*Aslesha*

I'm nervously standing in front of Viraj's house for the past five minutes contemplating whether or not to go inside.

Viraj ko batana toh padega about the whole complain thing.

What if he throws me out of his house saying that he's no more interested in me? These thoughts have been playing around in my head since morning.

I take a deep breath and finally ring the door bell.

His mom opens the door and when she looks at me a smile breaks on her face.

"Hey Aashi, aao aao andar aao" she says and ushers me in.

"Hello aunty" I say and smile at her as I enter the living room. Did Viraj already tell her about me and him.. him and me.. us?

"Viraj ne bataya tum aane wali ho" she says.

I guess not. Viraj said that she was rooting for us. I smile at that thought.

I peek outside the living room to find him. She sees me doing that and chuckles.

"Upar apne room me hai vo. Jaao upar" she says and I smile nervously and go upstairs.

When I go upstairs I hear the shower running. He's taking a shower. Jaldi aayi shayad mai. I go and sit on his bed as I wait for him to come out.

I look around his room. There are many trophies and medals on the shelf. I lift one one of them and look at it closely. 'Man of the series'. Of course.

There's also a big pile of video games. Typical. Ek bhi book nahi. Typical again.

There's one photo frame of him and his mom. It's torn in half and I assume that it was his father side that he tore off. He's around 9 or 10 in this photo.

I sigh and keep the picture away.

His cricket kit is in one corner and I lift his bat and try to swing it. Bahot bhaari hai ye toh. Isse four aur six kaise maarta hai ye..

"Whoa! What a pleasant surprise" I hear a voice from behind and quickly turn to see Viraj smirking at me.

Viraj Singhania in nothing but just a towel. I feel blessed..

My mouth goes dry as I take in his form. I'm gonna faint right here and right now.

He looks so fresh and wet and sexy as hell. I hope I'm not drooling.

His hair is damp from the shower, droplets still falling off the tendrils. And his body. Oh his body.

There are a few droplets sprinkled on his body and I have an urge to wipe them off.

Stop thinking such unholy thoughts!

I put my hands behind my back so that I don't do something stupid and with great effort, really really great effort, move my eyes upwards towards his face.

Eyes, stay here! Don't go down. It's unsafe territory.

"Hey hi" I say casually, which doesn't come out casually but breathlessly and I mentally slap myself.

His smirk widens and my eyes go down to his faint abs and I quickly move them upwards.

Stay here you traitors!

"Hey girlfriend" he says walking closer to me and I step backwards and keep stepping backwards until I'm cornered between him and the wall.

"Viraj, tumhari mom neeche hai" I say and lean a little more back but that doesn't help because he leans down so that our noses are almost touching.

"Aur hum upar hai. Mom ko kuch pata nahi chalega" he smirks.

Vo sirf towel me hai. Vo sirf towel me hai. Vo sirf towel me hai....

"Huh" I say as I look into his deep blue eyes. Oh I'm so in love with his eyes. The whole of him actually. But his eyes are just something else.

He lifts his hand and strokes my cheek and I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. That's the only way he is touching me and I can't help but admit that I'm craving for more.

I can feel the heat emanating from his body, making me warm all over. How is this even possible?

"I love it when these beautiful cheeks of yours get coated with that pink blush" he says and leans ahead and presses his lips on my cheeks.

I close my eyes and inhale in his scent. Oh he smells delicious. Just his smell is enough to get me heady. That intoxicating rainforest kind of smell.

"So did you dream of me?" He asks as his lips trail down from my cheek to the length of my jaw.

My hands move up to his bare shoulders and I pull him closer as his lips continue to drive me crazy.

My breathing gets shallow as I reply with a shaky 'yes'.

"Hmm. What was I doing in your dreams?" he asks as his lips leave my skin and he looks at me with raised eyebrows.

I wanna whine and tell him to kiss me more but I control myself. Desparate much? He leans ahead and comes closer and closer and my eyes close on their own accord.

