Disclaimer : All the characters written below are imaginary and a work of pure fiction. There is no resemblance to any incident or situation and is written as work of fiction.

Karan walked to the lawn where the guests were gathered and stood beside Ankit.

He looked at Karan and gave a smile before looking ahead again.

"I know about the poems...." Karan said looking ahead.

Ankit looked at him immediately.

"Teja told me...." Karan said with a straight face. "Don't you dare come near her...." He said in a calm yet firm voice.

"Karan we were kids...." He said slowly.

"We were not kids....i don't have a problem that you used the poems Ankit and you know that....i have a problem that you broke her heart...." He looked at Ankit , disappointment clearly dripping on his face.

"Are you two...." Ankit asked slowly and before he could complete , Karan cut him off.

"Yes we are in a relationship....she is freaking important for me and that is why i am warning you that do not go near her....i don't care if you are guilty or not but she is not comfortable with you around....the trauma that you gave her is still fresh...." He said in a dangerously low tone.

Ankit looked away immediately.

"Does she know that you had written those?" Ankit asked after a couple of seconds.

"No i didn't tell her...." He said looking at Ankit. "I don't want her to love me just because she will find out that the poems that made her fall in love was written by me....i want her to love me beyond that....i want her to love me without knowing about those poems being written by me...."

"So she doesn't love you now?" Ankit asked immediately.

"None of your concern or business....i love her....and she does it too....just because of people like you she is scared to convey that....because she must be thinking even i will break her like you did...." He said bitterly. "Our friendship is over....and remember....stay away from her...."

He said this looking into Ankit's eyes and walked away.

He immediately went to her room and knocked the door.

In all my overthinking i didn't even bother to accompany her till the room when she wanted to use the washroom. She was hurt. She was not being able to walk. Shit man.

He got no reply from her.

"Teja...." He knocked again and realised that the door was open.

Should I just go in?No no. That won't be right.

"Ms. Wrong parking?are you okay?" He asked loudly and knocked again.

He looked around restlessly on getting no reply.

Should I call Meenu or Pra?No she will ask her what had happened and i don't even know if she is willing to share this with anyone.

"Teja tu thik hai?" He asked again.

Screw it I am going inside.

He opened the door slowly and peeped inside. The room was empty.

He went inside and closed the door and walked towards the washroom.

"Teja...." He knocked the door of the washroom.

"Karan not now please...." He heard her choked voice.

"Teja open the door right now...." He said firmly. "If you don't open the door right now i will call Meenu and Pra and our parents if required....i am not joking...."

"Karan please leave me alone for sometime...." She cried from inside the washroom.

"I won't...." He banged the door. "Open the door or i am calling Pra...."

And after a few seconds he heard the click of the lock and the door opened. There she stood completely drenched from head to toe in her blue lehenga.

"Teja...." Seeing her like that he was taken aback.

Without giving him any time to comprehend anything she hugged him tightly and buried her face into his chest and sobbed.

"Shhh....Teja...." He hugged her back immediately and patted her hair. "Why the hell are you crying?for that guy?is he worth it?"

"It's....it's just that some terrible memories...." She sobbed and said in between taking deep breathes and clutched his sherwani more.

"I know....shhhh...." He kept his chin on her head and then kissed her hair. "He won't come near you....i promise...."

"Karan please ask him to leave...." She cried and held onto him.

He closed his eyes.

"Baby we can't do that right?this is someone else's wedding....he is a guest just like we are....but i promise you he won't come near you....you trust me?" He asked softly.

She nodded , still keeping her face buried into his chest. He was about to move back but she held his sherwani and refused to let him go. He smiled softly.

"Teju...." He said in a soft voice as if talking to a kid. "Let me bring a towel...."

She shook her head.

"Acchhaa okay...." He kissed her hair again and rubbed her back to comfort her. "Don't worry i am here okay?you feel any sort of discomfort you will tell me okay?i will handle everything....you need not worry...."

"Thanks...." She muttered and moved back slowly.

Karan immediately brought a towel from the washroom and gave it to her.

"Dry yourself and change....you want to go down for dinner?" He asked looking at her.

She shook her head.

"Are you okay?" He asked sincerely and she nodded honestly.

