When I opened my eyes, I saw that I'm in a unknown bedroom. I jolted up and tried to understand, where was I? There was darkness everywhere. Very small fraction of light was coming from a window. So I went towards it. There I saw it, the sea.

Oh my God, I forgot I'm out with Armaan.

Realizing it, I took a deep breath and moved towards the bed to sleep again.

It's 1am, I saw in my cell.

Wait, how did I get here? I was watching movie with Armaan.

Oh God!!

I slept half way of the movie. Did Armaan bring me here.

Oh God! Oh God!

I hope he didn't feel bad. How can someone fall asleep watching their favorite movie? He will think I was lying.

Oh God!

Armaan might be upset. I disappointed him.

Oh God!

I kept on tossing and turning thinking about this.

First thing in the morning. I'll apologize him. Right now, I'll sleep.

Closing my eyes, I tried to sleep.

What if there are ghosts here? No! there is nothing like ghosts, Ridhimaa, go to sleep.

What if they are watching me? No, ghosts.

What if someone stills my stuff? No, nobody will do it.

What if somebody kills me? No! Stop thinking.

Ghosts, unknown place, robbery, murder, kidnap.

Think about something else, like cakes.. Armaan.. brother.. my friends.. family.. ghost.

That's it.

I checked my cell. It's 2:16am.

I wasted more than one hour.

I got out of my bed and moved towards the living room. This always happens to me, when I'm at some unknown place. I always need to hug someone and sleep. Or atleast sleep, when that person is awake.

Armaan would be already asleep.

There was sound of wind blowing and movement of trees.

What if it's ghost? Ghosts! Ghosts! They are following me. They are here. They'll kill me. If I'll turn, I might see them then they'll kill me.

To distract my mind, I switched on the TV. After switching it on, I was moving towards the couch in backward direction, to sit on it. Afraid, if I'll look back, I'll see the ghost.

Half way watching TV. I hear a loud voice, it was coming from the bungalow itself. First I thought that Armaan is wake and it's him. But after listening to the voice properly, I got to conclusion that it's not him. The voice and the language is very foreign to me.

Ghost. It's the ghost.

Oh my God! God help me! God help me. I'm going to die. Armaan! Armaan! I'm going to die, help me. Mom! Dad! Brother! Armaan!

I kept repeating it, in my mind. Hugging my legs to my chest on the couch, I felt warm liquid rolling out of my eyes.

"Hey, what happened?" I didn't hear properly who was talking and what.

I felt someone touching my hand.

"ARMAAN! ARMAAN!" I screamed out loudly with my eyes closed.

This time I felt someone picking me up.

It's the ghost. I won't open my eyes. He'll kill me. I'm going to die.

I sobbed more, my chest was feeling heavy. I again called for him. "ARMAAN!!".

"Hey, shhs, I'm here, what happened?" I heard someone saying very tenderly into my ears.

I immediately opened my eyes and saw that I was now on somebody's lap and my head was resting on his chest. Scared, blinking away my tears, I looked up and then I was relieved.

I put my arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. I was now straddling him. I pressed my face in his neck and started crying again. He kept rubbing my back with his one hand and other was on my head making soothing circles there.

"Hey, baby, what happened?" He asked again, after few minutes.

Without moving, I explained him everything from the time I woke up.

"Silly, that was me, it was my business call, I was talking to a coworker, half way of my call, I heard you screaming, God help me! God help me. I'm going to die. Armaan! Armaan! I'm going to die help me. Mom! Dad! Brother! Armaan! So I came running. Then I saw u curled up here. When I shock you, you started screaming loudly," he said still rubbing my back and kissed my forehead.

"Sorry, I scared you," he continued after few seconds.

Finding some courage I loosened my hands around his neck and pulled away from him a bit and looked at him. "It was you?" I asked in confusion.

"Yeah," he spoke in the same voice I heard earlier.

"I was scared," I said hugging him tightly again.

He hugged me back and I felt him moving. I realized that he stood up from the couch and started moving somewhere.

"Where are we going?" I asked him. Wrapping my legs and hand around his waist and neck tightly.

"To my room," he replied with a smirk.

Shocked I looked at him. "Why?"

"To sleep."

"No, no, I can't just put me down. I can't sleep with you, put me down."

"Shhs, it's okay you can sleep here, anyways the bed is big enough to fit three people. And this isn't the 1st time we are sleeping together," Saying this he set me down on his bed.

Then he climbed on the bed, at his side.

"But, that was when we were kids," I argued.

"So what? Stop thinking too much and sleep."

"I.. I disturbed your call.. don't you want call back?" I asked after few minutes, still not able to sleep due to the awkwardness.

"No, it's fine." He said, with a assuring smile.

"Sorry," I said with a tear in my eyes.

"It's ok, now go to sleep, it's 3:14am." He said wiping the tear from my eyes.

I nodded and tried to sleep.

Ghost is watching.

I opened my eyes to look at the ghost in horror. Instead, Armaan was back looking at me.

"Can't sleep, yet?"

"No."

He came close to me and pulled me to him. My head was on his shoulder and his hands were around my waistline. Like we were cuddling.

"Armaan," I breath out.

"Shhs, don't think too much, it's okay, don't argue just sleep. Now go to sleep, I'll guard you, no one will harm you. I'm here, sleep," he whispered in my ear, then he kissed my forehead.

His arms felt safe and his words were soothing too.

I hugged him tight, resting my head on his chest. I fell asleep in his arms within few minutes, listening to his heart beat, without any fear.