" If I wasn't pitifully in love,
I wouldn't then stand at your door,
Don't say ,
' Go away, don't stand at my door'
My dear,
I wouldn't exist if I didn't stand here."

Jia's POV

"What the hell!" I dropped on the remote, as the news flashing on the television swept me away in shock. How can this possibly be true ?

The last two years saw, how much I yearned for his single text, longed for the conversations we continued for hours and even, those silly concerts with him guiding me. The fear of losing him clawed my heart too tightly and my grip on my phone tightened as I dialed the only number, who could clear out my thoughts.

Dad.

The call connected within the first few rings and then, the voice of my dramatic dad blasted out of the device.

" Now my princess got some time to remember this old fogey, I guess." He exclaimed but I , not being in a mood of chit-chats , started to speak up , what I wanted to know eagerly.

" Dad, Do you keep drunkards as your news reporters? How can they post anything about Ishaan ?" Internally, I was fuming with god- knows-what intesity of anger.

"What are you talking about, darling?" He asked calmly.

"I am talking about the shit that is currently flashing in your news channel, Dad ."

" Let me switch on the television." His voice trailed.

" Yes, please do it quick."

" What is this? " He exclaimed, maybe after seeing the news.

" Seriously I have no idea about it,dear. I will see throygh the matter and tell you about the authenticity of this news in some minutes. Stay calm."

"Okay dad, I am hanging up." I terminated the call thereby.

A tornado was circulating inside me, making me impatient each passing second. I decided to call Rohit and Zara. They both were also ignorant of the news, and the moment they knew about it, they were shocked.

We trio along with Ronnie and Mishka were on a conference call.

"Let's go to Mallik Mansion . And check out, if that moron has told anything to his parents or not." Rohit spoke up .

" Ueah, let's rush." Zara and I declared in unison. If it would have been any other day, we would have laughed at our spontanousity, but today was different. We hung up, and proceeded to Malik Mansion.

The whole journey felt suffocating. Finally that seemed to be forever, I reached Malik Mansion. Uncle and Aunty were busy in reading some stuffs. Suddenly Zara and Rohit barged in, followed by Ronnie and Mishka . Rohit was red with rage and Zara was subsided to be shaken up.

"Uncle, what does your son thinks of himself? " Rohit asked, while uncle and aunty were muddled up by his abrupt outburst. My phone went off immediately, it was Dad's call. I picked up and heard him say something.

"Beta, switch on the television. I think, Ishaan is back. He was spotted at the airport, an hour ago." As soon as I heard his words, I grabbed the remote and switched on the television. Before I could even switch it on, Urmilla aunty got a call from Ishaan.

My heart beats were high, and shivers trembling me softly.

"Put it on speaker, aunty." I whispered, to which others nodded.

" Hey mom, how are you ? I missed you a lot." I was on the verge of tearing up, as his words refreshed my mind and soul.

It's been so long, I heard him.

" I am good, beta. What about you? Did you have your lunch yet?" Aunty asked him, as her eyes were sparkling with tears. I just hugged and patted her back.

" I am perfect, Mom. No, I hadn't had my lunch till now. "

" Why ?" She looked as if, she was going to start to scold him soon enough. I smiled at the thought of him being scolded my aunty.

" You will get to know soon. Just wait for 10 minutes." He said and hung up. He doesn't leave a chance for the other one to speak.

We all were waiting for him impatiently, those 10 minutes seemed like a decade. Finally, there was a knock on the door.

I ran to the door and opened it wide, sure about the one at the door to be Ishaan. Only to see a delivery boy, standing with a pizza box in his hand showing me his numbers of tooth.

I so wished to give him a tight slap and make him crawl on the streets with a girl's headband. He must have noticed my anger and shifted uncomfortably.

" Who called you here ?" I asked him, my voice coming out as an threat. But someone immediately ran to him, gave him money and grabbed the Pizza box from him.

Mishka

I really don't know, why she is really behaving in a bizzare way these days. Seriously, all she could think of at this time was to order a pizza.

I forcefully shut the door and was about to move back, when my steps halted and my hearts screeched at a rapid pace. Coincidentally, there was a knock on the door.

