Arnav kept staring at this girl who wouldn't stop talking about random things and he was really trying to pay attention but he just couldn't. Every few seconds his mind would get distracted and he would end up thinking about Khushi.

It was strange that even after six months of their separation, he couldn't stop thinking about her or wondering how she was, what she was doing and all that stuff.

"Arnav" Tara waved her hand in front of him.

"Yeah?" He looked at her in confusion.

"I asked if you've ever dated someone before, you looked like you had spaced out. Is everything okay?" She asked.

"Yeah. I'm sorry... I don't think I can do this." He said.

"I see, bad past?" Tara asked.

"Horrible. Still trying to move on, I thought dating girls or stuff like that would help but I've been to so many dates and it doesn't seem to help, someone I just can't take my mind off her, I hate it."

"Seems like you're still in love with her."

"No. I was never in love with her." He said plainly. There was no way he could fall in love with the girl that slept with his father, it was impossible.

"Wait, so you're trying to move on from a girl that you weren't in love with? If there was no love, there's no need to move on."

"There is a need if she was your wife."

"What? You are married?"

"Divorced. Look I'm really sorry, I know this turned out to be a horrible evening for you, it's clear that I can't do this, maybe I should just stop trying." Arnav shrugged.

All the dates he had been to, he would mostly leave half way just because one way or the other he ended up thinking how being with Khushi had been easier than all this, she never really had much demands or anything, he dint even have to try, everything always flowed despite his hatred towards her.

"I know it can be difficult. It took me years too, and trust me, sometimes I still feel like I'm not over him completely. I do realize that this isn't working out like a date, but maybe it could work out as friendship, if you're interested.

I mean we seem to have similar pasts and we kind of understand each other, but no pressure, if you don't want to be friends I'll completely understand."

"No... I'd love it. I'm alone most of the times, would be good to have a friend actually." He smiled.

"Great, then let's think of this dinner as a normal outing with friends and not a date."

"I like that." Arnav smiled.

*****

Khushi and Rohan arrived at the hotel where Rohan had already made the bookings. This place was like much known and very famous so it was always full unless you booked earlier, plus there were so many people around it was like overcrowded.

The waiter led them to their table and took their order as he left while Khushi and Rohan sat there talking about stuff.

"So, how's the search for the love of your life going on?" Khushi asked Rohan.

"Still ongoing. I still have no idea where she is or anything." Rohan shrugged.

"Don't you feel like giving up sometimes? I mean you told me it's been years, doesn't it get tiring?"

"Does it get tiring loving your husband despite what he did to you?" Rohan asked, and Khushi got her answer. Feelings were strange weren't they, no matter how much you wanted to get rid of them, they wouldn't just go.

"Hey!" Khushi said angrily as a guy passed by their table, he passed from so close, his arm literally brushed against her face.

She turned around to look at him, he just kept walking away without turning to look back, he kind of felt familiar but she was sure she dint know him.

Currently she could only see his back as he was walking way, he had this great body just like Arnav had, his height and everything was quite similar to Arnav, apart from his hair. It was pretty long and half of it was tied into a ponytail.

She shrugged as she looked back at Rohan, she dint want to think about Arnav but even a stranger ended up reminding her of him. Seriously, how long was it going to take for her to forget him and get over him?

"I thought you were mad at the guy, but I think you have a new crush." Rohan laughed.

"I was, I mean who walks like that. And for your information there's no stupid crush." Khushi said.

"Then why did you stare at him until he disappeared? I never knew long haired guys were your type." He teased.

"Oh come on Rohan. He just had a good body, and pretty much like Arnav's." She sighed.

"Oh Come on Khushi! Not Arnav again. How will you ever move on if you just keep thinking about him?"

"I don't know. I just... somedays I wonder how things would have been different if he had been in love with me too. I just wanted him to love me." Khushi said sadly.

"Okay this is enough. No more talks about the past, we should concentrate on future only. And seeing you liked that guy's body, someday if we meet him again I'll play your wingman and set you up with him." Rohan smirked.

"You know I'm never dating or stuff right?"

