OMG Chapter 44. How could I have reached this long😱😱
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Neil

"Don't stare at me when I'm sleeping" She grumbled knitting her eyes opened and immediately closed. My eyes didn't miss her subdued smile hidden behind her grumpy face.  And I smiled.

"Okay, as you say. now sleep" I covered her, pulled the duvet upto her neck.

"Why are you so cute!" she again spoke. This time her voice cutely soft due to the warmth of the duvet, she moved a bit getting more cozy under it.

"Because you are the cutest" I heaved a small sigh, shifted, my body straight. A hand folded under my head I smiled through my eyes.

"Nope you are the cutest" She said lovingly. I saw her  cheeks flushed closing her eyes. And inside the duvet I laced our hands.

"Achaa!!!How much!" I asked. My eyes hooded, orbs grew darker in passion instantly.

"Sleep Neilu" Avni fake scolded. she hid her flushed face partly inside the duvet and I smirked, closed my eyes back, then let out a sigh of contentment.

Few seconds later I flinched opened my eyes by the shake she made over my arms.

"What happened, why did you chuckle" I heard her faint chuckle, my eyes snapped at her.

"Stop doing that, I feel tickle" she groaned, slowly opened her amused eyes, chuckled again. My eyes creased looking at her in dubiety.
I was circling my thumb on her palm inside the duvet before she shook my hand off.

"May I know where else you feel tickle!" I turned my waist to her. Shifted a bit closer her face and my voice raspy, cooed.

"You don't need to know" she retorted, rolled her eyes shrugging off my comment. Immediately Avni turned to the other side facing away me. Now I'm facing her back.

I slowly pushed my other hand inside the duvet and brushed my fingers softly over her skin and then made them tickle on her waist.

"Don't tell me here or here, and here" I started tickling her. The spot I remembered she felt tickle while dancing with me at Raj Sir's b'day party night.

She giggled, flinched, winched, jumped and requested me to stop almost chocking her inhales. But I didn't listen to her.

Carrying on and on tickling her, followed by her louder giggles I halted. And then seeing at her miserable condition my hands finally released their torment over her skin. And slowly her breath caught back it's normal rhythm within some few heavy inhale and exhales. Her body relaxed against mine her eyes right into mine and gaze softened.
We kept staring at each other for few seconds gripping back our normal breaths. Her face underneath mine. Our hands clashped together both sides of her head. Her eyes got drowsy in passion and closed entirely when I lowered my lips and kissed on her side cheeks, eyes, down on her jaws and lastly I gave a peck on her lips.
I kept longer my lips lingered at each spots on her face I usually keeps, apart from her lips.
I pulled away before I could have loosened my self control.
My mind said, Neil you are in bed. My heart said it's nothing harm if you steal some few kisses.

My mind won. And I stopped, controlled the urge to love her more.

This action of mine made turned her face away me shyly. And I smiled. God tell me what would I do with this cute ticklish girl !
A soft chuckled slipped out of my throat watching her red cheeks.

Pulling her closer against my chest I hugged her from behind and her arms rested on mine over her waist.
For more than half an hour we drifted off into each other's arms without any interruption.

Avni

It's 7:30 my ph alarm said.
I unwrapped his arm, quickly jolted my body off the bed and rushed inside the bathroom. I heard Neil groaned behind flipping his eyes opened may be.

"Hey" I heard him calling me with his drowsy, dozy tone but I didn't reply.
Hell I wasn't in my bra on, underneath my loose Tee. As everyday I does, I have slipped it out before I had went to bed last night!
Shit.

I shut the bathroom door and immediately heard a knock before I could have squeezed out the tooth paste on my brush and put it in my mouth to rubbed it faster.

I opened the door slightly and scraned my head through the opened part of it.

As expected, its Neil behind my door. His hair messed up as if someone pulled it upward harshly. I didn't do that.

"What!" I snapped, my eyes cringed gripping the tooth brush in my hand.

"I need to use the washroom it's emergency" He requested. His eyes wrinkled painfully.

"Just rush to the hall, there is a spare bathroom at the left end of the balcony, use it" I slammed the door shut.

