitely leaving!! She pulled herself away from him, trying to get back her senses.
"I can't take this anymore!!" Imlie grunted and marched towards the door. Before Imlie could leave, aryan stopped her in her way by pulling her body towards him.
"Stop Imlie." Spoke aryan in his baritone.
He held her body tightly by her arms, feeling her curves.
Dazed from their Intimacy, Imlie closed her eyes and in a slow voice asked "Why?"
She rested her hands on his chest as if they belonged there.
"Because you are my every-..." Aryan trailed off as he couldn't just say it. His heart was beating fast due to being this close to her. Can I just tell her? His mind and heart again fighting a battle.
Imlie could feel his heart beat faster because of her hand that lay on his chest. Her heart was beating the same too. Both of their heartbeats, fast and both of their minds, unsure about the possibilities that the moment held.
She knew he would not say it. Not because he didn't feel anything but because he was afraid. Afraid of being in love? Or afraid of not being loved? thought Imlie.
She decided to take him out of his fear, whichever one it may be.
Imlie stood up on her tiptoes and slowly slid her arms which lay on his chest to his neck. She wrapped her hands around the nape of his neck and then touched her forehead with his.
Aryan slid his hand around her waist to support her body and closed his eyes while their foreheads touched.
She softly said,
"I may be everything that you want in an employee but you; you my dear, are everything that I want in my life."
With this, she softly pecked his lips.
Aryan couldn't believe it.
Imlie!! His Imlie was kissing him?
Was he dreaming? Or was she a fragment of his imagination right now? No!! She kissed him. His wife, Imlie, kissed him. Aryan came back to his senses and claimed her lips not wanting to let her go.
She kissed HIM? She kissed her husband? She kissed her Aryan? Imlie was surprised at her bold behaviour but at the same time she couldn't believe it when Aryan started kissing her back.
This felt so good. This felt like heaven, she mused.
Both of them finally broke out their kiss to take a moment to breathe and Aryan looked at her eyes.
Her eyes downcast as she processed her actions.
He cupped her cheeks and said,
"You are my everything too.."
Imlie raised her tear filled eyes at him.
"I'm sorry I couldn't muster up the courage to tell you before." Said Aryan while wiping out remnants of her tears.
Imlie took his palms from her cheeks and kissed them softly.
Both of them smiled and collapsed in each other's arms not wanting to let each other go.
Both of them knew that they were something to each other but to know that they meant Everything to each other was no less than a dream.
The End
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