His lips brush against mine in the slightest of touch and just when I'm about to kiss him he moves away. I open my eyes and let out a frustrated groan.

I don't care if I sound whiny and desperate. I wanna kiss him. I want him to kiss me.

"You didn't answer me. What was I doing?" He asks with a smirk and I push him away.

"You weren't being a tease like this jackass" I say in frustration and hear him laughing behind me.

"Aww I love this side of you" he says and I roll my eyes.

"Shut up" I say and sit on his bed.

"I'm gonna change" he says and I absentmindedly nod.

"Yea okay" I say.

He starts laughing again. "Aree baba I'm changing. At least have the decency to look that way. Mai itna bhi besharam nahi hu" he says and my eyes widen and I quickly turn away.

"Behooda aurat" I hear him mutter under his breath.

"Shut up! Mujhe koi shauk nahi hai tumhe waise dekhne ka" I say.

Liar liar pants on fire.

"Oh please Aslesha. You literally eye raped me when I entered the room" he says and I can imagine him smirking behind me as I hear ruffling of his clothes.

"I did not!" I snap in embarrassment.

"You so did. But I don't blame you. Mai tumhari jagah hota toh mai bhi aise masterpiece se nazar nahi hataa paata" he says and I roll my eyes.

"You're sooo subtle about your looks. Very modest ha" I say sarcastically.

"Ab jo hai vo hai" he says and comes and sits in front of me.

Fully clothed thank god!

His hair is still wet so I take his towel and start drying his hair. Already thandi ka mausam hai. Bimaar na padd jaaye.

"Waise couple log ek dusre ko nicknames dete hai you know. Hume bhi dene chahiye na" he says as I keep the towel away.

I laugh at that. "You call me paglu. I call you dummy" I remind him.

His hair is deliciously messy, sticking out in all the directions and I can't help but run my hands through them as I try to set them.

"They're more like insults" he says and takes both my hands in his and leans towards me.

"Social media pe mai dekha hu log ek dusre ko bulaate rehte hai na.. jaise honey" he says and pecks my lips.

"Ya cupcake" I peck his lips in return.

"Ya fir candy" he says and kisses my cheek.

"Ya fir sugar" I reply and kiss his cheek in return.

"Saare khaane ke naam. Toh mai tumhe mirchi bulata hu. You're more spicy than sweet" he says and playfully bites my forefinger that is still in his hands.

"Toh mai tumhe karela bulaaungi. For obvious reasons" I say and shrug and he laughs and pushes me down on the bed and looms over me.

"Tum na.. tum na mujhe bilkul pasand nahi ho. Itne romance books padh ke, movies dekh ke bhi tum bilkul bhi romantic nahi ho" he says and I put my arms around his neck.

"Tumhe dekh ke mere andar ka romance nahi jaagta" I say and make a face.

"Achha?" He says suddenly sitting up and then he starts tickling me.

I start laughing loudly trying to push away his torturing fingers but to no avail.

"Viraj I'll freaking kill you. Mat naa" I say in between laughs.

I start hitting him on his chest and he takes both my hands and pins them towards my side as I'm finally able to breathe properly.

"Romance nahi jaagta ha?" He asks.

"Jaagta hai. You are my prince charming. Mere hero ho tum. Mere zero ho tum" I say and he glares at me. "Hero hero" I quickly correct myself. "Hero. Not zero. Slip of tongue" I say giggling.

"Chalo meri taarif karo" he says.

"No way"  I say and try to get up but he pushes me down again.

"I'll start tickling you again ha" he says and I sigh.

I look all over his face as he looms over me. He looks so mischievous and playful and I love this side of him. I love him.

"Viraj Singhania. Kya taarif karu mai tumhari. Handsome aur good looking toh tumne sunaa hi hoga sabse. But you're so much more than that" I say.

