"Tina, go and get our car ready." I shoved our car keys in her hand.

"Why are you not coming?" She asked eyeing Sidharth. He is busy talking with his friend Mohit.

"Just go and do it. I'll join you after sometime." I chided.

"Okay."

"Good."

"Good is your choice." She said eyeing him.

Don't fuck with me. "Shut up!"

"Shehnaaz, I would say you better go with him. Spend some time with him. I really like him. He is just opposite you. I think that's the beauty of it. Mature women and immature men. Nice combination." She gives me a teasing smile before running out from the restaurant to save her small life.

"This little bitch has lost her mind." How could she like him for me? He is so young for me! How could she even agree for it?

Mom will have a heart attack if she comes to know about this. No doubt she said I can date a young man this morning at the breakfast table. But it's not true. I know her. It's her desperation to see me getting married and leave her house. That's it.

She will get a heartache if I really date him or marry him in future. On top of that, his parents. What will they say? The society? They won't let us live in peace. And, Sidharth?

He is so immature. He doesn't know what's the difference between true love, lust and infatuation. He is so young. His mind and heart will change with times. He will change. His taste and preference will change when he grows up.

I believe something about guys. They're not mature and a man until they turned 30. Because they become mature only after 30. I believe it. My mother believes it. Guys might find it harsh, but that's the fact and truth.

God, I need to talk with Sidharth. I need to know what he actually said to her. There's no way he told her about the slap thing that happened last week. I am definitely guilty for what I did but he deserved that slap for acting like an asshole.

"Sidharth, I'll take a leave now." His friend Mohit said, giving me a weird look.

"Fuck off asshole." He cursed, getting irked with his look at me.

His friend lean close to him to say something, "Sid! Her sister is so beautiful. Set us up. Please! Bro."

This young man is after my sister now. Great!

"Su-"

I cut him off, "It's not going to happen Mohit. Tina is older than you. A year older than you."

I heard their conversation where Mohit mentioned he is two years older than Sidharth. Means, he is 24. Tina is 25. So no fucking way that it's happening.

"I don't care." He said with a pout.

He does look funny actually. Not ugly.

"You just met her today. There's no way you'll fall for her. So get a grip on your emotions." I told him logically but looks like he didn't get my words. Sidharth just rolled his eyes on it finding it nonsense.

I don't care what he really thinks. Little punk!

"Shehnaaz, do you know there's something called love at first sight?" Sidharth mocked me. "Maybe it happened with him?" It's not a statement but a question.

"Maybe. Maybe not." I considered his words.

"Then don't fucking tell him to back off. Let him explore first. Let him know her better. He is not claiming to love her anyways." Little punk is pissed.

"I am just advising him as an adult. For his own good. I don't want him to suffer from heartbreak, punk." I told him the truth. I know my sister, she won't go for him. Hash but true.

"Now I have become a PUNK to you?" He looked offended.

"Aren't you a punk, Sidharth?" My voice came out challenging. He is a bully.

"No." Oh the fucking confidence.

"Liar." He is,

"Okay, see you later bro." Mohit bid us goodbye, technically he followed behind Tina.

Shameless idiot.

"Alligator." He yelled.

He is actually a kid. A cute and naughty kid.

"We need to talk." I told him in serious tone.

"No funny talk, Baby?" Oh! His flirtings really do something in my body.

"SIDHARTH!"

"I know my name darling."

This reminds me of the moment he called Tina darling. That really pissed me off. Why would he call everyone darling like this? That means I have no value for him. I'm not that special to him. Fine. I don't want to be special anyways.

"Liar!" My mind mocked.

"Are you upset?" So he noticed my expression.

"No." Liar, my mind mocked again.

"Liar.. liar.. pants on fire." He sings making me irritated. "Okay, let's get in my car to talk."

I didn't like the idea of being alone with him in his car. I don't trust him. Moreover on me. If he tries to pull up a stunt in his car this time; I might lose my mind and give in to his demand. I might be a strong woman but when it comes to him, I feel weak. I am weak for him. But he doesn't need to know it.

"I am not getting in your car." I told him firmly.

"Alright." Huh? He agreed so easily? How? "Let's talk standing outside my car. Is that okay darling?"

