IPKKND:The'TeriMeri'Series OS1 P74/OS2 P78/OS3 P83 - Page 45

Author's Note : This OS is random and just my view on the whole Teri Meri dance sequence. Thank Ya. And ya. A warning. This isn't the last for today. Loads of tidbits are going to come from me today. I am that dazed. [Thats an understatement BTW]

Yes, I am aware. I will not deny that. It's him that I am dancing with. IT'S ARNAV SINGH RAIZADA, YOU NUTHEAD, my brain screamed. HE'S YOUR ENEMY FOR GODSAKE. However, my heart failed to comprehend those scolds. The magnitude of rave running through my bloodstreams was too huge for me to grasp the existence of anything but his and mine. The dance had stopped, the blaring speakers had stopped. Everything had stopped including my breath. Yet he remained as calm as could me, staring with incomplete resolution. He always liked messing up my insides, didn't he? Like steel his palms caged my waist refusing to budge and sending a brisk pain through me. Somehow the pain was too enjoyable. It was like a beautiful agony that awoke fresh and powerful. His breaths warmed my cheeks and that's when I know the actual proximity between the two of us. I gulped hard, too hard as if my lungs were deprived of oxygen. I bent my face sideways because the creeps it sent me to watch his lips waiting in patience, devouring the sight of mine was cruelly intense. As though relishing every bit of my fear, he pushed me closer; clutching my waist like it was his personal toy. My cheeks landed right on his shoulders and as much as my neck was beginning to be exhausted with the awkward position, I dared not move, lest the next place my body poked into would be his lips. Halting was the last thing he seemed to want to do. He fingers had already begun tracing my hands. The need to escape from there came too frequently for me to register in my head. I gasped as his fingers leapt up to my neck. Effortfully but not enough to hurt me, he pulled my head from his shoulders, bringing it just an inch apart from his. I was surprised. Not because of his actions, but because of the incredible lightness his eyes were blinking at me. Were they brimming? Suddenly, it was like he was the most vulnerable being I knew. He gazed at me requesting me to stay, pleading me to support. It awed me. What was happening? I felt weak in his arms but I knew full well that I wasn't the weak one here. He was letting go. "Khushi..." He whispered and that was all I could take. It was enough to get me rooted.

Great OS Amal !!!