"do dil mil rahe hain
magar chupke chupke"

JANHAVI

I don't know why but I agreed to go with him to the club. The feeling of Ishan ji going there alone made me rather uncomfortable.

I went to the bedroom to change. To be honest, I had no club appropriate dresses, all I had were ethnic dresses. After going through my wardrobe for a while, I found a anarkali which I had bought two years back, but never got the opportunity to wear it because it had a deep neck and the back was laced.

I put on that anarkali,put on some makeup,a pair of heavy jhumka and left my hair open because I would be able to cover my body if anyhow I felt uncomfortable. I was putting on the lipstick when Ishan ji knocked at the door.

"Main andar aau?" he asked.

"Yes I'm done" I replied.

As soon as Ishan ji entered the room, he stood still.

Does my dress look very inappropriate?

He made a eye contact with me in the mirror, and his eyes conveyed something different. It was not annoyance most probably.

As his eyes lingered to my back I realised that I had not laced up the dress.

Shit!!

Ishan ji came closer to me, maintaining an eye contact on the mirror. When he was close enough, "May I?", he asked.

I nodded because I won't be able to tie it up on my own.

As his cold fingers touched my open back, it felt something different. Something I have never felt before.

As he continued to tie the lace, he eyes were fixed on mine, on the mirror.

As he was done, I turned to face him. He was wearing a black velvet shirt, probably Shubman's because I've seen it on his insta post.

"Is.. m..my dress okay?" I asked, stuttering without any reason.

"You look beautiful" he whispered, putting extra effort into pronouncing the word "beautiful," as he gazed admiringly at me.

I couldn't help but blush at his comment.

He's quite a charmer.

"Should we get going?" he asked, looking too flustered.

I nodded and both of us made our way to his car. He got into the driver seat and I opened the door to the passenger seat when he interrupted me.

"Kya huya?" He asked.

"Kya?" I asked, being actually confused.

"Aap peeche kyu baith rahi hain? Did I offend you somehow?"

"Nahi toh? Aise hi..."

He came out of his seat and tugged me to the front seat beside him. After both of us were seated, he started the car.

"You like music?" He asked after a while.

"I love them" I replied honestly.

He turned on the radio.

Itni highfy cars mein bhi radio ka option rehta hai?

But some random ac advertisement was going on so he went on to take out his phone and connect Bluetooth. This is when I noticed that the clock had struck nine.

"Ishan ji, abhi na iss channel mein acche gaane hote hain aur ads bhi kam hote hain. If you don't like then change karlijiyega"

He nodded and let it be.

Dekhu main tujhe

Yaa dekhu kudrat ke nazare

Mushkilo mein

Hai ye Dil mera

Ishan ji didn't seem to mind the song because he was humming with it.

Yeh Teri chaand baaliyan

Hoton pein yeh gaaliya

Sochne ka mauka na diya

Main to tere peeche ho liya

"Janhavi aap gaali waali deti hain?" He asked to my utter surprise.

"Hain? Kya?"

"Nahi matlab gaana situation se mil gaya na isliye soch raha tha..." he said with the most blazing smile.

I looked out of the window, unable to contain myself from blushing.

Flirting accha kar lete hain

"You can blush openly"

"Gaadi chalane mein dhyan dijiye"

Dil ne yeh kaha hai Dil se

Mohobbat ho gayi hai tumse

Ishan ji joined in

Jitna beqaraar hu main

Khudko beqaraar karlo

I couldn't help but join in as well

Meri dadhkano ko samjho

Tum bhi mujhse pyaar karlo

ISHAN

How sweet the song sounds in her voice yaar

I was having real trouble driving today because I couldn't stop looking at her. When she asked how she looked, I replied beautiful but actually I wanted to reply - 'Swarg se utari huyi apsara lag rahi hain'

Soon enough we reached the club and I felt a bit bad because I wanted to spend some more time with her in the car.

Nevertheless I got out from the car and opened the door for her. We had come to a club which was rather secluded. I mean there would be a lot of people but this was in the outskirts of the city so the people who didn't want to be papped could be found here.

As soon as we entered the premises, I could feel Janhavi succumb near to me.

"Are you okay?" I asked to make sure. She nodded but I could clearly make out that she was very nervous and kind of uncomfortable.

Suddenly I felt a tap on my shoulder from behind.

"Arre Ishu tu yahan?? " said the man engulfing me into a hug.

"Haan tu akele aaya hai?" I asked back, recognising the voice.

"Naa Atharv bhi aaya hai" he said finally letting me go.

"Oh wait bhabhi bhi aayi hain?" Nikhil said forwarding his hand for a handshake.

Janhavi politely shook his hand and smiled.

"Can we borrow him for a while?"

"Sure" she replied and I was pulled into the crowd in no time.

I didn't want to leave her alone here but I couldn't deny Nikhil and Atharv. They are one of the first friends of mine in Mumbai.

When Nikhil took me to the corner where Atharv was standing, I felt so good. Meeting both of them after so long that too on a day when I would love to have close people near me.

After a while, maybe half an hour, I realised that I had left Janhavi ji alone

Shit main kitna bada chutiya hu!

Guys I don't know how this chapter is because dimag kaam nahi kar raha hai. If you don't like it then please comment.