"You deserve someone who is obsessed with you.........
Someone else isn't worth your time."

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Anusha's Birthday

Anusha's POV

It was already 2 in the afternoon when I came out of the university. The exam went well doubtfully. Last night I was scared my life out but the exam was unexpectedly easy yet lenghty.

Today being my birthday, I thought my friends would ask me for a party but they didn't. It was shocking they never leave any chance for free good food.

Because friends are always hungry.

So, now I was heading straight back home. A delicious slice of truffle cake calling my name. The only thing I could imagine that moment was the image tempting me and drool dripping out.

Yesterday late night everybody wished me Happy Birthday at sharp 12.
Neena aunty and Jasprit uncle also wished me along with Sunidhi di and Sumit jiju. My phone was buzzing continuously.

But what left me waiting was one call.

There was this unexplainable anxiety in me, expectation we call it.
These movies I grew up watching had me so spoiled that I was anticipating his wishes for me. Couldn't find anything different when the results came out.

He had texted me ' HAPPY BIRTHDAY' with no emotion either.

Being the understandable person I am, I was happy that at least he wished but... deep inside I was disappointed. The words never came out.

YOU WERE EXPECTING HIM TO CALL YOU?

NO, I WAS NOT.

YES! YOU WERE.

UGH!

I was about to exit the gates of the my university, punching my card to open up the gates. When I saw a familiar black BMW parked outside and a man leaning his back to the car, I was dumbfounded to say the least.

I know this man- the very first thought came to my mind.

His back was facing me, he must be waiting for me. I was by now familiar with the shape of mane of this man. The lines of his black hiar line was printed inside my mind.
But the thing was for how long he had been waiting for me got me worried. As far as I could remember I'd never told him about my exam schedule. Especially the day my exams will be over.

I made my way towards him. The guy was so engrossed in his own world that he didn't notice me coming.

It was visible he was directly coming from his office. Looking deadly handsome in his formals. The wonders his attire was doing him.

" Hi,"
I said finally to catch his attention

" Hey!" he replied

Leaving me shocked he suddenly hugged me.

What?

I just caught off guard, didn't knew what to do. I was standing still completely dumbstruck.

Hug?

" Happy Birthday"
He pulled back looking at me.

Gave me a bouquet of white lilies and roses, taking them out from his car seat while laughing at my reaction.

How does he knows white lilies are my favourite?

Siddharth's POV

I hugged her for the first time, I couldn't control my feelings that moment. I heard her before I saw her.

She was few feet apart when I got aware of her presence. I had myself prepared.

She stood still, shocked by my sudden emotion but I couldn't help it.
I released her and looked at her. Handing her the bouquet I don't know what came over me I kissed her cheek as well. It was her birthday but seem like I was excited.

DAMN!

She was extremely shocked to say the least.

Her cheeks turned red as she looked into my eyes and quickly averted her gaze to her sides, looking for people who were watching us.

In that moment I care the less about spectators, I wanted it announced 'the girl was already taken'.

"Let's go,"

She nodded still blushing and moved towards the passenger side.

I made my way before her and opened the door for her. My chivalry never fails to get the smile out of her.

" Where are we going?"
she asked once we were off her university

" Somewhere."

" Where?"

"Surprise" I replied grinning

Once again when the talking part was done I raised my hand towards her asking for her hand.

I want to hold her to me forever.

I never want to lose her. I needed to hold them to assure my disquiet atleast.

She looked at me raising her eyebrow, I just smiled.

Smile did the talking when she gave me her hand. She knew what I wanted. Like she always does.
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Anusha's POV

I gasped when Siddharth told me he brought us a house as my birthday gift. He had some savings when he sold his apartment from his bachelor's time.

I was standing in the front door of a high-class apartment with Siddharth beside me. He said we would be living here after marriage.

I took a deep breath my heartbeats rising, he remained unaffected. The guy always stands prepared for everything.

One look at me and I was sure what he has planned would make me happy.
He opened the big door of the apartment holding my hand, interlacing our fingers dragged me inside.

This was amazing.
Both the house and...our interlaced fingers.

We were standing in the living room when rotating myself I took a full view still our hands laced.

The room so big, of course smaller than Khanna mansion but bigger than my house's.

The whole house mixed with a combination of white-blue-grey shades. Giving a classy and modern look.
Making the atmosphere of the house comfortable and cozy. The house was empty, still untouched, so the home feeling was far but the comfort was there.

