Chapter 32

Vivek closed the diary and smiled slowly to himself, keeping note of her childish like innocence, yet so heavenly mature thinking. She was a two way road he had never realized she had so much depth to her, in between the lines, he could feel the pain, the joy, the surprise, he didn't know if it was the writing that made him feel that way, or just that he was so close to her, he could predict almost instantly what she would do.

Lost in thought he hadn't even realized when Khushi had stepped out of the washroom and was tying up her hair in a neat pony tail. Expecting him to say something, feeling it was odd of him not to give any sort of reaction, she walked towards Vivek, and waved her hand in front of her eyes, to get his attention snapping him out of his reverie, causing him to look at her, and in just one swift move, he had thrown his arms around her, and captured a confused her into a hug.

"Vivek? Are you alright? Is there some problem?" she asked her in a panic stricken mood, when a while later he had left her and was smiling at her pretty broadly.

"I just wanted to let you know, that I feel super duper lucky to have you as my best friend, I can't even begin to tell you how wonderful I feel about it now." He said joyfully, his eyes twinkling in delight, but hers were a shade of grey, a small smile on her face yet the puzzlement on it successfully over shadowing the smile.

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! What got into you all of a sudden? Why are you being all George V takes over Britain as monarch? C'mon you don't need to tell me all that, I guess I pretty much know all of it already (blushing slightly) But anyways it good to hear it personally" she said modestly after some while, making a brief frown appear on his face.

"Chhhuuunnn..Dont blush yawr! Didn't anyone tell you look like an orangutan when you do that?" he commented on her cheekily, receiving a blood curling glare, and tight punches on his shoulder which he had very successfully ducked, holding her by both her wrists, both of them mad with laughter now, so that the angry tigress that she was would calm down.

"Now do you wanna go to the Raizada's, or are we going to beat around the bush the whole day?" he asked her in a random friendly kind of tone, and quickly she nodded, collected her bag from the bed, securing the locks to all the rooms and then the main door, finally making the two making their way towards Raizada house.

15 minutes later, Vivek pulled in his car in front of the Raizada gate, parking it over there, the two going inside, when Anjali had attended the two of them and given a cheerfully warm welcome. Anita Raizada was also present who did look a bit worried, but keeping that aside she welcomed Khushi in, Arnav lingering somewhere in the background, seeing every move that she made. Even though all of them had something from the hospital canteen, with the exception of Khushi and Mrs.Raizada, they all ate food, Khushi being forced to get three servings since her diet seemed to be the most inadequate out of all of them. Soon after Vivek bidding Khushi goodbye, left for the door Arnav closing it for him when he stopped for a split second and turned to speak to him.

"Thankyou for everything you did for her. Overwhelmed me. Take care of her (and, winking at him) if there is anything you feel for her, let me know I can definitely help you!" Vivek told him cheerfully, his eyes glinting in happiness, and not waiting for an answer he left off in his car, waving at Arnav briefly before the car disappeared out of sight. Arnav stood their on the confluence between the door and its latch, thinking over what Vivek had just said. Why did he feel that he Arnav had something for her? How could he? She was nothing more than a friend to him, or wait, was she even a friend to him? They had never declared each other to be friends, she had said he was her friend, but did he think the same way? His mind messed up with thoughts he closed the door, everyone now in their own rooms, preparing to tuck themselves in bed after what had been a hectic tiring day. Cautiously he checked up on her, seeing her taking out her pajama's and a minute later she was out of sight into the washroom. Sighing to himself he took went back to his room, throwing himself on his bed resting his tired body on the soft mattress.

Khushi changed into her night dress, her frilly frock just barely covering her knees, the puffed up sleeves of her frock sticking to the creamy white skin on her arms. She directly went to bed, shifting her position here and there feeling extremely tried yet sleep refused to take over her. The day had been rough, way too rough then she knew, it was getting late too, but somehow she didn't feel sleepy. Her eyes weren't dropping low, because her mind was working at some herculeus speed bringing the flashbacks of everything that had happened in the morning back to her.

