Loving the wrong guy✔

Passionate Kiss

Chapter - 20

Passionate Kiss



❤️Alia❤️

" Alia, are you up for this? " Shruti asked with full confidence of getting yes.

But I said, " No. I am not well. I want to sleep. "

Her hands made way towards me and I assumed her holding my neck, instead she touched my head, studying the temperature, and blurbed with knowing all face," You are good. And you are up. "

She, than pouted for she knew I was the one who always gave up.

I rolled my eyes.

My eyes went to my phone for see if there were any calls, missed calls or messages.

And it wasn't that I was checking it after long break but I was doing it from the time I didn't saw him, every another minutes.

I hoped him message me. Even call me.

My mind ached to do something about that and still I was doing nothing, but planning the stupid pajama party with my stupid friends forcefully. And too at my home.

"Tonight we will rock. " Sameer shouted vehemently.

Home. My cupboard. And the Diary gone. Actually, taken by the rightful owner. And he knows I read it. All of it.

My neck pricked at that thought. Facing him was very difficult. Not that I feared him but I knew real him, who was good and trustable, holding things in his heart.

Even his diary couldn't hear him the whole. He hid his self, deep inside him. And If faced him, I would want to know him more and more which would have been good enough for me.

Still I wanted to meet him. See him.

If he comes to me?

" Which world are you in? " Shruti poked my arms, watching with anger.

" Nothing. Let's go to class. It's time. "

We marched to our class with all of them, patting my shoulder, poking, teasing and laughing at me, and for God's sake, at Dhruv.

" Love is in the air. Drowning Dhruv and Alia... Aaa... " There sang.

I didn't had any idea if they knew about the punch on Dhruv's nose.

" Just shut up. It's nothing..... " No one was hearing me and shutting down their mouth.

I felt to punch someone out of irritation and it was Dhruv walking beside me, and his nose had bled enough.

And Sameer was good these days. Being as much lover as he ever could. Lover of Shruti which she accepted. Love was in the air.

I again checked my phone for millionth time but no calls or messages.

Dhruv gave me warm smile and placed his hand over mine. It was no time for this when professor was teaching.

I couldn't afford that and I slid my hand from his.

He was drawn to me, and I wasn't. He came near to me and murmured, "I understand. Take your time."

He was thinking time to do it's work but I knew it wouldn't be that way. I couldn't listen to him anymore so I said to him clearly, " I don't feel anything for you that way Dhruv. You are just good friend for me. Please stop all this."

I saw his heart fell in his eyes and I had nothing to comfort him. I was being cold hearted.

"Sorry. " I said to him and turned away from him.

Should I be sorry? Yes, he is my friend. First person I met in college. No. It was Him.

I again looked at my phone. I didn't saw him in cafeteria.

Didn't he come to college today?

Was he home yesterday?

Everything was all right with him..?

I think I knew what it was, thinking all the time about someone and desiring hard to see them.

I read him and saw him in very different way, the way may which wasn't good for me.

I didn't wanted to think about it but still my head spoke loudly piercing my senses.

He purposely wanted me to read his diary and so left that, open and next to my things, for me to make me sneak it and I fool, thought of reading real he. He said he will not spare me the next time. And now he did his work and I am doing as he wants it to be. Don't trust him. He is a prick. JERK.

My head was aching like it was to burst any next moment.

I searched him everywhere my eyes went, thought of him, if he was alright and thought much to get headache.

My bed was not giving me comfort.

I picked my phone and almost called him. But before I could press to call, I pressed back button.

I called Tia then.

'b***h! Got the time to care about your f*****g friend. What are you busy in these days? '

And I told her everything about all of it on how my perspective was changing about him with each passing day, how I had started to feel for him; how his stupid, attractive and dangerous black eyes appealed me; how I stupidly allowed him inside my home and let him sleep on my bed.......

'Okay. '

' What okay? '

' Tell me this. He said 'I love you' to you? Word to Word. All the f*****g time. '

' Only once.. While he kissed me. '

' He gets angry when you talk to that, what is his name man, Dhruv? '

' He punched his nose. '

' He cares about you with little things even? '

I remembered how he caressed my hand in library when I got hurt hitting him and said, ' Yes. '

' He forced you that night he came? '

' He was good and I think he was hurt. He needed someone. You know, he said 'he had no where better to go than me.' I made him food. We talked. But next day he went and I haven't seen him since then.. I don't know what is it with him. And he took the diary from my cupboard where hung my stupid paper on door... '

' Alright. Listen to me. ' She said with deep know- it - all authority.

' Yes, ' I said to listen what she had to say.

' He really loves you. ' She paused and I was like if there was really Tia on the other side, if yes then It was s**t because I wanted something else to hear.

But she went so exited and shouted at phone, ' Alia... He looks so handsome. I saw his sss pictures. He is awesome. You both will look awesome together. Go grab him. Food is on the plate. Eat the whole.'

I shook in my bed for I got the urge to go inside the phone and kick her bullshit head.

She kept on, 'And I am not kidding, Alia Sharma. If he cheats you, I will stand next to you while you you kick his balls or even I help you chop off his, you what what, ' and laughed madly.

'Tia, I am serious. ' I said with as much low voice I could make and it worked. She went silent.

' Alright. Then you don't give in to him, if you don't trust him. Tell him never to come before you, the next time you meet. Can you? '

How could I have said that to him.

' Tia.... '

' Yes or no? '

' No. ' I lost to her.

' This is it then. You like him too. Give him a chance. I think he isn't that s**t by what you tell. And I know you won't get hurt. But if you need time, have it, but just don't give up on him. Follow your heart. And you are far better to understand that than me. It was you who told me who are what. You know things. '

I doubted if I understood things. She said to follow my heart and my heart wanted him.

