Music recommendations : har-funn- maula by tanishk bhagchi.
I did as he told me, I returned to my dorm instead of going to classes. What is wrong with him ? When did he become so considerate ? And what the hell is wrong with me ? Why do I feel extremely diffrent around him ? Why my heart skips a beat when he looks in my eyes ? I have never felt this way with anyone, not even with ahaan. Why do I feel like this ?
I raised my hand, writing nishit in air. I looked at my hand in dark and recalled the forest memory. He held my hand, he sang for me, he taught me. I don't know if I have right to do this but I think there is something going on in my this stupid heart. Thinking about all these things, my eyes felt heavy and in no time I slept.
After some time I woke up. I opened the curtain of my window, it was pitch black outside. When I turned to grab my phone to collect the information about time, a masculine figure sitting on my chair came in my sight.
I looked at nishit who gazed at me for like 4 seconds and then again returned his whole attention to his phone and wrap which he was holding in his other hand.
" When did you come here ?" I asked.
" After classes." He answered, still looking at his phone. I grabbed my phone and saw the time, it was 10:17pm. Classes ends at around 5.
" Were you here the whole time ?" I asked, amazed. He nodded. " Why ?" I questioned again and he raised an eyebrow, still not looking at me.
" I didn't have any reason to go to my dorm." He said. Why would he watch me sleeping ?
" You don't have reason to stay here either !" I said and he suddenly looked at me. My breathing turned heavy. After a long eye contact, he put his hand on my forehead and my toes curled inside blanket.
" Your fever is gone now. Eat something, I brang you dinner." He said, opening the door of washroom. Was my question too hard to answer ? I let out the breath which I was holding back for no particular reason. I opened the plate, there was everything. Why did he bring too much ?
When I was done eating, I excused myself for washroom. When I came back he was folding my blanket and tyding my bed. I looked at him from back and a soft smile came on my lips. I bet he never cleans his room as he looked too confused about the blanket. He sat on bed stretching his one leg and benting his other. He placed his hand on the knee of bent leg and looked at me. Only light in the room was from the study table.
" I heard you dance well. Dance for me." He ordered as I progressed towards him.
" Why would I do so ?"
" Because I am bored. " He bluntly replied.
" Find some other person." I said folding the blanket properly.
" Okay, you find some other university then." He said, bitterly smiling.
" You said you won't leak it !!" I protested and a smirk came on his lips.
" Bold of you to believe me."
" I hate you !!" I cried. He pulled the blanket and I fell 2 inches away from his face.
" Really ?" He asked, his voice deeper and lower because of the slight inches between us. I cleared my throat and stood up straight. I took few steps back as I didn't have any other options. Thanks to my mom, I took dance classes in my teenage years.
" The better you dance, the more pages I will return to you." He said and I became ready to take all the pages back. He started the song.
" Hadson ke is sehar mai..." The voice reached my ear and I gasped. He shrugged like he don't know what he is doing. I sighed and took my position.
" Kijiyega kal khulasa aaj rehne dijiye.." I danced and his smirk grew bigger.
" Smile, roy." He said and gave me a thumbs up. My confidence rose up and I automatically smiled. After few seconds I started to enjoy it and so did he.
" Kitni haseeno pe kitni dafa ye dola." Nishit slided to me and I laughed.
" Fir bhi fakeero ka pehne hue hai chola " he took my hand and twirled me.
" Itr ki seeshi hai jaha bhi khul jaye, hava mai ghul jaye " he placed his hand on my waist carefully not to do too much and turned me to face him. We moved our waists on beat. He threw my upper body back, balancing my body from waist and I did the move on beat.
" har funn maula...." I did the main step first and then he copied me. We tried our best to cordinate them. Wao ! He is also good at dancing. No wonder, girls go drooling over him.
He softly pushed me and I sat on chair. He put both his palms on Arms of chair, pinning me to it, leaning closer, his warm breath fanning over my lips
" Are you enjoying it, troublemaker ?"
" Actually...... " I escaped through the gap in his arms and he turned to look at me. " I am really enjoying it. " I pushed him and he fell on chair. Chair collided with bed because of sudden force and he laughed.
" You are not that boring, huh !" He exclaimed, laughing.
" aae to kayi karne idhar dil bekarar ki dawa..." I did my steps. Later on his verse, he joined me too and we enjoyed together. he didn't place his hand on my waist fully instead he kept a slight distance between my skin and his hand.
When song finished, we sat on bed, exhausted. We looked at each other for a few seconds and then a bright smile made its way to our lips. It didn't feel bullying or any kind of bad thing Instead it felt like I was being healed. The part of me which I lost because of life has finally started to come back. Maybe, he was healing something he didn't break and he didn't even know that.
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शभ के अँधेरे मैं जन्नत दिखाने वाला,
मैं तो सवेरे भी दिल ना दुखाने वाला...
Hey hey guys !! This was the dream. This gave me inspiration to make this beautiful enemy to lovers story. Well ! I want to say that you should imagine this chapter
with the song. It will feel better. I hope you liked the chapter. Bye guys...
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