The moment Gauri came back from the party to her dorm, she took off her shirt, tux and bandages and threw them in the corner of her room and fell on the bed, sobbing badly.

She was tired of pretending.

It was exhausting, mentally and she was drained out of all her energy.

Energy to put on that stupid suit again and move out. Energy to face Om again.

She didn't even remember the last time she felt so horrible, so sad, that all she wanted to do was lock herself in her room and cry.

Om was the only guy she had ever liked to the extent to giving away everything and now because of her silliness, he probably won't want to even look at her face.

About two hours later when her eyes were already red and puffy and her throat dry, she heard a knock at her door.

Walking up to it, she pulled it open a little just to see who it was and when her eyes caught the glimpse a tall figure with shoulder length hair in the dark hallway, she gasped.

"Om?"

"Open the door. We need to talk,"

She didn't need to be told twice as she stepped back giving him space to enter and he closed the door behind him.

He walked up to her until there faces were just inches away.

"If you were a guy, I would have punched you," he glared at her.

"That's the whole point, I am not. I am a chiraiya." She looked down, like a school kid who is being scolded by her teacher.

"W-what are you doing here? I thought you won't want to see me again," Gauri muttered.

"You don't want me here?" He eyes narrowed.

"No! No! I do want you here! I always want you here!" She said getting panicky.

"Want me here as in your bedroom or close you?" He asked fringing thoughtful as he rubbed his chin, a ghost of smirk breaking on his lips.

Gauri's palms got sweaty and heart beat fast and panic began to seize her.

"No, I mean- I mean..I want you close to me..as in-"

"As in?"

He stepped closer as his voice got deeper.

"As in.." Gauri was breathless now.

How the hell was she suppose to think straight and make out sane words with him almost hovering her?

"Chulbul.." he said in his husky voice.

"Gauri.." She corrected.

Om smiled.

"Gauri..I like the sound of it,"

Gauri realised how her name never sounded better until Omkara singh oberoi decided to say it. It sent butterflies into her stomach.

"Om," she breathed as she took a step back and her back hit the wall.

Om caged her between his hands which were against the wall and moved his head forward until it was buried in her neck and inhaled deeply the fragranced her floral shampoo.

"I am very mad at you, you know?" His lips touched against the skin of her neck and she shivered.

"I-I know," She whispered breathlessly.

"But there is something you can do to make things better," he pulled back to look at her face.

"What?" She asked with curious eyes.

She was ready to run twenty rounds of the ground or even eat 7 raw eggs without second thoughts, if that would take Om to be friends with her again!

He smirked.

"Kiss me,"

Her eyes widen.

"Kiss me Gauri," he emphasised on her name as he grabbed her waist and pulled her against his body.

She gasped and stared into his eyes, unmoving.

"Kiss me or-"

She rise to her toes and grabbed his face by her comparatively small hands and pressed her lips against his soft pink ones, gently and kissed him very chastely.

He smiled against her lips, not able to contain his excitement, he kissed her back with a lot more passion, running his hands across her chopped hair, imagining how would she look with longer hair.

Desperate need for oxygen rose and they both pulled back unwilling with short and quick breaths. Om rubbed his thumb over her swollen lips which he just assaulted and grinned.

"I guess you are not angry anymore?" Gauri asked with a grin of her own plastered on her lips. She felt so wonderful!

"I guess but I might need a little convincing that you really are sorry," he smirked.

"Wha-"

His lips were down on hers again in a hot kiss.

He really is an amazing kisser

***

"You can open your eyes now," Gauri said, adjusting her pearl neckless shyly.

She wore a dress for the first time before him.

After a week of their confession, mischievous Om managed to convince Mr Halter, the headmaster that Chulbul still needed a little assistance with getting comfortable with the rules and environment of the college and Om would be able to help him better if he was around him more.

Mr Halter himself suggested that it would be an amazing idea if they become roommates.

"That's purely your decision sir, and I have no option but to follow your command." Om said obediently, trying his best to not grin.

And now, even after weeks of being in the same room and their heavy makeout session almost every night, she still felt so shy around him.

Om who was sitting against the headboard of Gauri's bed, got up and walked up to Gauri, astound.

"You look breathtakingly gorgeous," he said.

She grinned before pulling him for a long kiss.

Their first date was more than perfect!

Gauri decided they would go by her bike and when she handed him a hamlet and asked him to sit behind her, he let out a hearty laugh.

She assured him she was not joking and at the end he sat at the backseat of the bike unwillingly.

Though he would never admit, he did enjoy his ride.

They went for bowling first then played some mini golf and ended their perfect date with dinner at a nice hotel.

It was the best day of Gauri's life!

***

First semester was about to end and they exams were just few weeks away.

"Om please..I am trying to concentrate on this chapter, it's a really difficult one," Gauri said with a moan.

"Babe you ace all your tests even without trying, you should not worry about exams so much," Om said who was too busy leaving feathery kisses across his girlfriend's neck and shoulder, who was trapped in his lap.

