Soumya sat there stumped, realising that a small movement of hers can distract rudra from his thought process. As she sat staring at him on the last step of the staircase she saw him coming back from his revier. He took a second to compose himself.
Finally he looked towards his right side and saw the same girl from the morning before him. She looked at him apologetically as if she had disturbed him or something.
” I am sorry.” Soumya finally blurted out looking into his eyes.
“What for ?!!” Rudra asked.
” For what happened in the morning and also for catching you in a weak moment now. ” She said with a small smile on her face.
Rudra looked at her for about 5 mins and then said, ” Its ohkay.”
” Missing home ?!!” She asked him genuinly this time.
” Yeah. How do you know ?!!” He asked looking confused.
” When I had shifted to london with my sisters, I was homesick for about a month. I used to cry daily and never move out of the house. But then I realised that this is the time I need to be independent. Yeah, family is important but then so is achieving something in your life and becoming something that they would be proud of.” She said, slowly and calmly as if explaining to a child.
Rudra took in her words and thought about them. A slow smile crept up on his face as he processed what she had said. He again looked at her and said, ” Thank you….” He trailed off, realising that he still didn’t know her name.
Soumya was looking at him and understood what he was lokking for. She forwarded he hand and said,” Soumya Malhotra.”
Rudra looked at her extended hand. Then his eyes moved up to capture her eyes in a spell. ‘Soumya’ was a beautiful name. He finally shook her hand with his and said,” Rudra Oberoi.”
They smiled at each other and the rest of the night was spent laughing at each others jokes and silly things. They had mingled with each other perfectly and fastly. Every time Rudra would find a girl hot in the party, Soumya would tell him how she already has a boyfriend. They had become the best of friends in a short span of time.
On the other side, Anika had followed Shivaay into a room. Where she blindly walked into the washroom, throwing some water on the stain, rubbing it gently against her hand to get it off.
After several tries, the stain was finally off, she made her way out of the washroom. As she came out and took a look around the room, she realised that it was Shivaay’s room, it definitely was his as there were a big S on the wall behind the bed.
There were multiple photos placed on the dark blue walls of the room, a photo, more like a family photo was placed at the side of the huge cupboard in the middle of the side wall.
She walked a few steps to look at it, when the door opened,Anika’s stomach went taut. She gulped hard as she turned around to see Shivaay. Oh oh, he had caught her invading his privacy.
She looked back at the blue pair of eyes which were triumphed in digging holes through hers.
She quickly averted her eyes and shadowed her face to leave the place. Before she could, her left bicep was in his grip, pulling her loosely hung arm to his side.
His heavy breath fell on her shoulders while his eyes turned cold when she struggled to escape his clutch, all the while staring into his eyes.
“How about a sorry and I can release you ?!!” he snorted at her, feeling sad for her helplessness.
Anika chuckled, and tried even harder to release from his grip, making him clutch her even harder than needed. Anika could feel her tender skin burning with pain, now her eyes flashed with seethful anger.
So he was smart enough. He had not led her to his room as she needed help, instead it was his selfish motive to extract an apology from her. Oh, how wrong Mr. Akdu was. She never ever was going to say sorry.
As Shivaay held her tightly in his arms, Anika suddenly looked directly in his eyes. She had a puppy-dog- expression on . Shivaay melted seeing her face. Anika slowly put her hand on his shoulders and moved her body more closer to his.
Shivaay felt her body weight on his as she closed the gap between them. He could directly see into her eyes and the orbs had the ability to weaken his gaurd. Anika moved her face closer to his ear as if wanting to say something, increasing the level of closeness between them.
As the proximity between them increased, Shivaay’s grip on Anika had loosened. His hands had travelled all the way down to her waist from her arms. He was now holding her very lightly attached to his chest.
As Anika sensed Shivaay loosing the physical control over her, she used it as an advantage and shouted in his ear,” Dream on Mr.”
As soon as she shouted in his ears, shivay eyes widened and he tried to catch hold of her but she had escaped his clutches and was already half way out of the room. Damm, he had lost the chance of extracting an apology from her. He brushed his hair with his hand and smiled a little at the girl who had made his first day in london a complete havoc.
Ishana had walked out of the house to gain some peace as the loud music playing in the party had slowly started to get to her nerves. She had come out only to face a long and never ending wine yard. She sat down on the bonnet of a car and faced the wineyards.
The cool wind blew on her face and she felt relaxed but then soon enough it became to cold for her to bear. She started shivering and rubbed her arms to generate some heat for her body. As she resolved her mind to get up and go inside the house, she saw a hand appearing in front of her vission holding a wollen sweater.
“You might need this, if you plan on sitting here any longer.” Om said in his deep voice, forwarding the sweater in his hand.
That’s the first thing Ishana had liked about him, his voice. He also had dark brown eyes with lots of mysteries and secrets burried in them, but it was his voice that had swept Ishana’s feet off the ground.
“Thanks.” Ishana said and wore the sweater over her head since it was a boy’s sweater.
“Coffee ?!!” Om asked indicating the thermos and cups in his hands. Ishana just nodded her head in response.
“Why are you sitting her all alone, when there’s a party going on inside ?!!” Om asked as he poured the coffee into two cups and handed over one to her.
“I wanted some time away from the crowd. Some peace and some silence.” She replied. Om looked at her for a minute and then turned his face towards the wineyards. He sipped his coffee silently.
“I am sorry for what happened earlier this day. About the prank and also the acciedent.” Ishana blurted out. Om again stared at her for some time, trying to look into her eyes and then faced forward.
Ishana had finished her coffee and when she didn’t get any response from him she started to get off the bonnet of the car and dusted her clothes. As she started to remove the sweater Om said, ” You can keep it, Ishana. Return it in the college tomorrow.”
Ishana was starteld about how he knew her name.” How do you know my name ?!!” She asked him.
” You tatoo on the wrist.” Om replied smilingly.
Ishana looked at her tatoo and then into om’s eyes. She smiled back at him and walked off towards the house to get her sisters and return to their home.
Precap : Nightmare. The next meet.
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Sorry for being late peeps, but I had a small accident due to which could not post the Chapter. Hope you all remember this FF.
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