Balancing her by holding her waist gently, he helped her in climbing the window of the room. Once jumping inside, she stood and forwarded her hand for him to get in.

They were back to the place from where all the chaos started. He left her hand much later and found her frowning.

He looked at the watch. It had been one hour for him asking for a spare of 20 minutes from his di to talk to his bride. He has crossed the time limit thankfully because of the bride's craziness yet his di didn't ring to him once.

He, with an exhale of deep, encouraging breathe walked to open the door when he felt a tug near his elbow on the Sherwani.

He knew its her but what else is left to say now?

She already said and did enough for a lifetime.

Right from showing her unwillingness to get married by running away to BREAKING his heart along with shattering of his dreams.

Dreams, which he saw with her, where he would be spending his life as her and claiming the crazy soul as his.

He shrugged her arms and without any intention of talking with or looking at her, he walked with hasty pace, only to be stood dumbstruck as his place.

A soft cotton like body collided tightly and forcefully with his back and he knew he is hugged by his unwillingly to marry bride.

It took all of his composure and patience not to turn back and hug her with an intensity to melt her in his arms.

He kept standing there, letting her cage him in her small frame with deep breaths.

The tinkling of her bangles alerted him of her arms wounding around his stomach and then pressing her body more with him.

Damn! What does this girl wants?

He held her hand and attempted to unwound her arms, when she shrugged his palm holding hers and said-

You are a nice man Arnav. Too nice to be real and not any novel male protagonist. I have started admiring and respecting you the way, I have not, to anyone till now.

He gulped. What does that suppose to me?

Has he impressed and won her heart?

Is she now willing to marry him?

His lips curled in a small smile. His hold on her palm became gentle.

A man can hope.

He turned towards her in the next moment now holding her petite frame in his arms.

Their loud and quiet audible heart beats indicated its something too new and naive for them.

The pink hues were not only making its appearance on hers but his cheeks as well and then with in a blink, Arnav smashed his lips on hers making her aghast.

His passion had finally taken the front seat and before Arnav could have acknowledge or restricted it, it showed its power.

The kiss, The First Kiss lasted not more than one minute but he kept his lips plastered to hers. He kept her too close to himself to run. He kept her to him, confined within him.

But then something salty and moist touched his lips resting upon hers and he staggered back leaving her.

He stood dumbstruck realising what he did and its aftermath.

There she stood with her not only cheeks but now nose and eyes red too. The trail of tears showed that he had offended her, committed a crime and hurted the girl who had just started respecting him.

But he had no control on him. The mere thought of not being able to make her his legally wedded wife was stabbing jmhis heart.

Yes, he has not confessed this to even himself, but somewhere he knows, what he feels for her is not attraction and definitely not lust.

The intensity of the feeling which he has for her is somewhere so passionate, so powerful and so pure. He realises its love.

He realised it the moment be turned to open her room's door. He knew he won't be able to debt the marriage without showing his vulnerability.

He has been a man as cold as ice and as hard as rock for yearsbut this certain girl had managed to break the ice and collapse the rock. She had made him feel. She made him love her.

And then, when she had hugged her, he had seen a ray of hope. A ray of hope for which he was too selfish to let go.

Even, he don't know what took over him that he kissed her without even caring for her consent.

He was too overwhelmed to query or plead. He just did what his heart told him, for the very first time.

But now her tears are making her feel like a culprit. Be made her cry by kissing her, Forcefully.

He walked towards her only to make his heart shatter some more on seeing her turning her back to him.

I-I am sorry Khushi. I didn't mean to. I-I won't say it a mistake but it was not to hurt or insult you.

Forget it and-and consider it nothing for yourself.

I have no further explanation other than I did what my heart told me to and I don't feel it to be a mistake or a nothing.

Forgive me.

I am going downstairs to call off our wedding. You will be free Khushi.

You can move on from this almost happened wedding and a certain Arnav Singh Raizada and his not a mistake of a kiss.

Saying this with red moisture  seeping in his eye he finally left her room without sparing a second glance to her.

Standing admist his and her relatives and guests, he cleared his dry throat. Its time, he fulfills the promise, he made to his love.

He looked at his di when fhe priest announced the groom to take his place and asked the bridesmaids to bring the bride to the alter.

That hurted his already bruised heart but keeping it at bay, he opened his mouth to speak to the too excited and nervous listeners when the same baby girl who had herself taken up the task of announcing shouted-

Look, Khushi Di is here.

Arnav turned to the direction hurriedly and stood flabbergasted with awwstruck seeing her descending the stairs with her touch up done as a bride with the most special and shy smile adorning her face.

To be continued..

So, Khushi, too arrived in the scene. What do you think she is here for?

Will she say a yes to marry Arnav?

Will she finally reveal her reason for denying the marriage.

Stay tuned to know the answers in the last update of the story.

Yes, we have reached to the end of yet another beautiful and crazy journey of Arnav and Khushi.

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