"Stop calling me that." I told him, irritated with the thought of previous memory of him and Tina. I don't know why I'm acting like a jealous girlfriend here, which I am not.

"How about Honey then?" This man! Won't stop with his flirting.

"Call me by my name."

"Nah! It's boring."

"How dare you?" I'm hurt.

"What I meant, it will sound better in our bedroom; when you will ride me."

I can't believe this filthy man.

"You're so disgusting!" Asshole.

"Just for you, My woman."

"My woman, my foot." But it did a lot of things in my heart and stomach. I felt good. But then I remember his hormones. He is always hot and ready for sex. So no. I won't fall into his trap. "I doubt."

"Never doubt my feelings for you. The way I feel for you, I never felt like this for someone. God's promise." He sounds hurt somewhere. But what do I do? His words and actions say a different story.

"Where is your driver anyway? Can't see him?" He chuckled finding something funny what I just said. "What's so funny?"

"Shehnaaz, I drove the car. There's no driver."

"What?" How irresponsible he can be? He have no driving license and he fucking drove the car himself? "Are you fucking idiot? You don't have a driving license and you drove the car? What if police get you and put you in jail? Or charge you fine?"

Here I'm talking like a mad person getting worried for him, and there he is smiling like an idiot.

"What the fuck Sidharth? Be serious about it!"

"Okay. Let's get serious." He sounds actually serious. "I can pay the fine. And about jail? I'll call you to bail me out." At the end he fucked it up again doing flirting with me.

"Sidharth!" I am so done with him.

"I know my name." He grabbed my arm and pulled me towards his car.

"Sidharth leave my hand." He passed me a death glare so I become quiet. He looked dangerous actually.

"Get in the back seat." He pulled open the car door and shoved me inside and got in the car from the opposite side and locked us in the car.

We're locked in car. Great!

"Sidharth, people are here!" Even my sister. She looked pissed, with Mohit talking something to her. I guess he is still trying his luck with her.

"Shut up and drink it." He shoved a bottle of water on my lap.

"I don't-" He passed me a glare again. Like a good sub I drink some water making him smile. He has a charming smile. And it does things to me. Only if he knew. Or maybe he knows.

He grabbed the bottle from my hand and throw it in the front seat. "You need to relax baby."

"Don't baby me." I am not a baby. Definitely not his.

"You called me a punk right? Should I get on my punk role Shehnaaz?" His voice dropped low. It sounded pretty dangerous to me. "I swear to God, you won't like that. I can be a very bad person. You don't know me yet!"

"Was that a threat?" Sounds like that.

"Kind of." He grabbed my hands and kiss on the upper hand. Butterfly dances in my stomach and my cheeks warmed up.

Don't blush.

I felt like a teenager, who got a hand kiss from her crush. Which is kinda true. Not the teenager part but crush part. I always had one on him which turned into love.

"Shehnaaz, I genuinely like you a lot. I am very serious about it." He added, after seeing me about to protest.

"Sidharth, have you gone mad? I'm older than you." I told him as a matter-of-fact.

"So? What?" He is totally unbrothered with this fact.

Is he serious?

"Whatever you're trying to do with me. It won't happen. You know the reasons. So, stop it." I warned him.

I moved back to sit away from him. But he he grabbed my arm and caged me in between him and his car window pinning my hands over my head.

Fuck me

"Sidharth stop it." Another warning. "It's just a fling for you." I know. "There's no match between us. You're too young to understand the depth of true love." It did hurt me but, truth to be told.

"How about a no?" He asked in a challenging tone. "It's not a fucking fling Shehnaaz. I am serious about you. About us."

He did sound serious. But I can't fall into his words. He is a good manipulator. He just wants to have sex with me once, then he will leave me heartbroken.

"There's no us Sidharth. You need to understand this. You're young. You're immature. Your liking will change later with time."

"Shehnaaz!"

"Please, try to understand me. It must be a fun fling or you want to have a one time sex with me; but it's not same for me. I am-" My voice broke and my eyes teared up.

God! I'm breaking down in front of him.