I hanged up the phone. There was knock on the door and the guest was very, very impatient, kept knocking without having a brake to breathe.

"Coming . Coming, Please wait."

Person kept on knocking.

I ran and jerk opened the door with lot of anger to teach some lesson to my visitor but as I saw the figure my mouth agape and heart raced marathon.

" I want to talk to you. " He said deeply and rushed Inside closing the door behind him like it was his own house.

My anger reached to it's peak. Though my heart raced, I managed to compose myself.

" I didn't allow you to enter. " I hissed to him.

His back was covered with dirt as if he was rolling on the ground.

" You don't keep up with those freaks. I don't like them. And tell them clearly, never to come here with their stupid plans." He went on with disgust and anger in him.

" What? You don't teach me to whom I should be friends with. How do you know about plans? "

" They were here with all that and I sent then away. "

I knew he didn't send them away but fought them. And he really rolled on ground. I looked at his hand and I found the blood in his back of it.

" I didn't wanted to fight him but he- "

I didn't know if Dhruv was all right. I rushed towards my phone, shouting at him, " You just get out of here. You are a bully. Get out! "

I opened my phone but a hand grabbed my wrist.

" Leave my hand Aditya. " I yelled at him.

I tried to get away but he was strong. I looked to dare him but his black eyes with full of anger in them caught me off guard.

" I wasn't fighting him but he was. He slapped me right here. " He pointed his right cheek and I noticed impression of vanishing three finger on that and added, " Even my dad never slapped me but that freak did. If it were not you, I would have kicked him and punched his nose again. Or I would have broken his hand. I didn't touch him at all. "

I watched him agape, didn't know what to say. His hand still had my wrist but bit loose.

I couldn't believe he spared Dhruv after he slapped him. He bloodied hand spoke something else.

" I got my hands pressed between the door of the car. It is that. "

I looked at his eyes again. They were dangerous.

My eyes dropped down guiltily and I saw his bloodied hand.

I tried to get away from his grip and clean his cut. His grip tightened and the blood oozed out of his cut due to the pressure.

I felt dizzy.

" Believe me. " He whispered.

" Let me bandage your cut. It's bleeding. "

He released my hand at once and I ran towards my cupboard and took out the first aid box.

" Where is that paper you stuck there? "

Little anger arouse in me for him fpr sneaking my thing. Well, I did the same.

I walked to him and kneeled down the sofa he sat and said," It was getting quite public and much open for people to read. "

I applied dettol and he flinched at the stinging sensation of it. I started to wipe the blood at the sides of his hand.

" You stole my diary. "

Stole?

I didn't.

Out of anger, I pressed his cut.

" Ow. " He jolted back taking his hand away from me.

" Sorry. " I whispered instantly.

He looked at me, studying me and passed his hand again to me.

I caressed the corner to lighten his pain and began cleaning the leftover blood to dress next.

" I like it this way when you don't shout at me or push me away. "

I didn't dare to look at his eyes.

" I didn't steal your diary. That day in library, you left your diary open next to my things. I found that yours. "

My gaze fixed at his hand working to bandage the cut.

" It's not good to read someone's diary. You would have returned me that. "

What about reading mine?

I tied the knot of the bandage.

" I wanted to know the truth behind the person who claimed that he loved me. "

I looked up at his eyes full of desire and added, " And you had no right to read mine and even open my cupboard in first place. When I allowed you to enter my home even after knowing how you behaved with me. "

" Sorry. " He said blankly and neared towards me,just few inches apart. His face showed the feel of bliss in them.

" I was so angry at you for reading it. But it's OK. " He fixed his gaze and tried to stop the words which wanted to come out but couldn't as he said, "How much did you read?"

"All of it. "

He is winning over you. You know he placed it for you to read, fool. My head reminded me.

" And what do you think of me? Cry baby? One ranting the same thing all over again and again? Or an i***t? " He asked.

" I don't know. " I murmured to him while his face neared to me.

He slipped down the sofa and stared at me for a while. There was desire in them as his black orbs shone.

" Thank you. " He whispered leaning more over to me and staring my lips. Little later our lips touched each others sending the tingle down my spine and I didn't move back a bit.

He pulled away and stared at me smiling then leaning again and holding my cheeks he slowly kissed my lips.

He rolled his tongue in each corner of my mouth and I too surprisingly, explored his mouth kissed him back.

My hands found its way towards his neck. I caught his neck and ran my fingers through his hair which was getting sweaty.

I heard him moan. His hands entailed my shoulder and neck. He nipped my lower lips and went down kissing my neck and then the nape of my neck.

His hands sulked Inside from the bottom of my top , rubbing my back roughly.

He again pressed our lips together with full of passion. Pleasure ran through me and I moaned calling his name.

I gave myself to him.

He raised my top up circling my boobs and rubbing and pressing while his other hand traced down my shorts, unbuttoning it.

His kiss became more urgent and he laid me down on the floor and sat between my legs.

Kissing my neck he went down my chest. His hands trailed at my back and my legs curled around him.

I raised my head kissing his lips as hard as I could when something rang and I sprang away from him.

It was his cell phone.

Me breath was heavy and heart skipping several beats.

He panted pushing himself back and taking support of the sofa.

Phone kept on ringing as we were were so absorbed in each other, not ready to take our eyes off to somewhere else.

A/N : The kiss. It's not first time but still Alia never kissed him back and showed what she felt for him. Waiting for next chapter. Then please don't forget to make me smile by voting and commenting if you liked the hot kiss scene. Haha... Just make my day guys.

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Love ❤️

Neha