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"I can't believe that this shit is happening with me." Raghav grumbled gazing at his shirt. He couldn't believe that he had landed in a situation with a rich snobbish girl who has recently thrown out on him like basically pured her all dirt. He went to open the door of his washroom but stopped in midway when he remembered that Ishita had gone in there. He cursed under his breath and decided to wait for her to come out.

After half an hour, she still didn't come out. He was now getting impatient waiting for her. He decided to call her name.

"Isha, won't you come out?" He asked still maintaining his calm posture but deep inside, he was frustrated and furious to the core. He got no response from inside. He could hear the running sound of water.This made him suspicious.

"Isha, what's taking you so long?"

"Come on, don't try to play another game right now."

"Isha, are you listening to what I am saying? Just come out."

After calling her again and again, he still got no response. He could still hear that the shower was running yet he couldn't figure out why she was not responding to him.He got worried immediately and decided to check on her. He hesitantly opened the door of the washroom. To his luck, she even didn't lock the door when she came here. His eyes widened in shock as he found her sitting under the shower. She was still in her dress which was entirely drenched in water and her eyes were closed wheras the shower was running on her.

He quickly turned off the shower and released a huge sigh. Now he had to deal with this situation alone. He didn't have any female friend or companion in his home so that she could help her. And above that, he couldn't definitely speak to his uncle about it. He knew that Jairaj was going to create a big scene out of it.

He firstly opened his shirt and threw it on a bucket because how much he did not like her, he couldn't hold her in this condition. He chose wash his chest and face with clean water removing some droplets of her threw up contents. After drying himself with a towel, he filled the bucket with water. Then he gently picked her up in his arms, her warmnth engulfed him. He could feel that her body was heating up unusually. He realized that she had fever. Without wasting any time, he took her in his room and laid her down on the bed. He shook her firstly to wake her up. But she didn't respond. He kept his palm on her forhead and checked her temperature to find she was already burning in fever. He tried to wake her up again yet he got no response in return.

Having no other options, he took the lead. He didn't want to do this but the situation was saying something else. He couldn't leave her all wet specially when she was burning in fever.He braught a towel and a spare tshirt of him and made her to sit resting her back on the headrest of the bed.

"I know what I am doing is not good. But I can't leave her in this situation. I am sorry " He mumbled in incoherent way.

He slowly rubbed the towel on her both hands soaking the water. As he lifted his hand to rub the clothe on her chest area, he looked away. He switched off the light and turned the night light on.

He sighed and looking away from her, he forwarded his hands towards her waist. He untied the knot around her waist when the dress loosened from her body. With a lot of hesitation, he gently removed the dress from her body exposing her covered area. He was feeling very uncomfortable in this close position with her. Thankfully, she was wearing a seamless bra and a pair of shorts. Taking his tee, he put his tshirt on her. He unzipped her bra and pulled the tshirt down covering her. He then dried her hair and removed the water particles from her bare legs. He was apprehensive while doing that.

After making sure that she was now fully fine, he made her lay down on the bed. He was still in utter shock that he had basically undressed a girl. It was awkward for sure. He was conscious about how intimate he got with her in this way. He could have thrown her out of his house but he couldn't withstand to provide her the security. One week had passed exactly after their eventful meeting. Ishita had literally never left his side in college.

He sat down beside her on the bed and pulled the duvet on her. His eyes moved to her beautiful face. She was undoubtedly the definition of beauty.She looked so peaceful and cute while sleeping. His hand brushed away the small curls that had fallen on her forhead. He could feel a warm and strange sensation in his body. What was happening?

Shouldn't she consider about her reputation? She was a daughter of affluent and powerful family. Then why was she desperate to be with him knowing that he was a common mechanic? He didn't understand this girl and her motives. She even had expressed that she liked him. Even though she was drunk, this matter was not negligible. She had not said through words but her actions of these days were indicating that she had developed some feelings for him. Or was she just flirting with him? He was not able to make up his mind about what he should do.

Still looking at her face, his mind was swirling with questions. He was nothing but clueless on whatever was happening around. The idea of her with him sounded ridiculous to him. They both belonged to different world. They both had different personalities. They were polars apart to be exact. He was guy who used to be like her at once. Nevertheless, everything had changed. He had changed. The rich, arrogant and careless boy was now laborious, poor and calm boy. He now knew the simple lives of the lower and middle class. They had to work hard to get something unlike the upper class who could get anything with their money. He had experienced both life and so he was aware of the different ways and aspects of upper and lower classes.

