Hey guys, please don't get mad at me for writing this part like this. I know all lot of you guys will get mad at kripa but what can i do? i just love writing about their fights. Well, anyways heres the first part and i don't think i will put the next part up any soon, sorry. and yeah thanx for the comments!!!! i don't have to time to reply to them, sorry once again, will do asap. I have spent like more than three hours... if u think it was any good then plz comment

                      Chapte r 1- What? Why? When? How?

She stood in front of the mirror staring at her self now and remembering how she use to be before. Her eyes were a sullen, her dark circles were still visible even after the gazillion coats of cover up (damn it!), she'd become a little skinnier than before, other wise everything else was pretty much the same, at least from the outside. Her insides were crumbling as if a hurricane had just erupted within without the knowledge of the rest of the world.

She took a deep breathe before opening the door and heading out. Damn her! Why did she have to agree for this wedding? Why does she always think of others before herself. She had been putting off all the marriage proposals since like forever. She decided she would go along with all this for the happiness of her family. They were disappointed every time a proposal came because she would decline it waiting for him to propose… but her wait eventually went in vain.

She started her walk down the stairs and was feeling nervous because of the stares she was receiving not only from the men but also by the women! Now isn't that weird? Her mother came gliding towards her. "Kripa, you look absolutely stunning. Now to break your wait, come with me." Kripa gave a forced smile and followed her mother. Her mother tapped the shoulder of man who turned around with a huge smile on his face. She felt her heart stop and the world around her freeze. She couldn't believe her eyes. After six long, heart breaking months she was seeing him again. Now, she was really, really, really confused. " Kripa, this is Angad. Angad, this is Kripa."

There was astonishment in his eyes as well. He couldn't believe that he was getting engaged to Kripa! That means he broke up with her to eventually get married to her? This is really complicated, isn't it?

"What? Why? When? How?" She exclaimed. Her mother looked at her oddly and then said, "Ok… I better go check if the caters have everything prepared." She said and excused herself.

Kripa stretched her hand forward to shake his hands in cold and formal way and Angad accepted still in a daze. She forced an icy smile, turned around abruptly and walked out the grand doors. She stepped into her garden. She had worked on it herself with the help of her grandmother to build it. She always use to come here whenever she needed to be alone to figure out some things. She would spend her entire time in here whenever she had the time to. The cold breeze softly brushing her hair over her face with her arms stretched out she breathed in and out.

"It feels beautiful, doesn't it?" She opened her eyes and turned around frightened. Thank goodness… it was only Angad. Only Angad! "What… are… you doing… here?" After all, he was Angad. The man was unpredictable. He'd be anywhere at anytime of the day. He looked the same as always, over-confident, and dashing at the same time. Oh, how much she envied him. Nothing ever affected him ever. He made her miserable for six months and all of a sudden he is getting engaged to me! Argh… how much she hated him… He always had this overwhelming and over powering influence on people.

"Nothing… Your mother was wondering where you disappeared all of a sudden." My mother? Why doesn't he just say he was wondering? The stalker!

"Yeah… Um… I was just…" She started tugging on her dress and started cracking her fingers while thinking of an excuse.

"Smelling the air…" Smelling the air? Oh my goodness! He probably thinks she has lost it.

He smirked. "Ok well… after you're done smelling the air." He paused. "Could you please come in to perform the engagement rituals." She gave him a double nod making him smile, again, for her nervousness and leave.

As soon as he turned she breathed a sigh of relief. "This man is definitely going to kill me one day." She turned around only to find him standing right behind her grinning like crazy. Argh… "Did you want to say something?" She asked through gritted teeth. He nodded and replied, "I just wanted to say you look gorgeous." He left. This time she made sure he was gone before huffing an angry huff.

The engagement went by pretty slowly at least according to Kripa. She was really getting frustrated by the Awing looks she received every single time she was standing next to him. Thinking of standing next to him she hated it because of his intoxicating cologne. It was really making it hard for her brain to function. The time at which he held her hand she felt her knees weaken and felt dizzy. She hadn't felt his touch for six months. Give her break! She just wanted him to sweep her into his arms and rock her like a baby and put her to sleep.

Three hours passed by. The guests were all gone and she was all changed up into her nighty. She sat on her bed tired, exhausted, but definitely wide awake. Ever since she'd seen him in the hall she couldn't think of anything else but him. Why had he returned? How in the world was he now all of a sudden her fiance? She had accepted her fate and then again there was a sudden change. She hated not having control over her emotions. She decided it was time to take action.

She grabbed her cell phone from her desk and called his cell phone from speed dial. "Hello?" answered a groggy but sexy voice at the same time. "Angad…" Panic struck her. What exactly was she thinking? What was she going to ask him? Oh my god! I'm going to look like such a looser. In chaos she cut the phone.

On the other hand, Angad was expecting a reaction at the party but didn't receive one so he just gave up. He didn't expect her calling him at two in the morning! He decided to call her back.

Her cell phone rang making her heart race again. Could it be Angad? No… he probably wouldn't care a damn. But what if it were Angad, then what she to do?

She decided not to pick it up and not to even cut it. If she cut it, then he'd know she was right by the phone and she was doing it intentionally. She decided to let it ring. But Angad had something else planned. He was obviously the stubborn kind. After the hundredth ring, Kripa got frustrated and simply cut it. The phone rang again. Damn it! Why did she call him in the first place. This time not caring about what he thought, she cut the phone again.

