Hey everyone, ur wait is finally over as am back with a new update...hopes that u all lyk it...and plzz luk the above pic...OMFG! He really luks sexy...hehe
Tysm
Love ♥Sadia♥
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"Hey, Sam", came his raspy voice from the woods. I turned around to see where he was but couldn't find anyone.

"Are you looking for me, love?", he said again.

I couldn't see where I was going. It was a pitch black forest with many different types of creatures sitting on them. I couldn't decipher between them. All of them looked so alike yet so different.

God! My head was throbbing from pain and I was in no state to walk further. So, I rested myself under a Banyan tree. It was huge, bigger than I could have ever seen. I couldn't figure the place out. I had never come here before.

Before somebody swept me off my bedroom. I remember sleeping on my bed, with my blanket around me and dreaming about my Prince, Sumedh. When I woke up, I could only see huge trees and different creatures.

I want to go back home.

I had to go back home.

Daddy must be worrying for me. I have to find someone for help. I stood up with the help of the branches of the Banyan tree and made my move towards the left side.

I might have walked 2 to 3 steps when suddenly, someone picked me up, causing me to shriek loudly. I turned around to face the person, so that I could take a look of the face. The next what I saw, was absolutely shocking as well as amazing for me. The person was none other than Sumedh, who had picked me up in his arms.

"What happened love, not happy to see me. Baby, I have waited for you, for so many years, and now the time has come, when we both can be together forever." As he closed his mouth, completing his sentence, my mouth fell open and a loud gasp came out.

What the heck was he saying?

Love?

Waiting for me?

Together forever?

I was in total shock and was trying my best to let his words seep into my brain, but it wasn't happening. I won't say that I wasn't having a good time in his strong arms, from where I could get a very good look of his biceps and his strained nerve, which had happen because of him lifting me- but still, it really felt very awkward and wierd to be like this.

I was deep in my thoughts to notice that Sumedh was slowly, slowly, leaning forward towards my face, and when I noticed it, my body froze and I was in no state to even blink my eyes. I couldn't help the feeling of happiness and nervousness to erupt inside me. When he stopped leaning forward, I noticed the distance between our faces, which was merely, just 1 or 2 inches.

Before I could stop myself, I was also leaning forward to clear the gap between our faces and get the kiss of my life from him. When our noses started to touch each other, and our lips were mere distance apart, I could hear faint noises of my alarm clock.

What? How was that possible? I was in a forest, isn't it?

Suddenly, I shot up from my bed, drenched in sweat and realized that it was a Dream. A bloody heck but beautiful dream that I could never forget in my life.

Snapping out of thoughts, I heard my alarm clock ringing loudly. At first, I felt like throwing this piece of shit away 'coz this thing ruined my dream. I was just inches apart from his lips and then, this pathetic thing, just broke it. But, nonetheless, this was my favourite alarm clock and I couldn't just throw it out of the window, merely for a dream which was never going to come true.

After pondering over my thoughts and stretching my limbs, I finally decided to drag myself out of my bed and freshen up. I went to my bathroom, brushed my teeth and took a shower. I came out to change my clothes, but saw that there was a pair of denim hot pants and a minnie mouse crop top, already set on my bed. The first thought that came up in my mind was that this might be my mother's choice but she has never done anything like this for me, then why suddenly today. I went straight towards my bed and picked up the clothes to see them and found a note which read :
Meet me downstairs in the kitchen. Waiting for you beautiful. Come fast.

After reading the message, a chill went through my bones. My heart skipped a beat or two. Who could be this? Was I at my own house or someone else's? I looked around and saw all the familiar belongings of my room. No, am at my own room only.

Is this a dream?

Am I still sleeping?

To check, I pinched my arm and a yelp came out of my mouth. No, this isn't a dream also. Ignoring the fear in my veins and a building determination to check this thing out, I quickly strived towards my wardrobe and picked out a yellow, flowy sundress and paired it with yellow flats. As it was Sunday today, I decided to let my blackish brown straight cum waves fall down, which came till my back. No matter what emergency, fashion comes first. Perks of being a girl.

I had adopted my mother's hair and my father's eyes, which were pure black with a little shine of brown in it. I was always complimented for my looks but I never paid any attention towards it because my father always made me believe that outer looks are for some time, but what stays with us forever is what is deep inside us that is our heart and our soul.

Further, I decided to let the makeup rest for today and go natural. Glancing on my clock for one last time, it showed 8.30 a.m as it had woke me up at 6. 30 only, so I wasn't too late to get up. I know, it's Sunday but my parents always worshipped the idea of early to bed and early to rise. Hence, my alarm clock waking me up everyday at 6.30.

I quickly made my way downstairs towards the hall, totally forgetting about the anonymous note, but I couldn't find anyone here. Usually, both of my parents are up early and my father is found reading newspaper in the hall and my mother cooking breakfast for us while shouting on him for don't know what things. Yeah, talk about multitasking and she's perfect. But today, it's so quiet. Are they still sleeping? Might be. But that's strange.

Suddenly, I heard some clinking of cutlery. Maybe she's in the kitchen. To see, I went towards the kitchen but found a young man instead. His back was faced towards me as he was doing something on the gas stove. I couldn't decipher who he was but looked quite appealing in his white buttoned down shirt and denim jeans with an apron on top of it. Darn! He is wearing my apron. How dare he? Yes! I really do love my apron till infinity that I can recognize it from its strap only.