"Never say never."

*****

Arnav stood in a corner staring at her as she was busy having a conversation with this guy she came with. Of course this place was crowded so she might have not seen him, but he saw her the instant she walked in.

As soon as he laid his eyes on her, he had this strong urge of wanting to talk to her, so he excused himself pretending to go use the washroom, but as he got closer to Khushi's table, he just somehow lost his confidence and decided to pass by, but he ended up passing too closely.

He did manage to ignore her and walk away but now that little touch he had with her, ended up bring all the feelings back. He couldn't even understand why he was feeling this way about her.

He never loved her, he only married her because of Anjali and they had been divorced for six months, but even right now, it felt like it was just yesterday.

She had changed obviously, she dint seem like the Khushi that he got married to, she wasn't innocent like she behaved, but well he knew she was never innocent, it was just a pretense, but today... there was something different about her, he dint know what.

Maybe it was because of staying away from each other, maybe it was something else, but definitely not love. He could never be in love with her, it wasn't possible.

He kept standing there just staring at her, admiring her and maybe for the first time ever, he dint have any hatred for her. Maybe it was because they had buried the hatchet, because he had apologized for his behavior or whatever it was, today instead of wanting to go away from her, he was yearning to be close to her and that was the last thing he wanted.

Finally making up his mind, he decided to head out, he headed to the parking lot and got inside his car and sat there for a moment, and then he remembered he had left Tara alone inside.

He pulled out his phone from the pocket and wrote her a text informing her that he had left because of something urgent, once he sent the text, he put his phone again and leaned on the chair as he shut his eyes tried to get rid of all these feelings.

Flashbacks

"Catch me if you can." She ran as fast as she could but he was always faster, as soon as he caught up to her, he wrapped his arms around her, picked her up and twirled her around making her giggle.

"You are always cheating, how can you catch me, I am faster than you." She pouted once he put her down.

"Hey! I did not cheat."

"How are you always faster than me then?"

"Because I am taller than you." He patted on her head lightly.

She frowned as she folded her arms and turned the other way pretending to be mad, he dint like when she was mad at him, it made him so uncomfortable.

He held both his ears with his hand as he walked in front of her and pouted cutely.

"I am sorry Khushi. Next time I won't cheat."

"Okay, if you say so." She smiled happily as she jumped up and down making him smile too. If him losing was going to make her happy, he was going to lose.

Flashback Ends.

"Even at that age, all I ever wanted was your happiness Khushi. You never knew how important you were to me. I wish you had known. I wish you hadn't taken the path that your mother took, I wish you hadn't hurt me like that..." Arnav said to himself as he wiped off the tears that were falling off his eyes. He was surprised that he was crying about this.

"That day when we said our last goodbye's you asked me a question, you asked if I would have loved you if things were different. I dint answer it then, but yeah Khushi. I think I would have loved you if you had chosen to walk on that path.

There wasn't even questioning it. Since childhood, I always played with you, you were my only friend, I never made any other friend so why would I even need anyone else to love? If things hadn't gone the way they did, I knew I would have grown up loving you."

He sighed as he turned on the engine and started driving back home. He never thought there would come a day when he would stop hating Khushi, he had always hated her so much and one of the biggest reason was because she was his only friend, and she chose to betray him.

All this while he had been trapped in this hatred for her and when he finally decided to let it go for his own peace of mind, the childhood memories and feelings were coming back, those feelings that he had buried down the day he saw her sneak out of his father's room.

Once he arrived at the mansion, he parked his car and headed straight upstairs to him room, he changed and got into bed.

Since Anjali left, this place had been lonely, he rarely spend his time here, he would only come here to sleep at night, staying here always brought back Anjali's memories and sometimes, Khushi's memories too which he was trying so hard to stay away from.

Sometimes it brought back the memories he never wished to think of ever again, the ones that he tried to keep hidden from himself, like this memory that came back today, the one that reminded him how important she had always been to him.

He had always hidden it away, always tried to overpower it with his hatred towards her but today it seemed like that little memory overpowered everything else and came back just to make him feel weak.