Drishti's pov:

"Are you acrophobic?" He looked weirdly at me but his eyes said it all. He was afraid of heights. To be honest, he masked it very well in the plane.

In a moment I felt myself holding my stomach and laughing at this poor oh-I-am-scared of heights man! Never in my life have I seen a person afraid heights. I haven't, but there are such people.

"You can't laugh at me like this" He turned his face to another side holding annoying looks on his face. I pissed him off!

"Ok! I won't laugh. But how cute!" I pulled his cheeks from one side but he held his blank expressions, great! My love insulated me but not responding.

"Whatever, we will not go up there"

"Should I call bhai?" I raised by brows at him and crossed my arms across my chest leaning agaisnt the tree nearby.

"That's cheating" He complains too? Wow. I thought he will be like 'as you say princess' and please Drishti, behave.

I seriously feel today you will do something, something stupid.

Nah! I won't. I bet my kidney on it.

Money for I phone 12 pro max saved. Thank you.

Whatever.

"Let's have something to eat first" And I will call it an official 'Date'! What could he say? According to him he is here for protecting me as per my brother's order but according to me it was our destiny, oh my god.

"Fine" And there was his reply making me show a 45 inch wide smile seeing which Pennywise will admit his defeat too. Except that I looked cute. At least according to me.

We went to a nearby restaurant and ordered a large pizza, five choco lavas amd a can of cold drink for me only. He looked hesitant to order. If it had been my earlier bodyguards then 100% they would not leave anything in the shop. Coming to a flashback when they ordered from nearly 5 restaurants when we 21 were alone.

I am more protected than Trump himself.

Finally he ordered a small pizza and a can of same cold drink. Small? Oh my god. It's role reversal. Seeing me it should be me who must order small and he should be the one at large. I have heard he eats less. Especially junk food.

I am a junkie. Not Junk kook.

Any fan here? Well, I am not. But he was adjusting in my joke so I welcomed him in.

Our orders came in less than 30 mintues completely opposite to Indian delivery service of some restaurants. In the meantime I was talking about what I would do after we got up there. Trust me you don't wanna know what happened when we started eating. He was eating small sized pizza and I was on a large one still I managed to finish it before him and start with the choco lavas and he was like what the earthquake!

He stopped eating his own and looked at me with all signs of amusement and at last offered me a piece. I would have taken but what would he think of me. So I denied though I swear he won't be able to digest it as my gaze was all time set on that piece calling out my name.

Stroll in the garden, etc etc.
Me talking, that was obvious.
He was listening, bet it he had to.
My talks didn't make any sense, as usual.
And finally night came and the tower was gleaming with beautiful white lights. (Originally yellow, but this is my story so Eiffel Tower comprised)

We enterd the lift after purchasing tickets and dham dham dham the kift went up bringing us closer to god himself. Hey god, I won't be coming this soon. We aren't even married yet.

The moment we reached the top, the view and the person standing near me drove my hormones to the overflow extent. Control Drishti control. Like Uday of Welcome. Control!

We stood near the railing admiring the view silently till there were just a few people left. Tender gusts of pleasant wind blew past us creating a further more alluring space around us. The stars, the night time, his company. Time seemed to lapse this very moment.

We stood there admiring the view till I felt cold and rubbed my arms to create warmth. Being a gentleman he offered me his jacket and hung it on my shoulders. My stupid hormones were already at their peak. My brain explodes.

Without thinking about the pros and cons, I put my hands on his chest and they traveled up to his neck and finally cupping his face. We were looking in each other's eyes before I rose up on my toes and finally kissed him on his cheek.

It was a silght peck though which left him shocked. He gave no response which encouraged me to recreate the scene thrice. I wished to jump off the Eiffel Tower right that moment but it felt so good. My hands started feeling his small stubble and his moustache at the end. To cover my little mistake, there was only way. I didn't want this to happen this way but oh my hormones.

I took his hands and put the around my waist leaning closer to him. Nuzzling our noses I whispered in his ear "I love you Rakshit" It said that, and I meant it. "I really really really love you" And once again I tried kissing pulling him closer but since he gave me no response and no expressions I had to part from him.

"Let's go back" These were the only wrds he spoke before turning around to go. I held his wrist and tears started to make their way through my eyes seeing his reaction after such a big moment.

"What happened? I told you I love you"

"And I heard. Let's return now" He pulled his hand away and left for the lift while I was still stabilizing myself for a normal standing position.

Updated! Hush! This will end in maybe some 25 parts. Ie 10 more parts. Or maybe it extend. But, let's finish this.