While thinking, his eyelids felt heavy. So he decided to divert his mind from thinking about those types of things. He left her on the bed by herself. Stealing a last glance of her, he went towards the small couch that was placed in the room. He adjusted himself there placing his head on the pillow. It was definitely uncomfortable to sleep there with his big frame. However, he chose to ignore the uncomfortableness and let the sleep cosume him.

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Next morning when Ishita woke up feeling a heavy weight pounding in her head, she groaned and clutched her head shaking it so that the constant headache would just go away. She cursed herself realizing that she had drunk too much yesterday. Then she noticed her surroundings which looked oddly unfamiliar. It was definitely not her princess bedroom. She felt awkward seeing the simplicity of the room. It was new to her since she lived in absolute luxuries and comfortable house where everything was expensive and nicely perfect.

She blinked her eyes as they abruptly stopped on the figure laying in the couch in a very uncomfortable position. She understood that she was in Raghav's house. She blinked her eyes again to make sure that it was not a dream but truth. Her eyes widened as she took in her situation. She was wearing a white tshirt with her shorts she wore last night. Her body was aching miserably and she was feeling cold.

"What happened?" She whispered as she tried to remember about last night. When she proceeded to think about any clues about what she had done and what she was doing here in Raghav's house, she felt her headache growing. Some glimpses of last night came rushing in her brain and she snapped her eyes open realizing what blunder she had done yesterday. She closed her eyes again trying recollect her memories of last night.

After she opened her eyes, she found herself in a situation that made her throw up almost. She had not only embaressed herself by coming here at night without anyone's will but also had done something remarkable in her life by throwing up at Raghav. Her face flushed in embaressment to think how she had braught all of this upon on her by herself. Her eyes snapped wide when she saw Raghav was slowly trying open his eyes. How could she face him after she had done? She let out a gasp and laid down pressing her face in the pillow out of embarrassment.

Raghav woke up hearing her sqeal and rubbed his eyes. When he looked at his condition, it took him some moments to remember about last night. He only sighed when he saw Ishita trying to hide her face in the pillow. He got up and walked near the bed.

"Isha, are you OK?" He asked. She peeped from the pillow to give a side glance at him and then again hide her face in the pillow nodding her head in denial. He rolled his eyes at her childish behaviour and went to sit beside her. She instinctively jumped away from him sitting on the bed along with the pillow and again hide her face behind it.

"Can't you see that I am not wanting to show you my face? I am embaressed. " She said meekly still holding the pillow infront of her face.

"Can you stop your drama, Isha? " He snatched the pillow away and threw it on the floor and she let out a sqeal.

"This is wrong. You can't do that. Last night, I have committed such embarrassing actions and that's not me. I have basically thrown up on you. Oh God! I myself can't imagine the sight of it. That's utterly disgusting" She pouted making weird faces. He couldn't help but chuckle at her cute antics. She looked so cute and beautiful just like a stubborn fairy - he concluded in his mind.

"Why are you staring at me like that? " She scrunched her eyebrows in confusion.

"Like what?" He asked back, still finding her situation amusing.

"Like nothing." She glared at him.

"Don't be embarrassed. It's OK. I have no problem with that. You were drunk and I understand. " He said although he was truly irritated with her actions on that time but he didn't want to say something hurtful or any inappropriate words right now because she was physically unwell.

"Raghav, how can you be so forgiving regardless of my awful actions?" She asked widening her eyes.

"I can't believe it. Moreover, why are you being nice to me? Why am I suddenly watching a completely different Raghav not the one I know? Or am I hallucinating?" She kept asking whatever was comung in her mouth.

"By the way, why am I wearing your shirt? Who changed my night dress yesterdays?" She abruptly asked while checking out his shirt. She shook her head not to think that anything wrong had happened between us. However her mind was going in the negative direction and she was not sure what to do now. She stood up from the bed and tried to move. But before she could move, she felt the headache coming back and her entire body trembling. With that, she lost her balance. Raghav was quick enough to catch her and he immediately helped her to lay on the bed.

"You won't talk anything from now. You are ill. You had fever last night which has apparently gone right now. But your body temperature is still hot. You need to take rest. And about changing clothes, I am the one who has changed your clothes." He replied curtly. Her expression was priceless and she didn't know what to feel.

"Look, I am sorry but there was no option. I have no female family member in my house and I couldn't take any risk with my uncle. I guess that I apologize for doing it but you can trust me on this case. I have changed your dress with lights off and I haven't seen anything." He clarified feeling uncomfortable while saying those words. She only stared at him in reponse.

"Wow" She spoke after a long silence.

"You are such a prince charming." She awwed at him and pinched his cheeks. He frowned at her and nodded his head not trying to show or do anything wrong.

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Our girl can be sweet too. Isn't drunk Ishita cute ? Did you like her in this chapter ?

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