"I am not that kind of a woman. I am not like those girls you have been with." I am sure he had plenty of girlfriends before, "We are polls apart. I don't want to use and throw." I finished in a broken tone and tears started to run down my eyes.

He quickly wiped off the tears from my face. "Are you done?" He sounded hurt.

"Yes."

"I know you are not like them, and that's why I like you so much. You're so different from me, that's why I am so attracted to you. Not only physically but also emotionally. The way you make me feel things I have never felt like this before. You make me feel complete."

God. Fuck me.

He continued, "God's promise. Shehnaaz you're so sweet. So cute. So beautiful. So strong. So sexy. So mature than me. These makes you so special to me."

Fuck. I'm flattered. He is good with words.

"Shehnaaz, maybe you don't need me."

It's a big fucking lie. I fucking need him. He doesn't know how much I love him. He doesn't know what I can do for him.

"But, I do need you. I need you to live." He became quiet for a moment, "Shehnaaz, I think I love you."

"WHAT?"

"Yes." He smiles big. "Because, the mere thought of you with some other guy, really pisses me off."

Okay! Did he just confessed his love for me? So casually? So much effortlessly? Like it wasn't a big of a deal?

Fucking Gen Z

"You must be joking?" Okay he got hurt with my words.

"It's true. I'm not joking here. You're not a joke to me nor my feelings for you." He was damn hurt.

"Sidharth, we just met for two days only and you're talking like this? And, now you expect me to believe you?"

"You have to believe me."

"See, just accept the fact that you just want to have sex with me. Once. And, you'll be done." I voiced out boldly what I really think about him.

He laughed at it as if I joked. "You're funny. If you think like that Shehnaaz." His laugh died and the way he looked at me it hurt in my heart. "I am fucking serious about you. You are just the one I ever wanted. You're my Ms. Perfect."

"Bullshit." My voice comes out breathless. In my heart I have already accepted his feelings for me, but I'm still fighting from my mind to save my heart. What if he is lying? Just for this thought.

"It's not bullshit Shehnaaz. It's reality. Do you know there's something called love at first sight? It just happened to me the moment our eyes met. I swear I'm telling you the truth. I know you have feelings for me. I can see that in your pretty eyes." He kissed my forehead gently making me almost melt.

DON'T FUCKING MELT. HE IS LYING.

I shake my head no. "I have no feelings for you."-Liar- "I don't even know you Sidharth." -another lie-"I know it's just a fling from your side."-I am trying to believe it- "You just want to have sex with me. One time then you'll forget me." Maybe it's like this.

He cupped my face gently with one hand. Another still pinning my hands over my head. No doubt he is taller and stronger. He moved closer and rested his head against mine, locking his dark brown eyes with mine. We stayed in silent for a moment conversing through our eyes only. I'm begging for his mercy to end it here. And he is begging me to accept him.

It's hard.

"I have never wanted anyone as much as I want you. I just don't want to have sex with you Shehnaaz. I want more. I want to make love with you. Not once. But again and again until I fucking die." I can see the truth in his eyes.

I so want to believe you Sidharth. But the society? My Mom? Your parents? What about them?

As if he just read my mind, "I'll take care of everything. I just need you beside me."

"Sidharth, it's not right. You're delusional. I have no feelings for you." Liar, my mind mocked.

"I saw your wallpaper. It was us. You and me. So accept your feelings for me."

Fuck he saw it! How?

"Tina told me. Then I saw it, when you went to wash your hands leaving your phone on the table."

Fuck! Biggest mistake of my life.

"Best mistake of your life. So be a good fucking woman that you're and accept, you love me." He demanded.

This is crazy!

"You're crazy Sidharth. It's not right. This is not your America. It's fucking India. A place where it's a taboo."

"As if I care?" I stayed quiet. "Tell me how long you're in love with me?"

This curious asshole

"Don't do it with me Sidharth please. I beg you." I tried to convince him.

"Tell me how long you're in love with me?" He demanded in dominating tone, locking his dark intense eyes with mine and grabbing my chin tightly in between his fingers causing my lips to form into a pout.

"22." My voice comes out as a whisper.

"What?" He looked confused.

I took a shakey breath feeling all overwhelmed imagining his reaction after knowing I'm in love with him just after his birth.

"22 years."

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