"Anita? How can you say this? To me? We are best friends" he told her in a soft voice, making her all the more furious.

"I stand corrected, we WERE best friends, now you are nothing, but a moron who insulted my friendship, and betrayed my husband's best friend!" she told him curtly, her fists clenched on both her sides, seeing that flash of fake emotion in his eyes.

"I can explain Anita I can, you just have to listen."

"I don't need any explanations from you. I can see everything, its all clear, your truth is out in the open I need no justifications now Aryan. You were never a good brother, never a good friend, never a good husband, never a good father, and you know why? Because you never were, and never will be a good human being!"

She had shut her eyes tight, but as that conversation played in her mind they flew open staring blankly at the hue colored ceiling painted above, all kinds of possible stories running inside her mind. Her father was his mother's best friend? His dad was her mother's best friend? They were a group of friends? How had the equation changed so dramatically? Why hadn't her mother ever mentioned anything about a best friend to her? What did Mrs.Raizada mean with her last dialogue? Never a good brother? She always thought Aman Uncle took her father as an ideal, role model kind of a person, what did she mean by not being a good brother? She could understand that last three accusations pretty vividly, though she was juggling in deciding between what could possibly be the connection between Anita and Aryan. She had to find out quick, if these were people that needed to be brought together, she would bring them together, as one puzzle, she would make the picture back again, she would do everything in her power to set it all right.

She sat up straight on the bed, her head hurting pretty badly, making her feel dizzy yet in no state of losing conscious. Knowing nothing else to do, but to write her diary, she took it out and begin to scribble away in it, that being done, shutting it away and keeping it back in the bag, her entire form going all restless all over again. Collecting herself up, she opened the door cautiously without making much sound, and went over in the living room, sitting on the couch outside, the living room appearing to be more pleasing than the guest room she had been offered to stay in. Taking out her phone from the pocket of her frock she opened it and logged on to the FaceBook application in it, opening her account horrified at seeing the limitless amounts of notifications on it. She had only begin to attend to all of them, when suddenly she felt a firm hand on her shoulder and freezed, her fingers going numb, the phone in her hand, not typing anymore, as she feeling all giddy and scared, turned her face around to see, him towering on her shoulder, her face washing with relief, but then suddenly it was replaced with confusion.

"What are you doing here?" she asked him surprised, him looking at her with a queasy expression.

"Well, this is my home if you have forgotten" he told her in a matter of fact tone, making her look at him embarrassed and then beckoned him to sit down on the couch next to her, to which he did not object because he was going to do the same thing without her telling him to do so. Once he had taken her seat, she quickly sidelined her phone and kept it next to her him seeing her with a comical expression.

"You can use it. I am not prying" he told her assuredly, and her cheeks flushed with color, putting the phone back on her thigh, but upside down still not at liberty to use it.

"I see you have a face book account. Weird to check it at this time of the night" he remarked, and she opened her eyes wide to see him, impressed at his keen observation skills. He had noted everything so quickly, she could safely say that his eye were better than the eagle.

"Oh erm, I didn't check it since Friday, so since I wasn't feeling sleepy I thought I better check that out. *pause* You still didn't tell me what are you doing.. I mean aren't you feeling sleepy, I thought you would be tired as anything"

"I thought the same for you too, but it appears that both of us were wrong about each other. Hence now the couch holds us" he said keeping up conversation and she smiled a bit at him, re collecting the events of the day and suddenly she felt the urge to thank him.

"Erm..erm.Raizada..thankyou. Thankyou for all that you did. I can't tell you how much I appreciate it, but still the least I can do is just let you know that it meant a lot for me, specially standing by me around Mr.Gupta. *long pause* Had it not been for you and Vivek I would probably have crumpled by the end", she said truthfully, she eyes shining in pure happiness, locking them with his that were soft yet there was something distant about it, something from which she could very easily tell there was something going on the back of his head.