Focusing on him, his hair was tousled and was going in every direction as if he had run his hand through it many times. He looked quite sexy from behind. Shucks! What am I thinking about him? I don't even know who the hell he is and what he is doing in my kitchen and in my house?

Ok! What if you knew him? Did you have had made plans with him? My mind piped in.

No! Definitely not. I would have not done anything with him no matter I would have known him or not. I replied to my mind.

Oh really!? Nothing. Don't lie to yourself Sam. We both know this, that you would have surely done something with him till now. Don't worry, what if you didn't knew him till now, you can know him now. You have gotta chance and why to waste it? Go, go, go! You can do this Sammy, said my mind.

Can you please just shut the hell up and stop this shit about him. I would never do anything with a creep like him. Never. Got that. I slapped my mind and threw it's pathetic ideas in the near dustbin.

Clearing my thoughts, I realized that he was still a stranger no matter how good looking he would be. He was a creep who was standing in my house without my knowledge. I suddenly remembered the note which I had found in my clothes today in the morning. Oh gosh! This person, standing in my kitchen, cooking something on my gas stove, wearing my apron, is the person who chose those clothes for me and also wrote the note for me. Ok! I guess am in big problem now.

What if, he is a rapist? Damn! I probably don't want to loose my virginity right now at the age of 16, that too to a creep like him, putting aside the thought that he looks quite appealing. Or what if, worst than the previous one, he is a murderer, then? Oh God! I don't wanna die so soon even. Am just 16 and haven't even made it to college, not even made a boyfriend nor have become popular. No! I can't just die out of hands of some sexy creep.

Wait! Where are my parents? How come they don't know about him or did this man do something with them to catch me? Oh God! Am in deep shit. Ok! Cool down Sammy and think how to save yourself and your parents from him. Bloody jerk.

I felt my body numb and my brain not able to work properly. Shitty times and my brain, clearly not on good terms.

Shuddering with fear from inside, my brain finally thought to work. Hush! Finally. Looking at the person, he seemed quite fit and toned. I guess, I should arm myself first.

Embarking on this dreadful journey of finding some harmful weapon without making any noise and coming in his view, was literally tough. After several vain attempts, I remembered the hockey stick in my room.

Hurriedly, I took of my flats and went running upstairs, making minimal sound that I could make. Quickly, I grabbed my hockey stick which was kept beside my guitar and made my way downstairs, holding it tightly in my sweaty palms.

Slowly, waking like a cat, keeping my feet like a paw on the tiled floor, I reached the kitchen and put on my flats. Holding my hockey stick tightly in my hands, I placed it behind my back, clearly not wanting my enemy to get a look of it. I went near person and stood behind him, a swish of his cologne hit my nose and I prevented myself from choking. Gosh! Deathly colognes.

" Excuse me? Who the hell are you standing in my house?" I asked him, mustering up some courage.

The person turned around and came face to face with me. He had big, clear brown eyes which had lit up as he saw my face. He parted his thin lips to say something but as my glance went over the knife that he was holding, my breath hitched in my throat and my hand rose on it's own and striked him on his hand. The knife fell down and I got a chance to get a hold of it.
Instantly, we both bent down and in an attempt to grab the knife, our foreheads collided with each other and we landed hard on our butt together. A loud "Ow" erupted from both of us.

"Uhmm...am sorry! Are you Ms. Samaira!?" He asked me in his deep, husky voice which had a slight edge of the accent of Delhi. I blinked rapidly unable to grasp the words that came from his mouth.

He knew my name!?

How?

After some seconds of staring him like a psychopath, I came back from my trance and answered him.

"Uhhmm...Y-Yes! I am only Samaria but wait, how do you know my name and where the hell are my parents? How did you get into my house? Are you a trespasser or a mental patient who ran from the city mental hospital or something? Listen, just tell me right away otherwise I would surely be calling the cops. So, just start speaking ri-". He put his index finger on my lips and cut me mid sentence.

"Hey, hey, just calm down okay! Am really nothing what you are thinking and do I look anything like that. Oh please, you are hurting me and my Godly looks, sweetheart." He said, putting a hand on his heart, feigning hurt. Dramatic much!

I looked at him, then at his index finger on my lips, and then again at him. He must have understood what he was doing by my facial looks which was just plain, because I was numb enough to react anything.

"Oops! Am sorry! I-I didn't mean to...you know...do that what I did. By the way, firstly, introducing myself, Hi! am Yash Khurana," he said extending his right hand in front of me to shake," your father, Mr. Ram Kapoor's best friend's son and am here to become your future boyfriend." A slight smirk playing on his lips. I blinked rapidly, stunned by his words, unable to conceive anything inside my brain.

Did he just say something like 'Boyfriend'?

Literally?

I mean...What?

No! I-I can't believe my ears.

Seriously?

Yash Khurana?

My future boyfriend?

As the bitter reality dawned upon me, I came back to my senses and did the first thing that seemed important and that was, I slapped Yash Khurana, my so called 'future boyfriend' across his face, hard, wiping the stupid smirk from his face. He jerked backwards in utter shock, muttering some cursing words and groaning in pain.

He and my boyfriend, never.
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Hey ppl...am extremely sorry for taking so long to write but then I hope u had a good tym wid dis update and to make up for your waiting I made a long chapter...u see it's longer than the usual ones...am so sorry once again but u all know that I really do love you peeps soooo much..Isn't it? And I also know that you all would put up wid me in every circumstance....so tysm once again for all your love and waiting...
Tysm
Love♥Sadia♥
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