"When I'm with you I act different. In a good way. Mai jyada smile karti hu, jyada hassti hu. Tumhare saath I can drop the fake smile and put on the real one. I feel safe with you. You're easy to talk to and you listen to me. Mai tumhaare saath kabhi self conscious nahi hoti. Sad ya insecure nahi hoti. I really appreciate your company. Because with you I'm different. With you I'm happy" I say and stroke his hair as he looks at me intensely.

"You have a beautiful heart. Pehle mujhe lagta tha you're such an ass and a jerk but that's because I didn't know you. Big now I do and you're one of the most important person in my life. You're the best cricket player but you're an amazing team mate too. You love your mom and I see how you care so much for her and it's beautiful. You are focused and so dedicated to cricket and making a future in it. You're one of the best people I've ever met. You make me happy. Also the bonus is there that you are so freaking handsome and I love your body and I love your smile and I love those god damn hypnotic eyes and-"

I love you.

"-mai isse jyada jhut nahi bol sakti" I say and a smile breaks on his face as he crashes his lips on mine.

He kisses me hungrily, tasting every inch of my mouth and I kiss him back with the same fervor as my hands tangle in his hair and I pull him closer.

I just can't get enough of him..

He moans into my mouth when I suck on his bottom lip and his voice resonated throughout my body leaving a fire in its wake.

I break the kiss and look at him.

"Viraj mujhe tumhe kuch batana hai" I tell him and he frowns.

"Mujhe bahot bhuk lagi hai. Hold pe rakhe thodi der ke liye?" He asks and after a moment I nod.

He kisses my cheek and gets up.

I fix my shirt and my hair and go downstairs with him.

We enter the kitchen together and I see that his mom is making coffee.

"Abhi tumhe bulaane hi wali thi. I hope sandwich is okay with you Aslesha" she asks me with a smile and I nod.

"Aur college kaisa chal raha hai?" she asks taking a sip of her coffee.

"Bilkul thik" I answer and start eating the sandwich.

From the corner of my eye I see Viraj staring at me. I give him a questioning look.

He looks down at my lips and I quickly look at him mom who is looking at us suspiciously.

"Vo tumhare lips ke side me.." he says but stop as he leans forward and kisses the corner of my mouth as I feel his tongue lightly stroke my skin there.

I gasp. "Ketchup laga tha" he says shrugging and continues eating the sandwich with an evil glint in his eyes.

I hear his mom gasp and she drops the knife that she was buttering the bread with in shock.

"Viraj. Koi baat hai jo tu batana bhul gaya ho mujhe?" She asks looking between me and Viraj and my face turns the shade of a tomato and I feel like smacking Viraj on his head.

Ye kya tarika hai apni mom ko batane ka? Oh god I feel like running and hiding behind a couch from embarrassment.

"Except the fact that Aslesha is now my girlfriend, kuch nahi" he says casually with his mouth full and shrugs. But I can see him slightly smirking and how his eyes are lit up in amusement.

Iski toh..

"OH MY GOODNESS!" she squeals and jumps up from her chair and comes to hug me.

"Oh wow, I'm so happy for you guys! I'm so.. oh god I'm so happy" she says and I hug her back still feeling a little shy.

"I'm happy too" I whisper looking at Viraj and he gives me a breathtaking smile.

"Ab khushi me kangan vagera utaar ke mat dena usse like they show in those dumb serials. Shagun and shit" Viraj says and I glare at him.

She turns to Viraj and smacks him behind his head. Achha hua. Just what I wanted.

"Oww maa! I guess it's time you stop hitting me now that Aslesha is my girlfriend. You wanted that right?" he says rubbing the back of his head and I lightly chuckle.

"That's never going to happen. Tum life time mera maar khaaoge" she says to him and turns to look at me.

"Please isse zara tameez sikhana aur line pe laana isse. Mai toh pareshaan ho gayi hu" she says and Viraj rolls his eyes.