Angad got even angrier. Why wasn't she picking up the damn phone? First of all, she calls me in the middle of the night, wakes me up and then just hangs the phone up. Girls, I tell you! Knowing exactly how stubborn she was he knew she wasn't going to pick the phone so he knew exactly what he was going to do. He was just going to walk out of his room, tip- toeing when his eyes fell upon his large mirror and laughed at his reflection. He was still in his snoopy pajamas. Thank God! If she had seen him in those she would definitely not let him live through that his whole entire life.

She heard some noise coming from her balcony, frightening her. With a pillow in one hand, she got up from her bed and headed towards the noise. She saw a tall shadow making its way towards her. She took a de3ep breath. She noticed how she had been taking all these deep breaths of hers a lot ever since he'd returned. Damn it! She was still thinking about him at the time she could be kidnapped or even murdered!

Out of no where he felt someone "attempting" to beat him up. He felt light headed because of the incessant banging of his head so he put his hands forward and held the pugnacious hands with great pressure. This made her scream and that too, an ear-piercing one. He quickly grabbed her by her wrist, twirled her around, pressing her back towards him, and he quickly covered her mouth with his hand. He could feel her chest rise and fall against his hand. She tried to free herself again but her efforts were in vain. She finally broke free from his tight hold by biting his hand hard to run into her room to get her baseball bat, but she tripped over her rug and fell on the carpet making Angad trip too in the process. As luck would have it, Angad also had to fall on top of her squeezing her breath out of him. Now, she was sure he didn't want her to live. Whenever you see he's always taking her breathe away! What kind of a man is he and how much does he eat? He weighs more than an elephant. Trust her, she wasn't over exaggerating. Really.

When she was about to kick him again, just by Angad's luck, she looked into his dark, mystic eyes and immediately recognized them. Understanding finally dawned upon her.

He saw her eyes open in shock. "What are you doing here?" She whispered in a screaming manner.

She wanted to kill him right now! Was he out of his mind? What was he doing her at three A.M. in the morning behaving like a murderer, sneaking into her room through a window? Was he on crack or something? He'd done this a lot of times before. She always wondered how he managed to climb all those pipes leading to her balcony on the second floor.

"Do you have any brains? Don't you know that it is very, I mean very, very wrong to force yourself into a lady's room like this? I am telling you, mister… before you get me more mad get out of this room or trust me you will not see the dawn of tomorrow's morning." She said dangerously but it still didn't affect Angad who was to busy staring at her angry face and lost somewhere in the midst of her warmth. Argh… what was this man's problem? "Eh… Hello, mister? I'm talking to you!"

"Shut up! You're not talking to me, you're screaming at me."

"No, really? Idiot! After you sneak into my room and almost give me a heart attack, you expect me to do your 'pooja' or something? Now will you get off me."

"Make me!" he challenged.

"Is that a challenge? Kripa Sharma never turns down a challenge." At first she tried struggling her way out which didn't work. "Fine! You're just forcing me to do this." She kicked in the place where it hurts guys the most and it finally did the trick. He was still on the floor with his eyes bulging out, watering. She would have laughed but Angad was too quick for her; he pulled her down again but this time she was on top of him.

"Argh… Angad! You better get off of me or I'll scream and I promise I'll bring the house down!"

"Are you crazy? I'll leave you only if you say you're sorry."

"No, never! Angad leave me right now or else I'll call the cops on you. You know what mister, I could send you to jail for doing this. I can file a case on you for sexual assault and for snea-" Before she could even complete her sentence, he laid his lips on hers with sheer passion. There was no force but merely want or should I say need. He knew she wanted it bad too.

She got lost in his honey flavored lips and was oblivious to the response she was giving and receiving. She suddenly pushed him away, and lay on her back gasping for air. She opened her mouth again to yell at him but was talked over again.

"It's ok, darling. There's no need to say thanks." He knew if he let her talk she'd blow up or else she'd start bombarding him with questions and demanding for the answers. He knew he shouldn't do that or else he'd make things even worse than they already were.

"Thanks? Are you crazy?" Phew! Kripa! Breathe in and out! Don't loose your temper… Argh… I'm going to kill that idiot! "Forget that Angad! Now, what the hell are you doing over here?"

"What the hell are you doing here! You're the one that called me at two and then hung up after saying my name! What was I to believe? Anything could have happened!" Wait, does that mean he actually cares for me? He cares what if something went wrong with me… Yeah! Duh… if I were to suicide then he wouldn't have to marry me and then he'd be the happiest person alive!

"Whatever, Angad! Now you see I'm ok, right?"

"Right…" he replied unaware of the cue she was giving him. "Right… then take a one eighty degree turn and head out down from the balcony. Yuck! It's all your fault that I'll have to take a shower and brush all over again now that I'm contaminated."

Angad knew her too well to feel bad about that. He knew that all that she was saying was simply just to cover up her feelings. He made a sad face knowing that Kripa was a girl with a great conscious and would definitely feel bad. She went towards him and gave him a sympathetic look but then all of a sudden a huge grin which was followed after her turning him a around and literally pushing him out of her room and into the balcony.
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