All Chapters of Always is not Forever: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

"Nice dress." My smile froze on my face as I stared at her from the mirror. "From where you got it? Maybe I can go there?""Zara."She clicked her tongue. "Too costly for me." She chuckled, and stood next to me. "Was it costly for you? Of course, it wouldn't be.""You can ask Dhruv. He'll get you one, but why buy?" I faced her with a mocking expression. "His mother is a fashion designer. Her clothing is trendy."To my surprise, she laughed and nodded, "I have a share of them. My boyfriend loves showering me with gifts. Dhruv was wrong. You have a fire in you. An angry fire. But anyone would have it after that thing.""What thing?" I asked quietly, nails digging into my wrist.She gave me an innocent look. "Your past? Have you forgotten with Kabir? And damn, he's so delicious." She took her lipstick out, applying it to her lips. "What does he like? He works out, isn't it? Why is he with you?" She passed a disgusting look at my arms. "He must be crazy. No matter how handsome he is, he's

"Damn, Alina, be my girlfriend," Nisha whistled as I stepped inside her house. The pages clutched in her hands fell down as she shamelessly checked me out. Was Kabir right? I mean first, this girl bought me a lingerie—a sexy lingerie—and now she was checking me out without thinking how creepy it appeared. "I wish I was a guy.""Shut up." Walking next to her, I nudged her shoulder. "Where is your brother? He has been teasing me since he saw that girl.""You shut up." She placed her hands on my shoulder, checking my red and black Patiala suit. Blushing under her gaze, I swirled my gaze to some other part of the hall. I had never worn a suit in my entire life, felt too weird and out of me. "The fitting is great. You look hot.""Kabir—""Leave my brother for a second. You know what?" She grinned. "I want to see his reaction. Come. He's playing pool with Rahul."She started dragging me upstairs, ignoring how hot I felt at the particular moment as if the heat was prickling at each side even

"Kabir—" Nisha started speaking from the kitchen."Not now." Fuming, he walked downstairs, ignoring Nisha's and my voices from behind. Opening his room door, he entered and closed it shut. "Sit there." He made me sit on the bed."I don't want to!" I shouted. "I want to break up with you! It's hurting me!""I was a jerk once!" He shouted back, opened his cupboard and took his camera out, placing it on my lap. "I was hormonal, okay? I am not proud of what I did with her. I came out of the hostel and joined the school. Everyone was talking about girls and that stuff." He paced back and forth. "I wanted to see what was so special about it. Everyone was trying, hiding it from their parents. I wanted to be a hero in their eyes like yes, I did it before every one of you.""Yes, what she said was the truth. Yes, I asked her and broke up when she was refused. Yes, I made her my girlfriend to sleep with her. Yes, I booked a room in a hotel. But then, I met you and everything changed.""You met m

[ K A B I R 'S P O V ]"Kabir." Hearing her voice, I turned around in the middle of the hall and stared at the one person I had been waiting to talk since the moment Alina confessed to me. "What are you doing here?" She came forward with a smile. "Alina is not here.""It doesn't matter. I wanted to talk to you.""Me?" She nodded at the seats. "Sit."Taking an armchair, I faced her Meena Auntie and wished from inside that my suspicions were wrong. Alina wouldn't be able to go through this hurt. It would shatter her into pieces, and those pieces I had no idea how would I help to pick it up. She loved her Meena Auntie too much."I wanted to talk about Alina," My voice shook a bit but took a control."You want coffee?" She offered. "Cold coffee.""Yes. Thank you." She smiled warmly at me and guided one of the helpers to make a glass of cold coffee. "I don't like talking in rounds. So, I will go to the point. When did you come to this house?""What do you mean?" Her sleek eyes cut through

"You need anything?" I settled Nisha's pillow.She shook her head. "Thank you for staying.""Don't irritate me." I poked her cheek. "Sleep. Today, I'm staying. Dad was tired." She smiled. "And no pizza.""I'm tired of hospital food, bro!" She whined. "Do this for your sister. Don't you love me?""Nisha--""Please, please, please. I have this bad taste in my mouth. I will not use chili flakes. I promise. I'm hungry. Too hungry.""I hate you. Dad will scold me," Mumbling, I took my phone out and ordered a pizza for both of us, but it worth the smile brought on her face and she slept soundly on her bed.Taking the opposite sofa, I laid across the seat. What was Alina doing? Should I call and check on her? What if she was sleeping and I would disturb her? What if she didn't want to talk to me?Taking my phone out, I wrote a text.Alina, up?I was about to press send but deleted it.I'm sorry for shouting at you that day. You know my anger. I understand your position. Let's talk calmly like