Shivaay adjusted his jacket, as he stood out of Annika's house in trepidation. It's been a month, each and every moment that he'd spent with her was magical. He do love her, but afraid the reaction. Today, she'd invited him, as it's her parent's anniversary. He was reluctant, and, hesitant, but somewhere he wants to be with her.
Annika came outside, to check his arrival. She saw him, straightening his sideburns, which was already straight, in front of the window. She tapped on his shoulder and he jumped back in horror. She smiled, taking his hand in hers. She introduced him to her parents. Though, her mother carried the look of uncertain, her father was genuine and sweet.
She waved in front of his face, drawing his attention. She extended her right hand, for a dance. He looked at her eyes, and, slowly placed his hand on hers. She led them towards the dance floor. He was awkward. She took his hands, and, placed on her waist, for which he gulped. Annika placed her hands on his shoulders. She swayed, he followed.
She rested her forehead on his. He watched her footstep, and, smiled looking back into her eyes. The moment was soothing. Annika moved back, held his hand, to walk out. They walked along, the winter chill night, road. She stopped him, by pulling his arm.
S : Hmmm
A : Main [ I ]
Shivaay leaned forward, looking keen on her lips.
A : Main..ok, Main aapse pyaar karti hoon. [ I love you ]
She proposed, closing her eyes. She opened her eyes, to see a smiling Shivaay. Blush would be accurate, but the dark night doesn't improving the view. He gestured one minute, and, ran somewhere.
A : Wait Shivaay !...I mean where did he, just go ?
On the other side, Shivaay ran in a search of a shop, or someone who could help his thoughts. He saw a stationary shop, and, ran inside. The receptionist, an old lady freaked out, on her chair. Shivaay gestured, a writing sign in haste. She passed a pen.
Shivaay drew a square, indicating a paper. She tore a page from the bill book, and, passed to him. Shivaay flipped the blank area, and, wrote something. He thanked the old lady, with a heart hand gesture and ran away.
Old lady : God bless him.
He reached to Annika, and panted bending down. Annika stroked his back, pulled him upwards. Shivaay looked at her, while calming down himself.
A : Ky..kya hua, Shivaay [ What happened, Shivaay ]
He gestured one minute, and, sat on his left knee. He extended something. Annika took the thing from him. She narrowed her eyes, and got the paper closed to her eyes. There was written, I Love You Annika. He had a very bad handwriting, but it was lovely.
She chuckled flipping the paper, as it was an unfilled bill paper. She got him upwards, and, without a word more, she pecked his lips. He bit his lower lip, and, shied away. She gave a wide smile, before kissing him.
Above was the beauty of the stars, the clear night allowing the meagre heat of the day to leave unhindered. The only notion of brightness came from a full moon, and even the street light was a chilled silver beam. Whilst, they kissed each other.
[ Next Part : Epilogue ]
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Gratitude,Love Comrade.