As the door creaked open, I got to see my man dressed in a blue suit after two whole years. My Ishaan. He had shadowed beard. I was so indulged in looking at him, that I almost forgot to breathe.

I came out of my trance, and saw him probably busy on checking his phone. He didn't even notice him. My heart rattled once again, as his eyes met mine. As they finally landed on me, I saw his visage warping with vexation.

I must have known, he loathes me.

He quickly masked his emotions, walked across me and hugged his Mom and Dad.

"Welcome back home, young man. I am so proud of you." Uncle said.

In these two years, he has become one of the finest composer and singer after his award winning recent launch " Myriads of emotion", starring him and a renowed bollywood actress Sonakshi Aggarwal. Though the song was on a college love story, still their chemistry in the song was awesome.

" I love you, Dad." He muttered and bent a little to seek his blessings.

" What were you doing over there ? Huh, Didn't even get 5 minutes to call this friend of yours?" Rohit said and Zara too joined in their hug.

" I am sorry, bro "

" Now tell me, What's with this flying news ?" Rohit asked, as I felt sucked out of oxygen out of anticipation to hear that the news was a faulty rumour.

" The king of music industry was spotted with his 'Myriads of emotion' co-star on the airport. Actress Sonakshi looked exactly like a goddess with her married woman outlook. Now, whole fanbase of Ishaan Mallik and Sonakshi Aggarwal are waiting for the couple to confirm if they are surreptiously married ? "

Ishaan just smiled and went outside. After a minute or two, he came back with pile of suitcases. He kept them aside and brought held out his hand. That was soon clasped by someone from behind.

"Welcome home, Mrs. Malik " Ishaan voiced out, putting silence over all of us.

Everyone in the house went silent. I was just looking at him with dolor contoured on my face, while a lone tear escaped from my eye. Everyone was looking at me, and I was too numb to even speak a work. I just contrived.

Aunty brought a plate of vermillion and a pot containing rice. Sonakshi entered the house after Griha Pravesh. She looked so ethereal in her dark green anarkali with heavy miniature designs. It was simple yet elegant. Her eyes had an aura to attract every men towards her and her charming smile could glitter more than than stars too. She was a nymph and I was nothing. I was lost in my own dreamland, when Mishka shook me to bring me out of my reverie.

After they went out, I excused myself towards the washroom. As I came out, I saw Mishka waiting for me . I went to her and sat near her.

"Do you have a cotton ball?" I asked her.

She looked at me weirdly and questioned," what will you do ?"

"I want to wipe blood, that is oozing out."

"Are you hurt somewhere ?" She checked my elbow and knees.

" No, my heart is injured." I pouted, with a sardonic smile donning over my face. I was smiling to assure myself that everything will be fine, while I was hurt because I knew I had no chance left.

" I failed him, Mish. He loved me then,but I refused him. When I love him now, his indifference is killing me,Mish. It hurts." I kept mumbling and unknown to me, I slept still laying on her lap.

Rohit's POV

I was so angry on Ishaan. How can he just get married in such haste, without even giving us a single text or anything ?

I barged into his room and saw Sona and Ishaan playing piano and fighting with each other like kids . Sona and Ishaan have been good friends since the days we acted together in few music videos, but how can they just marry out of the blue ?

" Hello, Rohit." Sona greeted me.

" What is going on here ? How come you two got married without even informing me once ? Do you both take me as a friend ? " I yelled at both of them.

" What?" They both looked at each other, their countenances were mirroring one another and then, laughed like lunatics.

"Have I cracked the best joke of the century ?", I thought to myself looking at two maniacs infront of me.

" Oh my god, you seriously thought Sona and I are married. Really? " Ishaan was laughing clutching his stomach .

" Then, Why you said ' welcome home Mrs Malik' " I mimicked him , to which he fell down from the couch and rolled down on the floor carpet, laughing .

" Because she is Mrs Mallik ." Ishaan told between his laughs, upon turning I saw Sona's eyes brimming with tears after laughing for so long.

" Sona, I am so sorry. Stop laughing now. Is our champ fine ? " He asked, worried and Sona nodded. I was shocked with the new found information and looked at them as if they had grown two heads.

