" will you kiss me...??? " asked ishita startling raman.
" w.. what...?? "
" hmm... i have never kissed someone... " replied ishita.
" never...??? as in seriously never... hoo... " said raman; quite amazed.
" hehe... actually... i kissed one guy in school... he was incredibly hot but alas... a poor kisser... "
" oohh i see... "
" so you kiss me na... " said ishita going more near to raman.
" i... i cant... you should sleep now... " said raman running fingers through his hair.
" why...??? im a good kisser... trust me... " confidently said ishita.
" no doubt in that... but... "
ishita pulled raman into her and placed his hand on her waist. she looked in his eyes and smiled at him... a genuine smile reaching her eyes. she leaned into him and placed her right hand on his right cheek and looped her left hand around his neck. raman was now looking at her and slowly his eyes were fixed on ishita's rosy pink lips which seemed juicy and delicious to him. he closed his eyes and felt her hot breath on his lips; he was ready to kiss her back if she kisses him. he felt her come more close and then... then nothing happened. he opened his eyes to see ishita passed out in his arms.
raman smiled to himself and felt amazed how he was ready to make out with the girl in his arms. yes it was just a kiss but he was quite sure that that kiss would lead to something more. he picked ishita bridal style in his arms and took her to the bed. he made her lie in the bed and wrapped the comforter around her. later on he switched off the light and slept on the uncomfortable couch.
next morning, ishita woke up with hangover; her head was spinning and paining.
" aaahhh... amma... "
raman woke up and looked at the source of the voice. he smiled remembering that it was ishita and whatever happened last night.
" ammma... " yelled ishita.
" kya hai...??? ye loudspeaker ki tarah gala kyun fadd rahi ho...??? " said raman.
ishita woke up with a jerk on listening to raman's voice and sat in the bed.
" what the hell are you doing here...??? " yelled ishita.
" excuse me... "
" you are not excused... get out of my room... right now..." said ishita pulling the comforter up and covering till her shoulders.
raman giggled and getting up from the couch, made his way to the bed.
" stay away from me... " ishita said pointing her finger at raman.
" not after last night... i will not be able to stay away i guess... " raman whispered leaning close to ishita.
" what after last night...?? huh...??? dont fool me raman... "
" i cant joke about last night... ohh god how you attacked me like a tigress... i never knew you could be that... "
" that...?? " asked ishita gulping the lump formed at the back of her throat.
" that you can get so wild and demanding in bed... " said raman dropping a feather like kiss just below ishita's earlobe.
ishita felt shivers ran down her spine and looked at raman with eyes... eyes that were having a hard time believing what she heard... eyes that were silently asking raman to say that it was all a lie...
" this is not possible... " ishita said shaking her head in a no.
" why...??? why is this not possible... ??? " said raman getting up from the bed and looking straight into ishita's eyes.
" because... because... we are friends... "
" so friends cannot get involved...??? " asked raman turning around, his back facing ishita.
raman tried controlling his laughter while he waited for ishita's reply. he turned around and saw ishita looking at herself in the mirror.
" dimag khisak gya hai kya...?? " asked raman.
ishita smiled at him through the mirror and then turned around to face him.
" my make up is not smudged... just perfect... im not sore... i can walk easily... so i know you are fooling me... " ishita said with confidence.
" okk i was fooling you... nothing happened though you tried a lot for the opposite to happen... " replied raman.
" i... what...??? " asked ishita with her mouth opened.
" you asked me to kiss you... thank god that i didnt want to kiss you... " said raman making his way towards the washroom.
" excuse me... what do you mean do didnt want to kiss me...??? i mean i dont want to kiss you either but i still want to know the reason... "
" because i dont make out with drunkards... "
" im not a drunkard... " shouted ishita.
raman giggled and made his way to the washroom.
ishita sat on the bed with her head in her hands and her mobile plugged for charging. raman after bathing came out in his bathrobe and looked at ishita. a smile played on his lips thinking how silly his madrasan can be.
" did i just her mine...?? " raman whispered.
" dost hai meri... no big deal... " he replied to himself.