"Don't thank me. I was just returning the favour" he said modestly, brushing of all her humble thank yous, since he was not in the habit of saying the normal replies people said when someone thanked them.

"What favor?"

"You stayed over last night, did not sleep for me. I don't like to keep favors, so this was the best chance to return that to you, and so I did." He told her, receiving the mild response , that he did not at all expect, he was sure she was going to act hoarsely about it, maybe frown or say something, but she did absolutely nothing of that sort, and just kept staring at him, saying nothing at all.

"Obviously you don't know, but he is the crankiest guy on earth. And I really mean cranky, he's super rude with everybody, even his siblings, and usually keeps to himself. He doesn't have all that talking issues, but he's keeps a distance, and you see that guy next to him, that's his best friend Karan, and probably the only person he gets along well with."

"Hmm.You have no idea; I know really well how to handle such people. He's competition and good or bad, I'll live through it, what's his name btw?"Khushi replied back confidently, she had learned just too well in life how to handle such people, only that she was mistaken in thinking he was the same, he was not.

"Arnav Singh Raizada."

Even before she had started to know him, she had been told of the way he was, she had taken him that way, and probably his last dialogue was bringing back her first character sketch of him. Bent on proving a point, never saying thankyou's and sorry, never replying to them, being as hard as possible, just washing away ounce of sweetness, or softness, never hilarious he wasn't like normal people, he had a personality of his own, she had said with so much confidence said she could handle, then right now there was no reason of frowning, as much as she had expected it, maybe this was totally unexpected either.

Suddenly, her features gone intensely soft, he was having a difficult time keeping up with her ever changing expressions, but what she said after that completely took him off guard, he was least expecting a request like that from her, a girl like her, who did everything her way, never really concerned of what the other thought, she did what her mind and heart told her too.

"Can I hug you?"

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Regarding the Title

Fogged Desires- Ever since I started writing this FF, there was definitely supposed to be a chapter of the name, honestly, this was uncalled for, to have me naming this chapter this but anyways, I had a good reason to do so. Arnav, his realizations probably we all know where this is heading too, it is the smaller things in life tha lead to greater things (dialogue from We Are Together.:P), slowly slowly he is trying to realize, he is trying to undo all the bad that has happened between them but then we saw Khushi's reaction, she doesn't want things to change, she wants it to keep it the way it us, because after all that is what makes them special na? Also, we get to see Vivek and his changing dynamics with Khushi, the progress their relationship ahs made according to be is very pleasing, just the way I wanted it to be. The background story of Aparna and Arjun, her regret these are all just shards of desires that could never be completed. The diary that never found its way to its real owner (you will know who it is later). These are all things that are hidden, however somewhere they have a impact on all of their lives.

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Events In The Chapter

The only positive thing is, that the day in terms of Teenage Love is over.:P I know it took me a whole 4 chapters to get the events of the day straight but khair, I think it needed the time, and since this is Teenage Love it needed the play of emotions to be clear, because I like it that way.

Yeah, I know the last dialogue has sent everybody in some dreamland.:P Keep dreaming on, you can plot all you can probably that will kepp Teenage Love alive in your brains until the next time I update.:P

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Precap

"You want something from me don't you honey? Here it is love" she said fiercely, before the corridor echoed with the noise of the loud, thundering slap she had just delivered on the boys face, having her five fingers entirely imprinted on his cheek, his face going all red, everybody around her looking at her open mouthed, Vivek who was beside her as much shocked as every body else was, the ferocity in her actions stunning him more and more.

"Next time you say anything about him, think TWICE. Next time you ask a girl for anything, think TWICE. You were lucky this time, next time your want for gifts, will cost you a rustication" she said under gritted teeth, the boy shocked out of wits, still oogling her like a crazed fool, not able to comprehend what had just happened to him, and by the time he recovered, she had already pulled Vivek away, and was heading towards her next class, every step of hers measured, her entire body rattling with fury.

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