"Yeah, that is because I study a lot. And I think you should to," She said, flipping pages.

Om grabbed her chin and made her look at him.

"Gauri, you are one of the smartest girls I have ever seen but if you think you are still not fully prepared for the exams then let me help you." He suggested with a smile.

"That's an excellent idea! It would help us both! I am ready," she replied excitedly.

Om bought her flash cards and smirked at her.

"I'll ask you questions and you'll answer them and too keep you encouraged, each right answer will earn you a kiss," he smirked.

Gauri laughed.

"Sounds good to me,"

Om asked her first question and Gauri earned a light peck on her lips, second question, another peck, with third right answer, Om bent down to peck her agin but this time she grabbed him by his t shirt, pushed him down, got on top of him and kissed him nice and long.

Let's just say there was no study after that.

***

Gauri aced all her exams.

All the teachers were elated by her intelligence.

Om did well too but not as good as Gauri, then again, journalism was never his subject. He was there just for his dad.

He was more into photography.

They were in the library, discussing how they would celebrate Gauri's victory tonight.
Library remained empty Sunday mornings now that exams were over.

And kissing Gauri between bookshelves was apparently omkara's most favourite thing to do.

Too lost in kissing, they almost failed to hear
the sharp noise of books falling on the floor.

"O-Om and Ch-Chulbul...g-"
It was Rahul, a guy from their batch, his eyes widen like saucer and jaw almost touching the floor.

Before they could even think about stopping him, he disappeared.

***

Hell broke loose!

Gauri never faced so much humiliation as she did now. Everyone, that is everyone made a laughing stock out of them.

What they said to her did not hurt her anymore than what they said to Om and they did say all sort of insulting things.

Though he pretended to be really unaffected when with her, she knew him better.

It was getting harder for her to even breath with everyone snickering at her even during the classes and pass her humiliating notes.

Even though she was not, she was forced to think if being gay was so bad.

People were heartless.

It was something around two weeks of when it all started that Gauri was in her room packing her bags.

With tears in her eyes she recalled the incident of just few hours ago.

They were sitting at the lake side, pretending everything was fine.

"I knew you never belonged with us, but I thought there you at least a man Om," Vikram snickered as he came to them with his friends who laughed along with them.

Before Gauri knew, Om stormed towards Vikram and punched him straight on his jaw.

On thing lead to another and there was lots of black eyes, bleeding nose and broke jaws. Gauri tried to stop them but things were out of control.

As a result, Vikram and Om both got restigated.

It gave Gauri foresight of what would happen in their future if she didn't take any decision sooner.

So she decided it was better for everyone, especially him if she left.

Om stormed into there dorm.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"What's best for us," she replied without diverting her focus from stuffing her cloths into a small bag.

Om snatched the bag from her and threw it away, scattering her cloths all over the floor.

If it had been a different situation, Gauri would have gone ape shit on him for doing that.

"You know I won't let you do that," he greeted his teeth.

"But this is what I should do. It's the only way to end this madness-"

"I don't care what they think about us Gauri! I only care about you! Not about some bunch of stupid boys! Just you." He exploded.

Tears began to edge her eyes.

It was difficult enough for her to leave him and he was not helping the situation at all.

He stepped closer, his eyes softening and grabbed Gauri's hand.

"I though our love was stronger than this," he said.

She placed her hand on his cheek and caressed it gently.

"It is Om. But I can't see you like this..I can't," she cried.

He scooted her closer and placed his forehead against hers.

"Gauri please don't leave me..please.." he begged.

Gauri closed her eyes tightly, tears rolling down her cheeks.

"I-I am sorry.." she breathed.

"You are them most beautiful and smart women I have ever met. I love you so much," he held her face in his hands and was about to kiss her when-

"Women?" They both turned to Rahul, another classmate who was standing at the door of their bathroom.

"I-I let him use out bathroom..His was-"

"CHULBUL IS A GIRL!!"

Let's just say by the end of the day everyone knew that Chulbul was a girl and her name was Gauri.

Of course her scholarship got canceled but seeing her outstanding performance in the first semester, the headmaster, though a little mad, couldn't help but give her another scholarship to another very nice coeducational college and transferred her just the next day

***
7 years later..

"Do you realise that we have an amazing starry to tell to your kids about how we met?" Om asked, pulling her fiancé closer and wiggled his eyebrows with a grin.

Gauri giggled.

She had completed her studies and was a journalist now.

"I guess we do..,"

He buried his head in her neck, assaulting it with his feathery kisses.

"Seven years and I still can't get enough of you," he mumbled.

Gauri giggled again.

"C'mon Mr finance! We have to pick up my lehngha!" She tried to push him.

Om grabbed her legs with both his hands and pulled them with jerk making her fall on bed with gasp, and quickly got on top of her.

"It can wait babe.."

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So here was the last chapter!
I hope you guys enjoyed reading this story just as much as I loved writing it 💕
Secondly, this chapter is dedicated to @MehnazTabassum for being such a sweet reader and leaving all the inline comments 😄😄