Then there was a huge modular kitchen.

With an island at the center.
Dominating metallic grey and white colors, the kitchen was equipped with all the necessary equipment. The dining table for four at the center of the kitchen, decorating the interior.

Fancy lights on the ceiling, each and everything modern and fitted as per suitability.

He dragged me to the balcony attached to the living room. His hand holding mine, the gleaming of his eyes rubbing on me.

He was like a child excited to show his achievements to his new dound friend.

I suddenly became so excited, my body matched his level. It was me who was dreaming all my life for something this beautiful. Never cared for the materialistic love but somewhere anticipated the glitters of eyes.

Soon I was the one who was leading.

I took his hand and started dragging him upstairs where he said the bedrooms and study are.

It was my dream to have a house like this. So beautiful and classy, big but not huge. Just exactly the way it was. I was happy.

He made me happy.

"Come on Siddharth you are so slow"
I complained dragging him upstairs. He chuckled because of my excitement. I forgot the shy Anusha that moment.

I opened the first room door and
"This is our study"
Siddharth replied.

"Here. This side is for you. You can keep your books and everything here. You can even keep your bone set here." He said chuckling
mentioning towards a medium sized bookshelf, with wooden textures.

"And this one is mine."

I was so amazed.
This was exactly like I ever wanted. I appreciated his choice of furniture and interiors.

The house my parents own belongs to my grand parents, they died and my father inherited the property.
My father always loved his mother, the mother who struggled alone, managed to build a small business of restaurants which my father turned into hotels.
For him the woman means alot but inside he was always a lonely child who craved his mother's attention. The reason being he is still confide to the place.
She never loved my mother, for her she was a daughter in law, welcomed into the family because she was needed. That's it.

I continued dragging him to the second room which he said is the guest room. I liked it. I was almost jumping with happiness by then.

Then we came to a corridor leading towards the two remaining rooms. To the left, he said it's a room for our future kids. The nursery.

I blushed and somehow managed to open the room door and found neutral colored walls and interiors.

" We will change the interiors and wall colors after kids. Because right now I didn't know what color will go"

I was turning into a tomato but managed to nod. Suddenly the shy Anusha was back inside me.

Again holding his hand I lead him to the master bedroom.

The moment I opened the bedroom door. I gasped and covered my mouth with my hands so that no more sound will come out.

He laughed at me. Shoulder bumping me to enter further.

It was a huge room, with the colors grey and white dominating.

I was somewhere sure, the grey colour was me and the white pleasant to eyes was him.

The interior was modern giving a powerful feel. There was a floor to ceiling glass window with the amazing panoramic view of Delhi.

A huge king sized bed at the center of the room.

An art peice of some river hanging to the main wall of room above the head side of the bed.

The room was a feeling like he make me feel when he is around.

How does he know that I like the grey color?

There was a dressing table to the right side of the room adjacent to the bathroom. Besides the dressing, there was a huge closet. Which was enough for my whole family's clothes?

The clothes I own would never fill the place up I was certain.

I quickly ran towards the glass wall and looked outside. The view was breathtaking. I can see whole Delhi from here. It was obvious as the apartment is on the 25th floor.

Siddharth came and stood beside me. I was happy and excited. I instantly jumped and hugged Siddharth.

" Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. I seriously loved all this. This is so beautiful. This the best gift I ever had."

Then it dawned on me. What was I doing?

OH SHIT!

I released Siddharth instantly, looked towards him he was stunned by my sudden action but soon recovered and smiled widely at me.

His eyes were filled with happiness to my reaction. I guessed.

Soon he was very close to my face, looking deep into my eyes and he leaned down to match the level of my nose, my face tipped posterior a little when he brushed his lips to mine and quickly pulled back.

Winking like the bitch did nothing, he said
"I want you to wear this dress. We are going out on dinner"
opening the closet door and taking out a dress from it.

He kept the dress on bed and
" I'm downstairs waiting for you"

The dress was inside?

With this, he left the room and me. I was standing there glued to my spot only to comprehend the news flash.

What just happened.?
Anusha Singh!

Did you just experience your first lip kiss?

I have a doubt, are you sure it will approve as a kiss? It was just for a few seconds.

OH GOD!

What was he doing to me?

It was question India wanted to know.

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