May 2 continue,
6:11pm

Amaira's POV

"Let's go" I declared.

"Where!? Where are you going!?" A voice boomed in the room.

I turned around to find Sid with a confused expression.

Aww! He looks cute!

"Sid why aren't you ready yet!? We are going to the Dave's for dinner." Mom said entering with a neck piece.

"Oh"

Meanwhile Mom forced me to wear the heavy neckpeice. Just then a evil Idea came to my mind.

"Mom why don't you guys go ahead while I stay for my best friend. It doesn't looks good when only he's left. Isn't it!?" I said faking a serious expression.

Though this received multiple teasing looks but nonetheless, Mom agreed.

*

Blue!? Or Pink!?

Don't you think Pink is a little girlish!

But Pink suits him!

But still it's girlish!

Blue is okay!

Everyone has gone to the Dave's and Sid is in the shower whereas me, well I am selecting a kurta for him which I have finalized.

Blue is best!

I was smoothening the kurta when a hand wraped in my waist and pulled me back, crashing into Sid's chest.

I looked back and gasped seeing his bare chest.

"Oh my god! Sid. Where are your clothes, huh!?"

"Ssshh!" He shushed me pulling me to him more.

And oh his abs!

I am not going to describe it to you all. Not at all! I am aware of the number of girls seeing Wattpad.

Pushing my hair to right side, he slowly kissed my earlobe nibbling it. Enjoying the slow and romantic kisses, I leaned to him. I tilted my neck to give him more access. Tightening his hold in my waist, he rubbed his nose in my cheek. Spuning me, he pulled me such that I could feel his abs in my stomach. This position seems extremely streamy. My front pressed in his.

Peppering kisses in my eyes first, then nose, cheeks, and chin, all over my face, he finally claimed my lips.

My hands which were earlier placed in his chest, is now moving to his neck. Circling his neck with one of my hands, the left one, I think, the other one gently tugged his hairs.

After a minute or so, as I think, when we ran out of air, he left my lips. Touching his forehead with mine, we stayed like that untill his hands started drawing random patterns in my waist. I know this will definitely take time, so I stopped him.

Slapping his hands away and strengthening myself I said, "Go and change".

"No! I don't want to go there" He whinned like a kid, he's not.

I narrowed my eyes.

"Why!?" I frowned asking.

"I am tired!" He stated but a large part of me thought that he's lying.

Seeing my expression, he dramatically acted tired. My face turned stern.

"Okay fine! I am going!" He sighed and went to the bathroom after taking the kurta which was sprawled in his bed.

After making sure he really went to the bathroom, I made my way to the balcony which I designed by me.

I sighed.

Seeing so much people, running around, talking, some sitting in the shore of beach, some old couples smiling.

People become so busy in their lives that they don't realise that their families for whome they work, don't get enough time.

Youngsters do not know the real meaning of love and breaking hearts like toys. Because of a few youngsters people loose their faith in love. Because of them, nowadays we will find more children in orphanage than in schools.

The children whom parents took the most care are leaving their old parents when they become successful.

I was thinking about the lives of difference people when a warm hand enveloped my waist. Again.

Leaning to his arms, I continued looking at the shore but I could feel someone's (which doesn't take a genius to know) stare.

Spuning me, he caressed my cheeks with his knuckles. That's when I saw the kurta he was wearing.

He was looking hot!

(I know you guys wanted a snap of the kurta and believe me I have found a amazing kurta in Pinterest but forgot to Download it. Thus, woh kho gaya!)

My choice suits him!

Cupping my face, he put his in my nape. Rubbing his nose there, he placed a gentle kiss which made me giggle. I can feel him smile against my nape. Putting my hands in his neck, I pulled him to my level. He, in an instant put his hand in my waist, pulling my more to him.

I leaned to him and we happily hugged eachother.

The cold breeze was blowing with my hair now and then colliding with Sid's face. We both were wrapped with each other. Sid's chin in my head and I, playing with his kurta's button.

"You remember that day when you barged in my room saying to elope" Sid suddenly said which made me forget the number of checks in his kurta.

I giggled stating, "I was a kid"

"Yeah! A 17 year old kid!"

