[ A L I N A ' S P O V ]You both are the same level of fucked up.I swirled my spoon, mixing the sugar or trying to remove the impact of Dhruv's words. No matter how hard I tried, his words didn't leave me. They bit me back again and again. How did I tell Kabir about this? Should I even tell him about them? He would get hurt.Dhruv was his best friend.I couldn't hurt him that way."What you thinking, bookworm?" Kabir snapped his fingers in front of me, and I jumped slightly in my chair. As I saw him, I remembered the time I spent in his apartment the other day. How we kissed too hard, how his hands wander to my back and how much I loved it."Nothing." I passed him a small smile, curbing Dhruv's word within my heart. "So are you okay now? No more fuzzy mind?"I stopped the smile arising on my face. Unlike last time, he rolled his eyes."You caught me off guard." His eyes diverted to my noodles. I pushed it to his side. Chinese and he couldn't be left apart. He passed me a grateful
[ K A B I R ' S P O V ]My heart clenched as if something was wrong. Ignoring, I continued wiping the table for the next guests, but it clenched further. Maybe it could be because of the fact that Alina hadn't talked with me for four days. She was right. How could I doubt her love? How could I doubt she loved Dhruv?She loved me. She always loved me.What was I doing?I should talk to her, not ignore her, feeling guilty. When the wiping was done, I stepped back and let them be seated. Going into the kitchen, I took the tray of the dishes and stroll out to present them to the customers.Two months had made me accustomed to the routine. In that start, I screwed up, screwed too much that most of the times, the boss yelled at me because I couldn't wipe a single table. Many times, I strived to yell at him I was Kabir Oberoi, I don't take orders from you, but let it die down.I had promised dad. I couldn't disappoint him."Kabir?" My boss called me from the kitchen. I entered and faced him
[ K A B I R ' S P O V ]I woke up from the sound of the bell ringing in the apartment. Confused, I stared at my watch and it was late night. Who would be there at this hour? Carefully, I pried Alina's hands and head from my chest. Covering her body with the blanket, I vacated the room and opened the door of the apartment.And gasped, seeing the figure."Kabir, who's there?" Kriti sleepy voice asked me from behind."Dad," I whispered. "What are you doing here?"He frowned seeing me, took in my appearance. I was still wearing the waiter's clothes."Alina, where is she?" He entered the apartment, and from behind him, I found Alina's dad entering as well. "She had called me. She said she needed my help. I called her dad. Where is she?""So you flew all the way from Delhi?" I asked, shocked by his behavior."I had to," He replied anxiously. "She was crying. And she never calls me. Something must be serious.""Kabir, what happened to her?" Her dad asked, tension covering his whole face.
"What are you going to do him?" Kriti asked, pulling me out of my tensed thoughts."Don't know." I shrugged my shoulders. "Dad knows. He said he wouldn't be able to touch anyone after that." Her eyes widened. "Accidents happens. Don't they?"She gasped, but I cut myself from her look and took my medicines from my bag. As I was about to take it, someone snatched it from my hands. Shocked, I found Kabir, fuming and angry."You took them in the morning. Don't overdose." He had donned a sweatshirt over his tracksuit and settled on the chair. "And when were you going to tell me about Siddarth and Fiza?"My insides turn cold. He knew. He knew. He knew I had hidden things from him, even after when he had agreed no more lies between us. Was it my mistake Siddarth proved to be an asshole and obsessed freak?"I—I—""No excuse. I need truth. Kriti will you give us privacy." I was about to argue with her but she flew out of the canteen, leaving me and Kabir alone among few students. "Where were we
Getting up from the chair, I twisted my open hair in a messy bun, stroll to my room and got my shoes."Alina, I don't think I can live with you." My hands stopped on my shoes, and I snapped my head to hers. "Don't think me wrong. You're my best friend, and always will be. You're great. Truly. But the thing is you're scaring me at this moment. And I don't want to be involved in this stuff. I would've kicked Siddarth myself, but you scare me." My hands curled tightly. "I come from a middle-class family. We don't have connections to do such stuff. You could've tried the legal approach." But nothing guarantee then. He would've been out soon and I couldn't afford it. I wanted him to feel what I did. "I love you, but please. If something happens in future, your dad can pull you out, my can't.""Kriti—""It's hard for me, but if you love your pride, I love my family a lot. My parents saved money for my education. If the police came here, imagine what would happen to his pride? He's a soldier.
"Kiss me." I loosened my grip on him. "Please. I need his touch remove, and I can't do it. I hate it.""And I make everything good?" He brought my face with level to his."You've no idea," I breathed. "You light my world like stars.""Stars?" He grinned playfully."Like stars. You're my star. My star, just mine.""Just yours."And he touched our lips. I grabbed his jaw, not caring if his dad walked upon us, not caring I had to look for an apartment, not caring we were too fucked up to be with each other. We could ruin each other, the feelings were too intense and deep.He pushed me towards the glass door, and when I thought my head would crack it, his hand was already at the back of my head. I smiled at his lips and he knew why I was smiling because he smiled too."We fight too much," I mumbled between our lips. "No more fights. No more hiding, I promise. If something troubles me, I'll tell you.""And I'll trust you." He brushed his nose against mine. "I won't hide things from you. I'l
[ K A B I R ' S P O V ]Combing my hair with the help of my fingers, I threw the mug of coffee in the sink. Too strong. I hated them too strong. Looks like I need to learn again how to use that machine.Staring at the door of the room, I allowed the smile to grace my face. For the first time, she fought for us, and that thought made everything feel real. I wasn't the only one going deep in here, scared what if tomorrow it all ended. She was there also. I would never leave her alone again."Kabir." I changed the direction of my head to look at dad."Dad." He went to the refrigerator, opened it and looked for something. "Can I help you with something?"He frowned. "Where are beer bottles? And before you get angry, I searched for Vodka bottles, which you're always fond of hiding in your room."Instead of being angry, I chuckled, leaning against the counter table."I don't drink anymore."His actions halted, and he whipped his gaze to look at me, shocked was one of the expressions he w
Checking the mug, I threw the unfinished coffee in the sink, cleaned and put it back to its place. While turning, I saw Kabir standing next to the doorway, back to his casual clothes. His previous state entered my brain and I push it away.Don't have such thoughts.They were too much for me.But how to kill the temptation?"Your dad left." He nodded, thinking something else. "Are you tired? Want a coffee?" I went to the coffee machine and he didn't halt my steps. While I was preparing his favorite espresso shot, he stared at me."Move in with me." The mug fell from my hands and I turned to him, gasping. "Move in with me, Alina.""What?"He caught my hand, carefully helping to step out from the broken pieces of the mug."Did you talk to your dad yet?" I shook my head. "Good. Move in with me.""As in living together?"He nodded his head. "You said nobody can handle your screams. I want to see what's so scary about them. I want to see why living with you is such a tough thing for others."