Ishaan's POV

The day I planned to be my most cherished day, turned out to be my worst nightmare. A nightmare that haunted me every now and then. Especially, the disgust in her eyes for me.

I left for New York. Leaving all my good and gloomy days, leaving my parents and friends and leaving my love behind.

I was selected for a musical video by the Goenka House Production, opposite Sonakshi on the song 'Myriads of emotion' which was themed on a college love story. It was an international blockbuster and paved my way to be one of the finest singer and composer in the world.

The journey of that shooting was fabulous, and the shooting being with Sona, was cherry on the top . She is such a fun-loving girl.

She had invited me for lunch to her residence once. When she introduced me to her husband, I was gobsmacked. The first reason being I never knew she was married and the second being the man, she was married to.

Dr.Vyom Mallik.

She was my elder brother's wife. From that day onwards, I got to regain memories of my childhood days with Vyom Bhai.

Months later, We got to know that Sonakshi was pregnant. Bhai was so ecstatic. All the way, I was thinking about Jia. If the situations weren't the same, perhaps, we would have been like them. But every love doesn't get its ultimatum.

Going back to India along with Sona, was both thrilling and filled with anxiety. I know, Dad willn't be happy to see her. But she deserves to be loved.

It was so unexpected, how mom treated her with so much love. She was so overwhelmed by Mom's warm welcome, while I was startled. I didn't think that she would accept her and take her home.

As Rohit stated that everyone thought we are married, I got the hint of all the things undergoing in their brain. I thought to confess the truth to them soon. Rohit was still glaring at me, and looking all puzzled about how can Sona be Mrs. Mallik without marrying me ?

Sona was so engrossed in laughing that she was almost about to fall. I rushed towards her, and held her hurriedly.

" Sona, I am so sorry. Is our champ well ?" I asked in one go. Upon turning, I saw Rohit looking white, as if he had seen a ghost. As I cleared his doubts, he too guffawed.

" Ishaan, I think its high time. We need to do something to mend things between Vyom bhai and Uncle." Rohit voiced out his thoughts and I just nodded.

I had a live performance today at Doon Valley International School , So I started to head towards the campus in my car. As I was approaching, I spotted a black Mercedes-Benz following me, looking thoroughly I saw Jia driving the car. I wondered where she was going.

On reaching, I parked the car at the parking lot and proceeded inside. I had half an hour in my hand, so I sipped a juice. Lately, my performance on 'Myriads of emotion' was done. My family, Sona, my friends along with others were present. There was a gaint crowd watching me and I was enjoying every moment of it.

After that I joined everyone, down the stage and ordered a glass of cocktail. Whenever my eyes met her eyes, I felt like my heart burning intensely. But her eyes had a lot of emotions. She took a drink from the waiter and gulped it down her throat. That waiter handed me another glass, as I took a sip of it, which tasted like watermelon juice.

" I asked you for a cocktail not watermelon juice." I told that boy.

" Sorry sir. I think, mam took the wrong glass." He whispered.

I looked at him for a while and followed Jia. She was just entered her car and started driving. I was following her, but suddenly she started driving absent-mindedly and then halted. I moved towards her car, opened the door and shifted her to the passenger seat. Then brought the engine to life. On the way, she started giggling .

" Ishaan here, uh another Ishaan there. Huh, two Ishaan." She stammered, while laughing and I realised now, I was in great trouble.

" Ishaan, Let's go to a lawyer. I want you to get divorced. " She started weeping violently, but I kept mum.

" Ishaan, see we will have a fat baby. Our fatty and cutie Jishan." She was on endless rambling session. She was showing me a instagram post with some parenting quotes. If there won't have been any issues between us, I would have been the most jovial person in this world till now. But the bitter truth is, she is just drunk.

" Wait ! Wait !" She instantly stood up in her seat and landed on me with a thud. Now, she was on my lap and her hair was sprawled all over my face. She shifted on my lap and I was having a hard time managing my sanity.

She pulled me by my tie and kissed my cheek. I was flabbergasted. Fortunately, I remembered that we were in a moving car. This girl will be the death of me !

" Ishaan, Song please." She whined, but I started the radio. She rested her head on my chest.