I pouted and looked a him with narrowed eyes. He let out a husky laugh and placed a peck in my pouty lips, smudging my favourite nude lipstick again.

"I was irritated" I whined.

"That's why you came to me saying let's elope?" He deadplaned.

I giggled again.

Flashback

Apparently a 17 year old Amaira Sharma was irritated because of her birthday party. All the Auntys were asking her about her boyfriend and all the Uncles about her future plans.

She wanted fun in her birthday. Her bestfriend who has now become her boyfriend was in the bed, suffering from Fever, for which she even cried like a kid she is. Rishi bhai was busy in his medicals and Piya was with Pooja di for her camps. Her mom, dad, Aunty and Uncle were busy treating the guests. The birthday girl was irritated to her core.

Running to the house, leaving three house, she ran to her now-boyfriend's room.

There he was sitting in his study table, drinking his milk obediently. Running to him Amaira sati in his lap with a 'thump'.

"Ama what are you doing!? Go away! You know I have malaria! Go!" Sid said panicking.

"I don't care" She mumbled.

Sid sighed knowing how hard-headed his girlfriend was.

He wrapped his arms around her, keeping the glass of milk down and in return got a leaning Amaira with a wide smile.

He too smiled softly but the smile vanished and got replaced with a laugh after hearing her next words.

"Let's elope!"

"Why!?"

"I don't want to stay here. No body is paying heed to me. It's my birthday and everyone is asking about my studies" She pouted.

He let out a chuckle in response.

Flashback ends.

By now we both are seated in his balcony, with me in his lap, pressing my right cheek in his chest and hugging him like a koala. My skirt has now risen up giving a view of my favourite brownie print leggings. Both my legs are hugging his torso and his hands around my waist pulling me to him. The Puja was long forgotten.

I was going to close my eyes and get a amazing sleep dreaming about my Brownies, when I heard a voice.

"So this is what you both are doing here, huh!?" My eyes snapped to the owner and so did Sid.

Shreyash Dave!

Oh no!

Sid got up in a haste leaving me pout which was soon replaced with a grin when he gave me a hand to get up.

"Mr. Dave-"

"Shreyash" I cut Sid.

"We were coming. You go."I said and looked at Sid who was giving me a kinda angry look and Shreyash, a type of jealous one.

Oh! So Mister is jealous!

"No! I will drive. Come down." He said smiling.

Why is he smiling so much!?

"Okay"

*

The way down was full of Sid threatening me not to sit with his in the car. Next I also found the reason for his smile. When we went down Piya was sitting in the car with a glare, which hardened seeing me.

When we reached there, I even let out a cry seeing the number of people.

Man they were almost 500!

We came home at 11 after dinner. And I must add, our day was productive.

*

May 3, 10:01am
Day 3

Siddharth's POV

The Delhi Project meeting just got complete and I have already got 16 missed calls from Cupcake. She has strictly ordered me to be in her living room at 10 for shopping.

She is too excited for the wedding, even more excited than Pooja Di.

Silly girl!

Huh!? Say that in front of her, she will chop you like choco chips and add it to her brownies!

She can do that!

Quickly reaching home I saw Anjali Aunty and Suresh Uncle, Ama's parents. Sending them a quick greeting, I rushed to my room and after taking a shower, I got ready in a white T-shirt and blue jeans and paired it with a pair of boots.

*

I was ready to hear a 30 minute lashing session from Ama but when I came here, she was looking excited. After a few minutes I saw Piya coming from somewhere glaring at Ama.

This girl must have done something again!

I will not interfere in there matter or else at the end I will become their 'Bali ka Bakra'.

Cupcake was looking beautiful though. She was wearing a white crop top with denim shorts and my shirt which she has gracefully stolen. She even has the gold chain that Mom has gifted her jn her 18th birthday.

Currently I am pushed by Piya to a separate trial saying to change there as it's more big.

But there is something fishy!

I, when neared the room, Piya pushed me in. I turned to find Ama sitting there, her head in her hand and her open zipped back on display.

The sound of door shutting made her look at me and my eyes widened realising the situation.

Oh no!

To be continued...

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Niya Sharma