"I'll try my best" I tell her.

"I guess ye mujhe sudhaarne nahi wali, mai isse bigaadne wala hu" he says and ruffles my hair.

"We'll see about that loser" I say pushing his hand away.

We talk a little more over breakfast and then his mom leaves. She is urgently called to the office to complete an article.

I have to tell him about the complain. I can't stretch this any longer.

"Viraj about that thing.. which I wanted to tell you" I say as eats some cookies out of a jar.

"Ha bolo na" he says.

"About the complain. I know who complained about you cutting my hair" I say nervously. He keeps the jar away as his face becomes serious.

"Oh really? Kon? And how did you know?" he asks and I take a deep breath.

I tell him everything. About how papa came to know about it and took his dad's number from the school authorities. I also tell him that he did not complain and just gave a warning to his dad and then stop because I can't directly blame his dad like that.

He rubs his forehead and walks out into the living room and I follow him.

"So ye sab dad ka plan tha. Unka mastermind" he says as he falls back on the couch. I stand there fiddling with the hem of my shirt.

"About that I don't know. But mere papa ne kaha that he didn't complain" I say looking down at my feet.

He doesn't say anything for a long while and I stand there as the the tension in the room thickens. The silence becomes unbearable and I finally speak up.

"Viraj in a way it's like mere side se hi galti hui hai. Because he's my dad. And if you don't want anything to do with me anymore I completely understand-"

"Aslesha"

"-I mean it's your choice and I know you wouldn't like to be with me anymore because somehow I've ruined your life-"

"Aslesha"

"So I mean I can leave if you want but I hope y- ummph"

I don't even realise when Viraj came towards me. He grabs my face with both of his hands and gives me a long hard kiss which effectively shuts me up.

I give in to his kiss and kiss him back as my hands go around his neck.

He breaks the kiss and I sigh. He holds my chin and makes me look at him.

"You stupid stupid girl. Maine pehle bhi kaha tha ke it was my fault and I'm sorry. Agar tum complain karti toh bhi sahi hi hota because I deserved it. Kuch bhi sochti ho tum" he says stroking his nose on mine and I smile.

It's like a big weight is lifted off my shoulders and I finally relax.

"Fuck!" He suddenly says as his eyes go wide.

"Ab kya?" I ask him.

"Your dad hates me. He hates me. Vo mujhe tumse break up karne bolenge. Or worse, he will kill me" he says as he runs his hand through his hair.

"Hmm.. he may kill you" I say in deep thought looking at his expression as his eyes widen a little more in fright.

"Mazak kar rahi hu baba" I say and start laughing as he glares at me.

"This is not funny!" He states.

"It is. And also he is very eager to meet you" I say giving him a big smile.

"What? Why?" He asks.

"Because I told him you're my boyfriend duh. So you're coming with me shaam ko mere ghar okay" I tell him and he looks like he's about to faint.

I start laughing more loudly and he glares at me.

"Hassi aa rahi hai?" He asks and I nod. "Bahot" I answer.

"Achha? Abhi tumhari hassi bhagaata hu" he says and runs towards me as I run inside the kitchen.

"Fattu Viraj" I tease him as he looks at me with a smirk. The dining table is between us and as I move towards my left, he does the same.

Suddenly he lunges forward and I squeal and start running as he catches me from behind and lifts me.

I giggle and he puts me down and turns me around and presses his lips on mine. Oh this boy.

The day has just started and I've got so many kisses. How lucky am I!

"I hate you" he says nibbling my lower lip and I fist his hair and push his face away.

"Ditto" I say and again pull him towards me as I kiss him passionately.

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I guess this chapter's title should have been 'Kiss'. So much kissing happening. Heheh.. But I'm sure you guys are liking it. The next chapter is going to be Viraj meeting Aashi's dad. The updates will be a little slow because my exams are starting soon but I'll try and give one chapter each week. Aaj ke liye itna hi. Ily :)