ARNAV

As I drove her home, I kept on looking at her and wondering how suddenly a girl had become so important to me that I dint think of anything else but her, this had never happened to me before.

I had never really cared about anyone much but today I was so worried about her because of a small thing, all I wanted to do was to make sure she was fine.

What was happening to me? Why was I getting so attached to this girl? It was getting bad for me, it was getting difficult to stay away from her and I dint even know what to do about her damn boyfriend, why couldn't that guy just leave?

"Are you okay?" I looked at her worriedly.

God damn it! Relax Arnav, she hadn't just eaten, she wasn't suffering from a serious disease, stop acting this way.

"Yeah I am okay." She smiled faintly.

"Relax Arnav, relax." I kept on repeating to myself, I had never been so worried about myself in my entire life. What was happening to me? What was wrong with me?

I parked the car outside her house and rushed to open the door for her, I held her hand and helped her outside, I knew she was capable of taking care of herself but I was worried for no reason so I had completely no control over what I was doing.

It was as if someone was making me do things without my will.

I headed with her inside the house, till her room until she was on the bed.

"Now don't get out of the bed, just take some rest and be okay, if you want me to stay here I can." I suggested.

"I am completely fine Arnav, seriously you don't have to worry. Besides you have work to do, so you should head back to the office, I'm going to be okay." She smiled.

"Are you sure?" Seriously? Arnav just leave for heaven sake, stop being so clingy! She's not going to like it.

"Okay, in case you need anything..."

"Relax Arnav, I have servants they will bring me anything I want, if I need something to eat from outside I'll tell Aditya or Ananya to get take away for me, I am going to be okay." She said.

"Of course, that freaking Aditya! Why cant she tell me if she needs something?

'Because you aren't her boyfriend you dumb fool!' My inner voice screamed at me.

That bloody Aditya, he was starting to get on my nerves now, I really wanted to do something to get rid of him.

"Okay, I'll get going, you take care of yourself okay?" I smiled, she nodded so I turned around to leave hoping she would stop be or something but she dint.

I got inside my car angrily, it was some sort of unknown rage burning inside me, I just don't know why she had become so important to me suddenly that I couldn't even stand her mentioning her boyfriend, it was stupid of me and I dint want to feel that way but I had no control over it.

I needed to do some research on this Aditya guy, he was really starting to piss me off so even though it wasn't the right thing to do, it was what I was exactly going to do, throw him out of her life for good.

She dint deserve that guy anyway, he was always stuck on his phone around her, she deserved someone better, someone like me who would know how important she was.

*****

I arrived back at the office and headed straight to my cabin, I opened my laptop and googled that Aditya guy.

I did a lot of research on him, tried to get all the information I could about him, trying my best to find something wrong about him but it was like he was so good there wasn't anything bad about him.

Despite being a model, he dint even have any freaking controversies, so what was I supposed to use against him? What was I supposed to do to convince Khushi that she deserved better than that Aditya?

Let's just say I spent my entire day trying to find something against him but I couldn't find even one thing and it frustrated the hell out of me. How could anyone be so perfect?

"Everyone's left, how come today you're working so late?" Aman asked as he walked into my cabin late in the evening.

"I was just finishing something, anyway I'm done." I said as I shut my laptop and stood up, I couldn't let him know what I was doing, just recently I had told him it was wrong to stalk Khushi and now I was trying to find ways to break her and her boyfriend apart as if it was right.

"Okay then we can go have dinner together today? It's seven already, by the time we decide where to eat and actually reach it will be almost eight." Aman suggested.

I was just about to agree when my phone rang suddenly, I pulled it out of the pocket and seeing Khushi's name flashing on the screen made me so happy, I couldn't explain.

"I have to take this." I said to Aman as I walked aside to receive the call.

"Arnav, what are you doing?" She asked as soon as I received the call.

"Nothing much, why? Are you okay?" I asked.

"Yeah I am fine, it's just that both Ananya and Aditya have to work till late and I don't feel like having dinner alone? Can we go somewhere for dinner if you're free, I am tired of eating food made by my cook." She said.

"Sure, get ready I'll pick you up in fifteen minutes." I agreed happily and walked back to Aman who was also waiting for me for dinner, but this time I had to ditch him.

'Wow so this girl is more important than your best friend too, great Arnav, really great!' My inner voice was irritating me now.

"Sorry Aman, I already told everyone at home that I'll be having dinner with them tonight so can we do it tomorrow?" I asked, he looked at me like I had gone crazy.

"When was the last time you had dinner with your family Arnav? You don't like those people, you cant even sit at one table with them and eat, how did you even agree for it." He looked at me in shock, well he was right, I hated those people, being around them felt so suffocating but it was just a lie not that I was really going to eat with them.

"They just convinced me somehow, so anyway I'll see you tomorrow?" I smiled at him, he nodded so the both of us headed out of the office got into our cars and headed separate ways.

*****

Khushi was standing right outside as I pulled over, she smiled as she walked inside the car and looked at me.

"So where do you want to eat?" I asked her.

"I don't know, I'm craving homemade food, I mean my servants do cook but it's not the same. I remember eating food cooked by mom when I was young, I haven't eaten something like that in a long time. Do you know any place where I can get such food?" He looked at me.

Well homemade food could only be found at home and my home wasn't a place to go, but she wanted homemade food and I wanted to fulfil all her desires, I was trapped between hating my family members too much to have dinner with them and wanting to fulfil Khushi's desires to actually think about taking her home for dinner which dint sound like a great idea anyway.

"You really want to eat homemade food?" I asked, she pouted cutely and nodded and she had to do only that to convince me to have dinner with my family, do something I hadn't done in years.

What was this power that this girl had over me?

"Would you like to have dinner at my place? We done have servants to cook, my family members are the ones that usually cook, maybe it's going to be something you feel like eating." I asked.

"If you're okay with it I am." She smiled, I nodded as I switched on the engine and drove her home, I wasn't thinking straight I know it was a terrible idea to bring her home, I had even told her not to ask anything regarding my family and now I was taking her to them, what the hell was I doing really? But I just wanted to see her happy and get what she wanted. I was clearly doomed wasn't?

After a long drive of about twenty minutes, we finally arrive to the place I called a home although it dint quite feel like, and for the media and the rest of the people it was like a dream, something they called a place, I parked my car and then we both stepped out, I looked at Khushi who was staring at the palace with her eyes wide often as if she hadn't seen anything more beautiful, she should definitely look at herself, she could make me look at her nonstop.