"Aaa ...damn it hurts" Sharon said looking at her broken leg which now is plastered.
All she wanted to do this evening was to dance with him , now she was here all hurt and not being able to move her leg, sitting on her bed in her room.
"It's ok anyways he was not going to dance with you today " her inner voice told her.
"Of course he would " she shooed away the thoughts, " why he would not, after all she is his girlfriend " she told herself .
"But he was asking some one else to be his date for today 's prom night" inner voice came back with master stroke.
" I will kill him" Sharon shouted . Her inner-voice went mute. " Only I can dance with him . No one else... but now how with this plastered leg... Ek jhagda kya hogaya, Swayam ne ek baar bhi nahi pucha I will kill HIM. .. Fine agar use meri koi fikar nahi , toh mujhe bhi nahi hai ,.. he can go to hell with his tina meena " and her leg started to pain and it started to frustrate her more but mind drifted back to the fight they had a day before
=========Flash Back =========
"Swayam red pehnu ke white"
Sharon jo bhi pehno acchi hi lagogi" swayam answered leaving a big sigh.
He had been listening to this question for the 99th time and all the time he answered patiently. It had started from evening and it is night and yet Sharon has not decided on her dress. Now he is wondering why did he even agreed to go along with her for the prom night. He never liked crowded place, it was Sharon's company which would keep him happy , was the only reason why he would agree for parties.
But this prom night is something else, here he will get dance with her too and this is icing on the cake for him. But Sharon s dress selection has been testing his patience now. How could he decide which color or dress would suit her over the PHONE. but Sharon is Sharon no where in the mood to listen she has been explaining about the dress. He loved her the ways she is , and he knew she would rock even if she wears a thrash bag . But here she is wasting her time on discussing her hundred of dresses. is it hundred or even more ? .
"swayam , tum black pehen rahe ho" , sharon question brought Swayam back.\
Black? to be honest he has not thought about what he would wear . He would wear whatever his mood at that time . but now he had answer.
"haan balck"
"black what" sharon aksed
"black... ummm umm suit"
"woh shadi type wala suit ? " sharon asked horrified
" Haan woh meri mummy kehti hai main suit me bahut handsome dikhta hun"
" lekin ye shadi nahi hai .. you are not wearing that"
Well he was expecting that answer.
"tum formal sa suit pehno ge"
"theek hai"
" ab me kya pehnu red ya white"
"sharon you are asking this for the 100 th time " Swayam blurted out loosing the patience now.
But this didnt go well with Sharon as she was hell confused what to wear . Could not come to decide one and here he was not showing any interest. Swayam had not even once told her what color she should go with and the time is running out and her patience too it is just one day left.
"Agar interest nahi tha toh pehle hi bolna tha na. kab se puch rahi hun kuch bol nahi rahe ho. Mujhe nahi aana tumahre saath"
"theek hai mat aao , main kisi aur ke saath chala jaunga"
"oh please jao na fir" sharon cut her call and threw the phone on the bed.
And what she saw next day , Swayam was asking other girl to be her date and all she remembers was storming out off college , Swayam coming running behind her, driving her car on full speed and switching on music system " and next she opened her eyes in hospital.
She heard someone opening her bed room door which brought her back and there was Swayam standing at the door , looking all worried.
" Nothing "
"Sharon you had an accident , and have a plastered your leg and you didnt even inform me, Simi se pata chala mujhe and now you are saying nothing" Swayam asked her angrily.
" chota sa accident tha aur meri galti nahi thi"
"accha tumhari galti kabhi nahi hoti , iss baar kiski thi?"
" woh music on tha , aur lorry ne takkar mara"
" kiska music on tha , lorry wale ka ya tumhara"
" mera"
"toh lorry wale ki galti kya thi"
"Swayam will stop asking question , mene bola na meri galti nahi thi. and by the way why are you here. Tume important kaam nahi hai " sharon asked him bringing her eyebrows together and shooting dragger through her eyes leaving swayam confused
" Go Go tumhari date tumhari intezar kar rahi hogi meri kya zarurat"
"Sharon..." swayam said leaving a big sigh "pagal ho" He sat beside her facing her.
Swayam tried to reach her hand , but sharon pulled her hand off , but he didnt leave until she gave up her little fight and her smooth hand was his hand, while sharon tried to look away.
He brought her hands to his lips and kissed saying,
"How can I go to a prom party without you . How can you even think" .
Sharon looked at his face , she could see sincerity in those words but she was diva and not going to melt so soon and she pulled her hands and looked away.
swayam held her face in her his palms and made her look at him
" dubara aisa kabhi mat karna. tum nahi jaanti tum mere liye kitne important ho. aur agar tumhe kuch hua toh me bhi mar ..." sharon stopped him from saying further as she already feeling guily for her stupidity and on top , he had drops of tears in his eyes which made her eyes tearful.
Swayam brought her and kissed her gently . and there he heard
"aaa"
"kya hua , did I hurt you" he enquired.
"no , i mean leg is paining" sharon replied sheepesly.
" Dubara aise harkaten karna fir batana mujhe"
"kya karoge tum ...aaa"
"Sharon hilna band karogi please".
"Mujhe tumhare saath dance karna tha" Sharon told him disappointingly. "but now i can't" tears rolled down on her cheeks..
.Swayam kissed her tears and next moment Sharon in his arm ...he was holding carefully...
"aise kaise nahi dance karogi" Swayam said looking at Sharon.
Sharon shockingly looked at him . Swayam goes near the music system puts on slow music, comes back, takes Sharon on his arns start swaying to the music
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