We reached Malik Mansion after an hour of her nonsense talks. I had to carry her in my arms and take her to my room. I was about to place her down on the bed when she screamed, " We will dance now."

I looked at her as if she has gone insane, but she being her, pulled me to the garden, dragging me to be precise. She ran to one of the chairs, and mounted it.

Shouted on the top of her voice, " Presenting Ishaan Malik and Jia Kapoor on the dais to perform on this beautiful evening. Rounds of Applause please. " With this, she started jumping on the chair, laughing heartily. I pity that innocent non-living being.

She jumped down and ran to me, giggling like a cheeky teenager, who saw her crush. She kept stumbling on the way and I held her before she could kiss the ground. She turned her face to me and giggled.

What's wrong with her ?

She played 'Perfect' on her phone and kept it on the chair after tripping and stumbling down several times.

She approached me gracefully. And, that was when I noticed, how breath-taking she looked in that beautiful mid-thigh length chess board styled black and white dress with open hair.

She stood in infront of me, her eyes speaking zillions of words. She squealed like a teeny girl. Placing her hand on my shoulder. She kept my hand on her waist and closed the gap between us. The song started. She too started singing loudly with the song, changing somethings in between.

I found a love for me
Darling, just dive right in
And follow my lead
Well, I found a boy, handsome and sweet.
I never knew you were the someone waiting for me.

Jia and I swinged freely in the air, looking deep into each other's eye. I twirled Jia around.

'Cause we were just 26 when we fell in love
Not knowing what it was
I will not give you up this time
Darling, just kiss me slow, your heart is all I own
And in your eyes, you're holding mine.

Jia turned around, her back facing my chest and their feet strolled with the tune.

Baby, I'm dancing in the dark with you between my arms
Barefoot on the grass,
we're listenin' to our favorite song
When you said you looked a mess,
I whispered underneath my breath
But you heard it,
darling, you look perfect tonight.

Jia removed her heels and twirled around I . I carried Jia and moved in circles,making her laughs louder.

Well, I found a man, stronger than anyone I know
he shares my dreams, I hope that someday I'll share his home
I found a love, to carry more than just my secrets
To carry love, to make children of our own..

She placed her arms, rounding my neck. And my arms around her waist. She kissed his cheeks.

We are still young, but we're so in love
Fightin' against all odds
I know we'll be alright this time
Darling, just hold my hand
Be my man, I'll be your girl
I see my future in your eyes.

They moved around in each other's lead. The drizzles doubled the excitement. Really, Love was in air.

Baby, I'm dancing in the dark,
with you between my arms
Barefoot on the grass,
listenin' to our favorite song
When I saw you in that dress, looking so beautiful
I don't deserve this, darling,
you look perfect tonight.

I pulled completely drenched Jia towards me, and hugged her. That hug was not only a hug, but also was my urge to never lose her, and stay with her this way, forever.

Baby, I'm dancing in the dark, with you between my arms
Barefoot on the grass, we're listenin' to our favorite song
I have faith in what I see
Now I know I have met a greek god in person
And he looks perfect
No, I don't deserve this
You look perfect tonight.

Jia and I sat on the garden bench snuggled into each other, completely drenched. Jia laughed louder and we both felt the sparks, when our lips brush .

I felt something that I never experienced. To feel it yet again and to extinguish the urge to taste her lips, I leaned in to her. Her eyes were closed.

I was about to capture her lips, but her harsh words ringed in my mind and ultimately, I moved away. Her eyes flutter opened, disappointment clearly seen. She held my arm, and captured my lips for a second or two in a kiss filled with anger and passion. In between the kiss, I heard her say, " I missed you."

By the next minute, she was sleeping in my arms like a baby.

" You are cute being drunk,
As you do things, that makes me
awestruck." I whispered and carried her and made her sleep on my bed. When I was exiting the door, I saw my fingers in her grip.

"Those two years were hell for me, I won't allow her to break me again, never", I thought and rested my head on the bedpost.

"I don't hate her, but I can't even love her now, So she has to try hard if she really wants to be with me. " I thought and drifted into a sweet slumber not before giving her forehead a peck.

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