Chapter 48


Avni

"I want to kiss you. Right now" his text read. A gasp blew out my lips holding the device tightly in between my palms. I can't help it, my lips curved, displayed a bushy smile. If I could have seen my face then, I would have known how deeper shade of red my cheeks have turned into. Undeniably.

"Is that Avni Mehta..." A male voice halted me from moving. I just grabbed my backpack down the carousel. That was the only luggage we currently carrying. Neil was busy in a call.His Mom might have called him to know if he reached.

Sometimes I feel jealous of him, he has such an amazing mother. Okay, all the time I feel the same, covetous,when I see him over calls with his Mom.

Dating Neil throughout last few months, I have come across Aunty few times through vedio chats, in between our time at his place.

Though Neil never took me to a proper date yet but still we are dating would be the proper words to say, if I brief our relationship status precisely. Or rather seeing eachother would sound convincing. Isn't it!

I almost jumped on my feet by the voice behind.My luggage slipped a slightly out of my grip but immediately I caught hold of it, pulled it back on the way, whirled my face to the direction that voice came out.

My forehead knitted a small creased staring at the person smiling genuinely looking at me. He was at the same row, few feets away me.

"Ye...es!!" I know my tone stumbled. It took me few seconds recognising the face. Definitely not close to a minute.

Mohit. That boy from my class with whom I had a small story.

"Hey hi" he greeted softly, took few steps forward and his feet paused in a decent distance reaching me. His grin broadened, a sigh released his chest noticing I have recognised him. I took a glance at the spot Neil was, pacing to me he gave me who the hell is he look. Neil shoved the phone inside his jeans pocket and stood beside me. The way he is watching Mohit keenly I can say he is not at all happy watching him approached me.

"Hi" I replied shortly with a quick smile on my lips.

He took a quick glance at Neil and brought back to me before his smile disappear looking Neil's gaze over him not at all welcoming. And I'm agreed with Mohit.

"Long time. Isn't it!" Mohit leaned his head a bit at his side. There wasn't any uneasiness I felt in his voice, rather friendly than he used to be in past with me, blatantly if I pushed aside those hand full fake loving days of being with him. Those days are all faded from my memory, they do not effect me anymore.

"Yep it is" I answered meekly within a second. Tried to come down my thumping heart seeing him after ages. Why I'm so squeamish, is that because of Neil!

I realised Mohit has gained weight slightly than I remember I had last seen him, decade back during my....Silly days the satirical mock my subconscious made.

He has grown handsome with his glowing wheatish complexion, light stubble around his sharp jaw;not as dence as Neil has but still he look good on it. Nowhere he is close to attractive than Neil.
Crap why I'm comparing him with Neil. He will never reach to half of that lovable close to Neil. Never.

He almost has the same height Neil has or half an inch shorter might be. That's hardly noticeable. By the way he is brawny, that's what my eyes caught a tiny attention to the spot, the movement when his arms caused those muscles flexed under that slim fit sky-blue shirt he was on, stuck to his skin.
His one hand holding a small trolley handle that was at the side of his limbs and another one has a sling over it's shoulder, that grip was tightened around a cellph.

"Let's go, the car has arrived" Neil spoke in a tone demanding, gave me a fake smile when our eyes met. That's the sign of Neil Khanna's annoyance, who knows better than me!

"What are you doing here in Chandigarh!!" He interrupted us, his unsure glance at Neil and I. He threw a quick weird look at Neil, head to toe. In response to him Neil took a step closer me and held my hand. I got panicked and at the same time shy with his sudden public display of affection towards me, that's the first time he held my hand in public, he did, or got technically the chance I would say. By default my eyes took a quick scan around the area tensing what if anyone would catch us or takes pictures of us secretly.

"I'm...I..." Before I could have uttered something to him in reply, leaving both of us startled Neil pulled me by my arm.
"Sorry we are in hurry" throwing the words, Neil bustled passed over him dragging me along with him. His grip is so hard around my wrist, that it's started bothering me.

"Yup sure" Mohit responded in a small nod and his lips curved a tight smile, seemed he didn't expect Neil's reaction would turned into this impudent.

Neil appeared rude, it so evident he is marking his territory! Practically there's nothing Mohit has to do with us, It was just an classmate hellos.

Before moving to his way Mohit took a last sceptical look over Neil.And then tearing off his gaze away him Mohit subsided them back to me, immediately broke a small smile mouthing me goodbye and waved before we moved to our respective ways. And I responded with the same.

I realised my grudges over him have dissolved it's intensity entirely. There's no aggression left in me against him, that I used to be had seeing him during my school days.
Because you were hurt, never in love with him babe. My subconscious rolled eyes. And I swallowed, my stomach churned, where the hell this word love plopped in the scene! Undeniably, I wasn't in love with him. I didn't know how love feels until I met Neil.

  Neil

I felt a sting of jealousy there somewhere inside me. Who the hell is he. He looks so nasty.
Okay he is handsome and distinguishably decent his gestures were towards Avni.
Avni, why the fucking hell she was behaving awkwardly shy while talking to him! My nerves clenched recalling their cute little encounter.

