"Zaisha open the door, I need to speak to you." Abhay ordered from the other side of the door.

"There's nothing to speak about Abhay." I said, holding back my tears.

"Aish, please. Just once."

"No."

"Please, Aish. I'm leaving tomorrow. I-I-" He stopped in between.

"Please Aish. Just once." He begged.

I unlocked the door.

He walked inside and shut the door behind him.

"Aish." He walked towards me and cupped my cheeks.

"You really want this?" He asked.

Tears threatened to spill from my eyes.

"Y-Yeah." I choked.

"Why?" He whispered.

"Abhay you don't see it." I said, walking away from him.

"I don't see what, Aish?" He asked.

"You don't see that you're Abhishek Sharma whereas I'm just a normal girl. You don't see that we cannot make this work, Abhay. There'll be too many problems. I just cannot be in the spotlight. I can't see shit written about me just because I drink and smoke. I can't handle the hate coming from your female fans out there just because I'm in a relationship with you. I can't take the blame they're going to give me just because you didn't perform well in one of your matches. I just can't." I told him.

The tears I've been holding on poured down.

"That wouldn't happen, Aish, and how would you know if you don't even try?" He questioned.

"And how do you know that wouldn't happen? Abhay, I would be getting the hate and the blame, not you. It's-" He cut me off.

"Your insecurities are ruining what we have, Aish."

"Ask you heart. Does it really want what your mind wants?" He questioned.

"My heart talks about nothing but you." I chuckled, wiping my tears.

"Just give us one chance, Aish. Please." He pleaded.

"Abhay, you'll get tired of me someday. You know how I am." I reasoned.

"I won't, Aish." He said.

"Everyone says that."

"I love you." He said, pulling me into him.

"And I love you too. You make me feel so fucking vulnerable when I'm around you. I can feel how my skin breaks open, letting you see what I'm truly made of. And you see all throught it. All of it." I said, looking into his eyes.

He wiped my tears and kept his forehead on mine.

"I don't want you to love me because I'm good for you, I say and do all the right things, or because I'm everything you've been looking for. I want to be the one you didn't see coming. The one who gets under your skin. Who makes you unsteady. Who makes you question everything you've ever believed about love. I want to be the one who makes you feel reckless and out of control. The one you are infuriatingly and inexplicably drawn to. I don't want to be the one who tucks you into bed. I want to be the reason why you can't sleep at night." He whispered, brushing his lips on mine, before capturing my lips with his.

We kissed.

A delicious poison shot through my lips and a charming ruin beset my heart.

The kiss was more of a 'I need you' kind. He pulled me closer to him and held my waist tightly as if afraid of letting me go.

I broke the kiss and cried, shaking my head.

"Please, Aish, don't do this." He hugged me tightly.

I held on to him like my life depended on him.

"I'm sorry, Abhay." I cried.

"I don't know if I'll ever be able to say that I'm over you. I still compare everyone else to you. You make smile and I still remember the sound of your voice when you would sing to me. Although you're right here, I still miss you and I still wish that you would choose me, but I can't be so selfish to ruin you. I'm not over you, I don't know I could ever be, but for now, I've accepted that we aren't meant to be." I told him.

"You once said that two souls meet for a reason." He stated.

"Maybe, we were meant to meet.... but not to be." I whispered.

He looked at me for one last time before walking out of my room.

And that's when I cried my heart out.

*

It was 8 p.m., and I was in my room, drinking and smoking a joint.

The tears still streamed down my face. They weren't stopping.

"Aishi, why?"

"What's wrong with you Aishi?"

Riya and Dhriti barged into my room and threw questions at me.

"You love him, Aishi. Then why?" Dhriti asked, sitting beside me.

I didn't say anything.

"From the past two years, we've seen you go all out for him. We've seen the shine in your eyes whenever you watch him play or his interviews, even when you hear about him. You've always dreamed about Abhishek Sharma falling in love with you. And that's what happened. Then why are you running away from him?" Riya asked this time.

"When he didn't know I existed, I was head over heels for him. I still am. But it's different now. He didn't know me then, but now he does. And, it scares me. He isn't any normal dude. He's Abhishek Sharma, whereas I'm just a normal girl attending college. You really think things will work out for us?" I questioned back.

They didn't answer.

I took a puff of my joint and blew it in the air.

ABHISHEK

I threw my clothes in the bag, while the boys watched me.

"Abhay-"

"Don't." I interrupted Manjot.

"I don't want to listen." I added.

"You can't blame her, Abhay." Kamlesh said.

"The only solution was to stand and fight for what we had." I stated.

"Her insecurities are ruining what we have, don't you guys see it?" I questioned them, sitting on the bed.

When they didn't answer, I sighed, running my fingers through my hair.

"Just give it some time. Things will fall into place." Shubman said.

"Yeah right." I scoffed.

"Yaar, Aish nasha hai." I stated, chuckling dryly.

"Then do what your heart says." Mayank said.

"She thinks things won't work out for us because I'm Abhishek Sharma and she's just a normal girl. What she doesn't see is how much I love her. I'm definitely not letting her get away so easily." I said.

I looked up at the boys to see them smile.

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Translation-

~ Yaar, Aish nasha hai.- Dude, Aish is a drug.