"Rithu! Come here," Vikram called me while I am in the kitchen busily preparing the dinner. Leaving everything I went there to see him.

"What?" I asked politely without showing my annoyance.

"Take that earphone in the shelf," he ordered me.

"Okay. Anything else?" I gave that to him and asked. He nodded as No but he stared at me strangely.

It is kind of weird but I left to continue my work in the kitchen not bothering about the way he looks at me.

He injured his arm not his leg, why can't he go and take that, whether he can't see that I am busy here I murmured. He keeps on ordering me from yesterday, now I am regretting saying Vikram to call me whenever he needs me. However, I am enjoying to see him and to converse with him even though I am annoyed. I thought he has changed a little, he called me about fifteen times today but yet he's always talking in rude and ordering tone, but anyways I like him.

"Dinner ready," I said entering Vikram's room but he was busy working on the laptop. He was dressed in normal clothes and his hair was messy to that he was wearing a glasses. Oh god why he's making my heart weak, Is that only my eyes showing him this handsome to me I thought and stared at him without my realizing until he finishes his work.

He glanced at me and placed the laptop in the side desk and removed his glasses. I was closely observing him for these two days, whenever he called my name or gazing at me or whenever I was near him my heart started racing.

I felt more nervous and in some time I am having an urge to touch his face I was completely admiring him mostly his eyes that piercing black eyes which is a heat that melts my heart and his hair I felt ashamed for admiring Vikram's hair yes his wavy hair that is perfect for his face.

"What are you looking at?" Vikram said and interrupted the thoughts.

"Nothing," I said and placed the tray and started to feed him. He was silent and staring at me, it's weird because he is watching me closely, his look made me feel like I was naked wait he saw me naked how I forget about that. This time I didn't have the courage to meet his intense gaze. But when I shifted my eyes to meet him he was looking at me I dropped the spoon into the bowl and stood up.

"One second I will get the water and come," I said to avoid this awkward staring. Before I could turn and leave Vikram grabbed my hand.

"I don't need water, finish this and go," he said and gripped my hand tighter.

I don't know what to say when I finished feeding Vikram, he kept on looking at me but I don't know what to do. In this ambiance, it is only me and Vikram and that gave shivers to me, how come I forget about this? I gulped.

When I was about to leave, my phone started to ring I took that from my pocket to find it was my mom.

"Who's that?" Vikram asked.

"My mom," I replied and went outside.

"Hello mom, how are you?" I said with an excitement.

"I am fine, dear and how is Vikram?"

"He's fine mom," I lied.

"Rithu dad and I were planning to visit you on next weekend dear," suddenly she gave me a shock.

"Mom why? I will come there. It will be trouble for you to travel."

"No dear we already booked a flight ticket we are coming next week." She declared.

"Ok, mom, I will say this to Vikram," I replied.

"How is dad doing?"

"He is good and we visited the doctor yesterday he said he was fine," she told.

"Ok, mom, I will Call you later," I said and ended the Call.

What am I going to do? I have to talk with Vikram I thought.

When I entered he was again busy working on the laptop.

"My mom called me," I said.

"Okay, anything important?" he asked still looking at the laptop screen.

"She told that she's going to come here and staying for the weekend."

"Okay," he said casually.

"But your hand... what if they see your injury," I asked.

"Don't worry I am going to remove this bandage in the coming week and there is no need to worry," he assured.

"Hmm," I hummed and felt relieved.

Next day I got up early and I went to see Vikram, he came out after a bath and only a towel was wrapped around his waist. God, I came here at the bad time.

"You're going to work!" I asked.

"Yes," he said and took his shirt from the wardrobe.

"But you're not fully recovered," I stated.

"I am alright I am not going to do anything that hurt my arm so don't worry," he replied.

"But..." I cut off by Vikram. "Will you please go out or I will change in front of you."

"Oh, I am sorry," I said and went outside. What if I stayed there... Ugh, dirty thoughts. Then I started to prepare breakfast. After finishing I took them to Vikram's room.

He was all dressed in a formal but how can he change with one hand I thought. He was deeply looking at some papers. I cleared my throat to gain his attention. He then put the papers in his bag and sat on the bed.

I feed him carefully without spilling anything in his shirt. He was same, staring at me intently. I don't know what is there in my face. Am I looking different?

I took the plate and went to the kitchen. When I came out Vikram was struggling to wear the socks. So I went and kneeled down in front of him and helped in putting the sock.

He was surprised but I don't care because I like him I like do anything for him.

"Are you taking a cab?" I asked.

"Yeah," he said in his same robotic tone.

After putting his shoes he went out and turned to see me. I gazed him questioningly.

"Bye," he said.

What? He said bye to me! Oh God, I stunned. He smiled, perhaps to see my surprised face.

"Bye," I replied with a smile but he turned instantly and walked to the elevator.

I bite my lower lip and went inside. I am feeling so happy today. I thought what if every day Vikram say bye with a smile to me before leaving.

Vikram and I went to the hospital after a week and removed his bandages. The doctor said it takes two more weeks to move his hand freely, hearing that I felt relaxed.

Then Vikram started to do his routine work but he said he was having a problem with eating so I feed him. I felt that Vikram purposely saying me to do that but I don't care I want to be him.

It was Saturday Vikram and I got ready to pick my parents at the airport I was excited I wore a plain red saree and put my hair braided.

When I came out of my room Vikram was tugging his black shirt into the gray pant he was handsome as always. He looked at me from head to toe, I blushed and looked down.

"Let's go," he said.

"Okay," I nodded.

Vikram started to drive the car and I was enjoying the view by listening to the songs.

When we reached the airport mom and dad were waiting for us I immediately went and hugged them and Vikram greeted them and asked about their health.

Then we all headed to our house, mom was surprised to see the house because it's big and dad was busy talking with Vikram and they planned to visit the construction in the evening.

After we had lunch Vikram and dad went out. I was busy asking mom about Riya and her parents.

"Have you called your mother in law? Because I forgot to say that you reached here," she said.

"Yes, mom, I called and said about your visit."

"Okay Rithu, I thought Vikram have said that to her but you did ah?"

"Mom, did Vikram call you?"

"What! He will at least call me once in a day."

What? He's calling you and talking with you but not communicating with me. So he is acting like a good boy I thought.

"Oh okay," I said without showing my surprise.

"Rithu I have to say one thing that Vikram was a nice person he always speaks with us and asks about our health and dad really like him because he is caring for us like a son. You're really lucky Rithu." My mom revealed.

I was speechless I don't know but I want to see Vikram now and wanted to thank him. He is respecting my family and caring about my parents. Vikram I really like you. Really!