Mahi's POV
 
My dad was angry with Ron. I didn't want him to scold or beat Ron. I had to stop him, I could not let Dad hurt him.
 
I opened the door and went in.
" Dad, please don't say anything to him, I love him. Or I will not talk to you. "  I said and tears started flowing from my eyes. He closed his eyes and hugged me.

" I won't, don't cry, baby. "  He said hugging me.

" Promise?" I asked.

" Yes! " He said.

" And you will let me marry him?"  I asked looking at him hoping that he would agree to it as well.

" You are only 12, too young to think about all that. We will talk about it after 10-12 years. I can't think of you getting married to anyone for now. I can't live without you, baby. " He hugged me very tightly.

" You are not angry with him? "  I was so worried about Ron after I heard my dad's views about him.

" No, beta, he saved your life, we can't be angry with him. " Mom assured me.

" But Dad was angry with him, I heard everything. "  I said crying.

" Oh, you know how much he loves you, he got upset with the thought that you will go away leaving us. "  Mom tried to explain.

" No, Dad, I will tell him that I will live with you. You or Mom convince his parents. But don't be mad at him, or I will not talk to you. " I asked looking at him for confirmation. 

" If after 10-12 years, you still feel the same for him, we will think about it," he said, I hugged him, and he patted my back.

My mom, considering my age and understanding the nature of teenage crushes, didn't take my words seriously. She smiled and made my dad believe that it was just a typical childhood infatuation that would likely pass with time.

But that didn't happen...

As the days turned into weeks, the weeks into months, and months into year, I found myself inexorably drawn to him, still following his every move with unwavering dedication.

Our families were members of the most Elite sports club.
Though I was not interested in sports, I started going there with my brothers, because Ron used to come there daily for swimming and playing. I loved watching him and my brothers play.

Whether he was participating in sports events, pursuing his hobbies, or simply going about his daily life, I found myself drawn to his magnetic presence, enchanted by his every move.

My infatuation was getting deeper day by day and I  was willing to go to great lengths to impress him, even learning to cook his favorite dishes with the help of my mom. He was a foodie like my brothers, so I found out what he liked to eat and I told my mom that I wanted to learn how to cook.

She was surprised as I was young, but she agreed and I learned to cook those dishes at the age of 13 years with the help of my mom who was a fabulous cook.

My mom didn't know that I was learning to cook those things which he loved to eat. I even served them to all of them saying that I made it. My brothers went crazy when I cooked for them. They were very excited and hugged me very tightly and kept singing praises even when I knew that the dish didn't taste as good as they said.

Ron and Raj also smiled and thanked me when the cook served the cookies that I made. I even baked a special cake for him and waited for him to come home so that I could make him eat the cake. But that day, Ron didn't come to our home to play as all of them went to Sujal's home. I felt very bad and was disappointed.

I told Mom to pack the cake so that I could take it to school the next day where I could offer it to him. But, I could not even do that, as Mihir Bhai and Vihan ate the whole cake at night as Vihan was staying at our place to study with Mihir and they got hungry and raided the fridge at night, found the cake and finished it.  I was so sad that my hero could not taste it. Mihir bhai apologized to me and I had to smile at the cute way he was holding his ears and kept saying it was the best cake he ever had.

I was hopeful that my efforts would make Ron see me in a different light, but he continued to treat me as his best friend's younger sister.

Ron's striking good looks, tall stature, nicely built physique, and fair complexion made him even more popular among girls over time. This fact bothered me immensely, and I couldn't help but feel jealous of the girls who received attention from him.

Why couldn't they flirt with Raj? Or others? Raj was Ron's identical twin, same good looks, same height, physique and complexion. Actually, I knew that they tried but he never looked at any of them as he was a serious kind of a boy.

I wish Ron was also like that, I wanted him to avoid everyone like his twin. I even wished that it would have been easier if Raj had saved me from falling and I had fallen for him, as he never talked to any girls. He was as good-looking as Ron, and I liked him a lot but as a brother. I loved Ron, only Ron.

My admiration soon blossomed into something deeper. I found myself falling in love with him, unable to resist the overwhelming emotions that were surging through me.

But he was always surrounded by other girls and started paying attention to them. I used to get hurt by watching him talking, flirting, and smiling at other girls.

Despite his affectionate smiles directed at me, he never treated me the same way he did other girls.

It became evident that Ron was comfortable with his popularity and enjoyed the attention he received from other girls.

In my desperation to stand out, I engaged in various activities to gain his attention, hoping to be noticed as more than just a friend's sibling.

I still remember, that I wore high heels, for a party at Malhotras' Mansion, like the girls he used to flirt with, and got off-balanced right in front of him as my concentration and balance were lost once I saw him and got my ankle twisted.

I was so embarrassed that I fell right in front of him, he was coming to help me to get up but  Manik bhai came running to me and scolded me for wearing such high heels.

Ron offered to pick me up to take me inside to apply painkillers, but Mihir didn't allow him. Manik Bhai picked me up and took me inside and asked Aunty for the pain reliever spray.

I didn't know why I always got in trouble, whenever I used to try to get his attention.

Another incident was when I was so lost in looking at him that I missed a step in the school and fell on my face. He came running to me, picked me up, and took me to the school dispensary, I was so embarrassed.

He must have thought that I was a very clumsy girl who could not even walk properly.

This realization only fueled my frustration and annoyance toward those girls who seemingly had a chance with him.

I couldn't understand why he couldn't see beyond their infatuation and notice my genuine feelings for him.

I tried wearing clothes like them but I was too thin without those curves and those dresses didn't suit me, which made me get depressed.

Despite the ongoing disappointment and the constant battle for his attention, Ron always acknowledged my presence. His polite smiles hinted at a genuine fondness for me, but it was evident that he saw me as more of a younger sister figure rather than a romantic interest. This mixed signal only added to my confusion and further intensified my determination to win him over.

I cherished stolen glances and chance encounters, savoring each stolen moment as if it were a treasure. In the secret corners of my heart, I wove dreams of a future where our souls intertwined, where our connection went beyond the boundaries of friendship and blossomed into a love story for the ages.  

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