"Okay i wil get our dinner here...." He said and looked down at his sherwani which was wet after the hug.

"Sorry...." She muttered and wiped her face.

"Chudail...." He chuckled seeing her eye shadow and kajal all smudged after the wiping.

"Shut up...." She hit him with the towel.

"I will change and get our dinner here okay?" He said softly.

She nodded softly.

He went out and went to his room to change. And then went down and came back with a plate of food.

He knocked the door and she opened it. She was in a mickey mouse pajama and he shook his head hopelessly.

"What?" She frowned at his expressions as he went inside and sat on the bed.

"Nothing....eat...." He rolled his eyes and started to eat.

"Why did you bring the dinner in a single plate?" She huffed angrily and sat in front of him.

"Do i look like someone who works in circus that i can juggle two plates in the same hand and also use my other hand to open and close the door of the bunglow?" He said making a face and she rolled her eyes.

Both knew it was a lie. He wanted to eat from the same plate and she wanted it too.

"Bol dein nuh you cannot ignore my charm and so you want to eat from the same plate...." She said with attitude and started to eat.

"Charm of a chudail?" He chuckled in amusement. "In your dreams Ms.Wrong Parking...."

"You are so damn irritating that sometime i feel like...." Before she could complete he cut her off.

"Kissing me right?" He asked with a smirk.

"In your dreams...." She scoffed.

They finished their dinner and Karan was finally relaxed seeing her normal.

"Okay then sleep now...." He got up and took the plate.

"Umm...." She stood up fidgeting with her fingers.

"What?" He raised his brows.

"Promise me you won't laugh...." She frowned like a kid.

"No i won't...." He said seriously.

"Meenu di will be sleeping with her friend since her friend is leaving tomorrow...." She said slowly.

"So?" He raised his brows again.

"I am scared to sleep alone in any new place...." She said quickly.

He chuckled a bit immediately and then controlled.

"I knew you would laugh...." She whined like a kid.

"No no....i will call madhu or poonam di don't worry...." He said scanning her face carefully. He knew that she wanted him to stay but he also knew that she wouldn't admit that.

"Yeah...." She said and started to make her bed.

He kept the plate on the centre table and sighed.

"Do you realise that i am a guy and i cannot stay here unless you ask me to...." He said casually.

"Yes obviously....you can go and flirt with other girls but not stay here....you know what?get out...." She said angrily making him smile.

"Ask me to stay and i will...." He leaned on the wall and crossed his legs.

"Stay...." She muttered not looking at him.

"See....it's that easy...." He shrugged and laid down on the bed.

"That is my side of the bed....move to the other side...." She said angrily.

"Too bad....i always sleep on the left side of the bed...." He said pulling the blanket over him.

"Karan i sleep on the left side....move...." She tried to push him but failed miserably.

"I will leave if you disturb me....then if you hear sounds of someone's footsteps in the balcony....or someone's ghungroo from the washroom don't blame me...." He said in a husky voice scaring the living day light out of her.

"I hate you...." She made a crying face and quietly laid down beside him.

"Who will switch off the light?" He said in a scary voice.

"Karan please don't....switch it off nuh...." She pleaded.

"Nope...." He shrugged. "One who comes the last on the bed switched the lights off....and i cannot sleep with lights on....then i will have to go to my room.... "He pretended to get up when she held his hand.

"No wait....i will switch it off...." She gulped and went to the switch board. She switched off the light and ran and jumped on the bed and laid down curling herself under the blanket. She was not even putting he feet out from under the blanket

To say that she was shit scared will be an understatement.

Karan chuckled silently seeing her.

"Hmmmm...." He hummed in a scary voice.

"Please...." She moved closer and held the sleeves of his hoodie tightly.

He smiled sheepishly and put his arm beneath her neck making her rest her head on his shoulder.

"Sleep....good night...." He whispered softly and kissed her forehead.

"Good night...." She whispered somehow and shut her eyes tightly and clutched the hoodie near his chest.

"Waise chudail toh tu hai....logon ko tujhse darna chahiye....tu kaunsa apne hi category ke logon se darti hai...." He chuckled and she hit his chest and clutched his hoodie even more tightly.