All Chapters of Always is not Forever: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

[ K A B I R ' S P O V ]Something tickled the length of my arm. Confused by the actions, I swirled my head to look at a toe brushing my arm. Quirking my lips with a smile, I said, "Baby, what are you doing?""Nothing," I could feel the smile on her face but her face was hidden by the book.Ignoring her attempts on my arm, I paid attention to the show playing in front of me. But again, a tickle flickered in my arm."Alina, stop it," I said, leaning back into the sofa and shrugged her foot off me. "Read.""I am," She answered. "An amazing plot twist."Stretching my neck, I felt her toe rubbing on the curve of my neck. She was getting back to the restaurant thing I had done a week ago. Twisting my lips, I caught her foot in my hand."Kabir, stop it," She scolded. "Let me read.""And this is reading?" I pinned my gaze at her covered face. "You're seducing me.""Me and seduce?" Her melodious laugh filled our apartment and she pulled her book down to her eyes. With a naughty glint in he

[ A L I N A ' S P O V ]So he wasn't really coming back. Two weeks had passed away since I was in Bangalore, staying in my new apartment and forgetting I and Kabir used to live together. Two weeks since I had lost any hope for him when I didn't see him filling his admission form. Two weeks since I was waiting for him, but yet angry.What the hell was I doing? He must have moved on by now, got some American girl hanging to his arm. He must have even slept with her by now. Not every girl heckled his desires by saying no.He must have forgotten about me.Closing the book shut, I peered ahead as the professor continued with his lecture. Why was I even back to Bangalore? I could've stayed in Delhi, completed my graduation from there, but I hated Delhi. I would never go back to Delhi and make my stay in Bangalore. Dad would understand. He would see how Delhi held too many bitter memories with it.But did Bangalore held any good memories anymore? But I couldn't leave every city because of

[ K A B I R ' S P O V ]Dropping my bag on the floor, I walked steadily into the house to not wake anyone up in the late night. Taking hushed steps to upstairs, I focused on the door of my room and was about to twist the knob when I let my gaze wander to Nisha's room. I had been too rude to her from past two months, putting the frustration of my breakup on her.It wasn't good.I should at least see her.Leaving the knob of my door, I went to her room and opened the door to find her sleeping on the bed. Sighing audibly, I was about to close the door when I heard, "Kabir, I'm going to kill you." Before I could register, a pillow was thrown at my face, and before I could say further, another was thrown to kill any protests. "You stupid!" She screamed. "You went to New York without telling me! You didn't come for our birthday! I hate you! I hate you so much!""Sis—""Don't sis me!" She yelled. Damn, she was one angry girl. "Because of you, my best friend didn't want to see me. Because

"I'm going back." I pushed my books into the handbag. "I don't feel good.""Should I come?" Kriti asked."No. I will probably sleep." And forget I had even seen him in the first place. I had my own life. He had his own. He was here to complete his studies. He wasn't here for me. "This week. Don't forget.""Pranit is coming?"I nodded with a smile. At least a good news from all the fiasco. "Yes. He got some holidays from work."Leaning down, I slung my handbag across my shoulders and walked out of my class, swishing my pleated floor length skirt across the floor. Why had I thought of wearing this today knowing how much Kabir loved it? Why couldn't I just fucking destroy it?Hanging my hair to one side, I trudged out of the college building and was about to enter my car when I heard him again."Alina, stop!" He caught my hand and turned me around, but I shook it off and glared at the person I loved the most, but all I felt was anger and hatred pulsing through my veins. "Listen to me. Ju

***"You're late," I said, leaning back into my red lounge seat.He glanced at the watch tied around his wrist and I tried not to show any emotion on how he was wearing the watch I had gifted. Why he still wore it?"Ten minutes, bookworm. Traffic." He settled opposite to me. "You ordered something?""Kabir, we're here to talk." Get over everything we have ever had. You being here was messing with my mind, you close to me was making my palm sweat.He cocked his head to the side. "We've time. Let's eat. Pancakes and Lime soda?""Who eats them at this hour? Have you gone mad?" I arched my brows, amused by how he had said the same thing when he had gone out for the first time because I had fainted in the school halls.Such a long time had passed.Chuckling, he nodded, "Risotto?""Quesadilla for both of us," I smiled wickedly, remembering his hatred for Mexican food. He peered at me for a couple of seconds, hoping I was joking but I shrugged my shoulders and he ordered the same only. "Kabi