Your lie that night

Chapter 4

It was snowing since I woke up. Despite sleeping late at night spending time with Shreyan, his and Krish excitement after seeing the snow woke me up. It wasn't unusual for Shreyan to be overwhelmed as the town from where he came it never snowed but why was Krish excited?

Wrapping my down jacket and protecting my head with a woolen cap, I went outside to them. 'Thump', a large snowball hit my face.

'Thump', came another. Shreyan and Krish were hitting me with snowballs continuously

'Stop it', I shouted but they came nearer and nearer hitting me harder. My nose was about to shatter of cold and my hands were numb already.

'Please, stop it', I screamed again but those rock-hearted guys didn't stop. I wasn't going to be a victim I made myself stronger and collected the snow in the ground making larger balls and threw them toward them. It was two against one but still, it was a fight. After a minute Shreyan leaving Krish side joined me.

'I am with you Kat', he was shouting. We both joined together and showed Krish the hell. He was begging us to stop but we didn't. We hit him hard until he fell on the ground and we both climbed onto him covering him in snow. We had so much fun, we clicked photos made memories and when none of our body parts felt like ours we went inside the house to the fire chamber which was burning since the morning. Mom was busy in the kitchen cooking for us and we wrapped a blanket around us and made us comfortable in front of the chamber. That was when it started.

Shreyan was in the middle, I was on his left and Krish was on his right we all joined together by the blanket. We were talking about how much fun it was when I felt a cold hand on my leg below my knee. It wasn't mine, and Krish was far for his hand to reach my leg. There was no doubt that it was Shreyan. I thought he had mistaken my leg for something else so I just was enjoying the unknown pleasure I was getting from his touch.

'I am really enjoying this lockdown, thank you buddy', he said turning toward Krish.

'Since when you began saying thank you to me?' 

'Never mind'. The cold hands were already warm due to body heat but still, it wasn't moving from my leg. It was odd till then. My mom brought us three cups of coffee, we all took it including Shreyan but his left hand was still on me. I began to feel suspicious when he slowly moved his hand to my knee and then to my thigh without changing his facial expression avoiding my eyes. I was in a dilemma if it were the hand of any other guy rather than him I would have broken it the second it started moving but he was Shreyan and the fact is I was liking it despite the thing he was doing without my permission wasn't right. When his hand reached thigh he began circling his fingers around it smoothly so smooth that it was ticklish, I was trembling in pleasure, tickle and unknown feeling that I never felt before. I tried to control the feeling and clenching my other thigh with my hands but it wasn't helping it was tickling more and more and I couldn't even tell him to stop. He might have noticed my expression he stopped moving his fingers and just kept his hand on my thigh which was ticklish but not like before. My every single hair was erected upward and unknown energy was filling my aura. In that cold, I was sweating. Krish and Shreyan were talking about their friends back at school and I was just focusing on that overlapped part on my thigh from where his hand wasn't moving an inch.

When the snow stopped and the sun went high above the sky my mom called us for a meal, Shreyan left my thigh finally leaving the essence of him there for whole life, and went to the kitchen. The whole time he behaved normally as if nothing happened. I almost thought that was my imagination but no I could still feel his touch there. What face was it of Shreyan? What does he think about me? Some part of me was angry thinking he just played with me with no strings attached and some part were thinking he might feel the same connection with me as I feel for him. Anyway, that time I had time to analyze it as Shreyan was deferring his return to Pokhara for another week. It was quite strange actually because being the son of a famous businessman no lockdown no curfew had stopped him if he really wanted to go but he stopped Why? The answer was still unknown.

The thing that happened in the morning dropped me into a whole new maze and the whole day I was trying to get out of it. After dinner when everyone was asleep, a part of my heart wanted to go to the roof in the hope of him being there and I followed my heart. My intuition was right, he was there sitting on the bar the same way as before.

'What are you doing here?', I asked curiously

'Maybe for the same reason due to which you are here'

'I don't understand'

'I liked spending time here on the roof yesterday, I thought it would be the same today but it comes out it isn't the same without you'

I was confused yet happy, he was considering me. I went ahead and sat next to him.

We both remained silent until he held my left hand and kept it in his pocket with his

'It's too cold for your hands to be out', said he signing me to cover my right hand too. I followed his order without even analyzing it first. My hand crossed with his on his pocket was warming up and along with it, my heart was warming. I turned around to look at him in that moonlight his lips were looking so soft that I couldn't help thinking how softer it could feel when it touches my lips.

'Don't look at me like that. If I couldn't control you can’t blame me', he said breaking the silence in nervousness and shock I hurried and turned to the opposite side.

'You are too naïve', he laughed at me.

'Stupid kat', I scolded myself. After a while, he stood up leaving my hand from his pocket and sat on my other side.

'Now keep the warm hand inside your jacket', said he and held my left hand and again did the same keeping it in his other pocket. I was blushing it was really cheesy of him. It was like my every wish was fulfilling at once. We went inside when it began snowing again, it felt as if the night would never end, the company would never separate and the warmth would never fade away. That night I had a very sweet dream, my dad was walking me through the aisle, toward Shreyan who was in a suit. He gave me his hands and pulled me to him..

Those were the days when I used to wake up and realize we had Shreyan at our home and a big smile used to spread throughout my face with different excitement and energy in the body. One day when dad and Krish were busy wiping out the snow from the gate, I was helping mom with breakfast. Due to some reason, Shreyan was still on his bed, mostly he used to wake up early but that day.

Mom poured a cup of tea and handing that to me she asked me to give it to Shreyan,

'But he is sleeping mom'

'Then wake him up, I am afraid if he is sick. He is not used to play snow'

'Okay, I will check on him', I said and walked toward brother's room where Shreyan used to sleep.

'Shrey', I used to call him Shrey as his name was too long to pronounce and he didn't use to mind that.

'Shrey, are you okay', I touched his forehead. He was burning up.

'Shrey, you have a fever', I panicked and keeping the cup on the table turned around to grab a wet towel when he grabbed my hand and pulled me toward him. He was naked upside and I was against his bare chest

'Shrey', I whispered

'Just be here like this for a moment', he wasn't leaving my hand

'Shrey, the door is open anyone can see us like this'

'Please, just for a minute'. I remained silent and he wrapped me around his arm pushing my head against his chest. It was sudden and unpredictable

'What happened to you?', I kept on saying and he kept on holding me tight. My cheeks were red and the feeling of closeness was awesome but still fear of someone seeing it was overwhelming. 'Shrey', Krish came from outside with the hit of his sound on my ear I pushed Shrey back and releasing me from his grasp stood in front of the bed fixing myself

'What are you doing here?', Krish shouted from behind

'I was here to give Shrey tea but it seems he is having fever', I stammered. Shreyan was also fully awake by the incident. Krish went toward him and check his temperature

'You are right, he is burning up', 'Shrey.. Shrey are you fine, how Are you feeling?', he asked

'My head is paining right now', answered Shrey

'Don't worry, we have medicine I will bring one. Kat! bring some wet towels', he said and I did as he had ordered. I hurried to the kitchen and fetch a water bottle from fridge

'Is everything alright', asked my mom

'Shrey is having fever'

'Aww, poor guy. Take care of him I will handle kitchen', said she. I went to Shrey he was not opening his eyes fully, it seemed as if he was in pain. I dipped a towel in the water and kept it in his forehead

'you will be alright Shrey', I kept on saying. I sat beside him the whole time and checked his temperature. He also took medicine which Krish brought from first aid box. Actually sitting beside him while he was asleep wasn't a job for me, It was rather an opportunity that I was getting to watch his face without worrying about what he will think of me.

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