After he got dressed, he brought a glass of limewater for ishita.
" have this you little brat... " he told ishita.
" what is this...?? "
" limewater... remedy for your hangover... "
" thanks... " said ishita.
when ishita was drinking the limewater, mihika barged in the room.
" bhai have you - ishu... " said mihika.
ishita waved a hand at mihika and gave the empty glass to raman. seeing this mihika smirked at raman.
" what are you guys doing together...??? ishu u stayed here...?? " asked mihika innocently.
" ohh i see... " said mihika after hearing the eventful story.
ishita looked at raman with wide eyes and wondered how the hell did he handled her the night before.
" so thats it... now i have a meeting, i have to rush... " saying this raman went out of the room leaving the shocked amazed duo behind.
" your drink got spiked... omg... " said mihika.
" yeahhh... shit how can i let this happen mihu... " replied ishita with disbelief.
" leave that ishu... raman bhaiya turned out to be your saviour... think if god forbid he wasnt there, anything would have happened... "
" i swear... "
days passed by and the situations and equations both changed. mihika and mihir started dating and ishita was super happy for her bestie; who finally found her dream man. seeing mihika and mihir together, ishita also started to feel the need of someone special in her life. she was alone before but she never felt lonely but now... now being alone meant only one thing for her - being lonely. ishita wondered if there was a special someone for her too. if there was a man made only and only for her, her soulmate... her other half. call this love or the need to find love, ishita found herself more and more around raman. honestly, raman was the only reliable option ishita had when mihika and mihir used to go out together with option, it doesnt mean that ishita didnt had friends or good company... but the real reason was "those" friends werent real at all and they at some point of time want only and only one thing from her... the only thing guys want from a girl.
" what do you think about this guy...??? " asked ishita.
raman and ishita came out for a cup of coffee when suddenly the topic of love came up. raman got irritated and seeing this ishita diverted the topic to herself. she told raman that she thinks she really want to date now... she needs a boyfriend now... a relationship that can later on turn into something serious. so raman offered ishita to find a guy for her - a guy raman thinks is suitable for ishita.
" naah... he is british... " replied raman.
" so what...?? im also british... " said ishita as a matter of fact.
" british madrasan... no a firangi madrasan... koi madrasi dhundte hai... firangi nahi... " chuckled raman.
" whatever... "
" ishu what the hurry...??? why are you suddenly desperate...??? " asked raman taking ishita's hand in his.
" now you are calling me desperate... oh my god...!!! " uttered ishita.
" arrey... im not calling you desperate but this is desperation... checking out every random guy is desperation... "
" im not checking every random guy... im just looking out for soemone who can love me... i also want to be loved by someone... i also want to love someone more than my life... im fed up of those guys who i used to hang out with for fun... " replied ishita honestly.
" you know what... i really wish you find that someone ishita... i really wish that the person you love, loves you back the same way you love him... " said raman.
" he has to... because i will love him... " ishita winked at raman.
raman was now in his room thinking about his meeting with ishita. he felt something weird when ishita talked about loving someone else and her checking out other guys. at first he thought, he was just being protective of ishita but on second thoughts, he found no reason of being protective about ishita.
" this girl will make me go insane... what is she doing to me...??? " whispered raman.
ishita was working on her project report when someone slightly tapped on her shoulder. she looked up to see abhimanyu; one of her batchmate; who was a punjabi boy - tall, well built and above average looks. ishita just knew abhimanyu by his name and face, because never had they got a chance to talk to each other. ishita smiled at him and asked him to take a seat. later on, abhimanyu told ishita that they are partners on their next project and he would need ishita's help as he is not good in that particular field.
" no problem... i will help you out... " smiled ishita.
" thanks a lot... it means a lot... anyways can i call you if i have some doubt...??? " asked abhimanyu.
" ohh yeah... no worries... here is my number... "
ishita wrote her number on a piece of paper and gave it to abhimanyu.
abhimanya was a chapter in ishita's life which when got started led to many other things. it actually accelerated the speed of events and brought a phase of realizations, confrontations and confessions.
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