I.am.Pissed.

Dragging her outside the airport exit I walked to the car. I waved at driver uncle, spotted him sitting in the driver seat at the opposite side of the parking exit. Before walking here I asked him to wait for me at the exact spot he always do. Driver uncle is the most senior person among the rest of all we have for our help. Mom tie him rakhi every year. He is no more just a driver to me he is family to us now. I mean all of them the same including Maali kaka, our cook, and the whole Khanna industries employees, as Dad used to love to mention. There are so many people still works in our company since dad appointed them. They are the most reliable bunch of people around us since the very beginning, my Dad started. They are just too loyal, at the same time dedicated to their job, anyone could ignore. They are the attested reason behind I would mention, that half of my tension subside regarding Mom being in this cynical corporate industry and the  concentration my career demands never distracted.

"Who is he" I asked pulling my eyes away the window on my side.

"A friend...I mean class mate" she replied expressionlessly, her eyes are on ph screen on her lap.

I supposed to kiss her an hour before. I was so eager to touch her, hold her, the seat distance was literally killing me not to been seated beside her. Inconvertably my mind was the same getting down the flight until I have seen that dumbass talking to my girl all smiling like a love sick puppy. Love sick puppy!
What the hell. My fist clenched.

"Seems you both had a story" before I could shut my mouth screwing my brain not to poke me to think all rubbish against my girl, my mouth has already betrayed me. Her eyes snapped at me. My heart dropped looking at her eyes changed colour instantly, inexplicable to pensive. Shit I hurt her. She gulped, looked away. I want to hold her hand and say sorry.

"I got infatuated to him....and he played" within few seconds of silence she spoke, her voice calm, her face gloomy. She bit her bottom lip staring through the windshield straight.
Even speaking she can't meet my gaze, then how can I trust, she is stating  the truth! I love her so very much, it's hurt, makes me mad knowing her past with a guy.

My hand stopped in the half way reaching to her. My face hardened, eyes stiffened at her sight. I harshly pulled away my hand, crossed them over
my chest shielding myself. Why me always! I blew out a breath.

This weekend plan is a bad idea.

There is an awful silence inside the car, throughout the next twenty minutes journey to my home.

Avni

"Arey Avni!!!" Sweta Aunty squealed seeing me coming out of the car. She was at the porch welcoming us. She must have come out hearing the sound of the car door slamming closed. I tossed the backpack over my shoulders both sides, returned a soft smile looking at her chirpy welcoming face. Neil climbed down the car on the other side.

"I didn't know you are coming....Tillu didn't tell me" She threw a glare at Neil then looked at me, broke her lips in a contented grin reached to her eyes as well. I saw Neil glowered at her, let out an exasperated groan before walked across the car stood beside me. I shifted a step away him, my face straight. I felt his cold glance gaped me. Congratulation Neil Khanna, you are back with your irritating sulky attitude. Great.

The silence between us since last twenty five minutes inside the car, made me reluctant getting into any eye contact with Neil. He didn't speak to me since he got to know about Mohit. I haven't expected Neil would react this way. He isn't in love with me, nor even said ever he think of our future together. Then what the hell is fuss with him knowing about my past relationships. Did I ever tried to know his!

Who knows if he has ever fallen for someone or did he was in a relationship or if he had any crush on someone during his puberty days or still! God knows who the hell she will be. I never did because its very well clear to me always, that our relationship hasn't reached that point we could bother any of these.

No one shouldn't be acted the way he did, as if he is in love with, me.
That's what I do feel everytime I see him and Pooja doing those fucking lovey dovey scenes in front of me every fucking days. The most frustrating part of all is when they gets into those takes repeatedly. Even I'm feeling agitated on him.

Shrugging off his scowling,  Aunty came down the stairs few steps, hugged me. I startled, then relaxed. She is so soft, my eyes got closed. I inhaled her sent. Are mothers all same as Nonna says ! Could they really relax their children within a second hugging them tight! I felt the same and hugged her back in response. But as always reality pulled me back harshly smashing my trance and it whap my brain with something hell mortifying.

"But I'm happy you came" adding this she dismissed my thoughts of embarassment, those were started mulling inside my head anticipating being a unwanted guest in her house for next two days.

"Tillu!" Breaking the hug I asked, my confused eyes creased at Neil, he immediately looked away. Grumpy him. Then my gaze went back to Aunty and She giggled sheepishly, held my hand led me inside. And also took hold of Neil's arm on the way.

The house is really big.

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I'm pissed of this Neil, really.
Why he is so restless all the time when something like this comes to Avni!
You people are thinking the same, aren't you!

But trust me we are all the same inside exactly this Neil to some extent, when it comes to have faith on people we love, we fail everytime. It's easier to lecture couple in love, what they should do what not, but trust me it will become similarly far more difficult to apply on own self when you will be on the same track someday.

We hurt that person the most, we love. Aren't we?

(If you want to know about Mohit then you can repeat reading Chapter 24, we will get to know him better there)

Love
Mon ♥️

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