There is a spare bathroom at the end of the only balcony we have in this whole flat. We never use that bathroom nor even look at it. Once in a week our landlord send a washer man who maintain it. And we pay him doing ours too. Before we took this apt landlord said us if we want to use it then you cam. But we said him, it's enough if we have attached bath in our rooms. And that we have. But he keeps maintaining it this way. Though we don't pay that man for washing particularly that part but we pay for ours if he does all together once in a week, as per our convinient day.
There is a Strange part in this apt. That washroom was in our initial days living here me and Diya used to freaked out a lot. How many times we did lock it up it's get opened within an hour next.
Once we talked about this to the landlord Mr.Bhatiya but he just shrugged off our queries saying that it's because of loose locking system, nothing as such to worry.
And then gradually we got so busy with our work schedules that we hardly  got time to think about or watch all these things.
The moment we get back home the only thought inside our mind comes when we will slam our body on the bed.
Rests everything faded as time passed and we got used to this place, its people and the city.

I exited the washroom getting done my shower. I took a glance, if my door was locked. Yes it is.
Slipping off the bathrobe I wore before getting out the shower. I flung it on the bed and hurriedly dressed up myself in a ripped black jeans and dark blue flappy top.

I prefer flappy, baggy, loose tops rather wearing those tight ,tiny ones. I feel conscious for my heavy chest. But sometimes I get rarely supper smuggle when girls with flat bust look at me in envy. I chuckled inwardly being proud of it for some very few seconds or minutes trust me I'm telling you. It doesn't last longer. I get back to my old me again and most of the end up feel the same, uncomfortable choosing something to wear sexy. Though Diya always boost me up, says, I'm blessed having that perfect size. She also add girls die to get such wonderful bust size as perfect as I have. And then she winked at me lastly, saying that, boys like it.

Zivame is the only app I would never delete it off my phone, if I would need to delete the rest of all.
I'm one of their loyal customers who buys regularly once or twice in a month.

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Diya is a morning person so is Neil, I have heard him said it few times in many of his interviews. Unlike me.

I heard Neil and Diya's voice chatting in the hallway before  I grabbed my handbag and put some of my essentials, everyday I carry along with me to the shoot. I scurried out of my room.

The second I reached to them those two pair of eyes snapped at me, as assumed.

I shrugged their gapes and walked straight to laado didi who was busy making our breakfasts. Even she was smiling looking at Neil, she must have recognized him. But as I said I haven't much time to chitchat with them rather I hurried drinking the coffee. I greeted both of them good morning and snatched the newspaper off Neil's hand and roughly go through the headlines sipping my coffee. I avoided his shocked gaze and Diya's unnecessary chuckle. Keeping my eyes on the paper I pulled it away once my face and asked Neil if he wants to take shower or if he had coffee or need to have breakfast now. He stated he had coffee already, replied he had brushed but he would take shower in vanity once he get reach to the shoot. And about his clothes he was on it still since last night, that he said he would change into his costume anyways so it's nothing to worry much about.

I took the last sip, thud the cup down and next I did grabbed the lunch box away the kitchen sink Laado didi just placed it there.
I slipped it inside my bag.

I grabbed Neil's hand almost yanked him up the chair and pulled to the door to leave. I have heard Diya threw many teasing words and phrases behind addressing me more than Neil. But I haven't time to spat her back some of my not so pleasant words on response, so I kept walking out of the door hauling Neil along.

We bid her good day and I shut the door behind. I heard her chuckled. Bloody nuts.

Before I pressed the ground floor button to come up the elevator Neil excused me and rushed back to our apt door .
Is he left his wallet! I assumed.
He said he is coming back just before the elevator would reach up to our floor.

I snapped my head sceptically behind at him, Neil was waiting outside our door impatiently. As if he has really forgotten to take something very important, without that thing he wouldn't be able to leave this place.

My eyes creased, forehead snapped deeply the second  Diya opened the door and handed him two big helmets. What the hell!
Whose these two giant helmets! I was hell curious to know.

They exchanged a friendly chuckle at the door before Neil turned his face, left and advanced his steps towards me. It seemed like Diya knew it, Neil would come over again the door to fetch those things and she was waiting for him to take them away.

We exchanged a smile and get into the elevator.

"What are these two" I asked lamely as soon as he stepped inside and the elevator door dinged closed and started to move downward.

"Helmets, never seen before!"  Casually he spoke. I saw a boisterous smirk played on his lips while replying me. His face straight to the door. By then we are already at the ground floor.
He strode moving out of the elevator to the parking lot and I almost ran behind him matching his longer steps.

But not much longer I hopped following him, my steps slowed down seeing him stepping to a giant bike instead his car.

"Holly shit" this slipped out of my mouth seeing him riding on it, igniting it up next. And it grumbled as if a monster throwing it's grudges.

I got panicked looking at the sight.

I so hate riding bikes, they freak me out to the core.

I'm phobic to bike riding.

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