"Warisha! Wake up!" I woke up exhausted with Keshav shouting in my ear. I looked around, the van had just reached the Imambara and everyone was staring at me either with shock plastered on their face or concern.

"I was dreaming?! " I shouted my thoughts. What the!!

"Dreaming?Forget about dreaming! Why are you crying? " Sanam asked and my hands travelled to my cheeks, they were wet with tears. What kind of dream was that?

"A...a bad dream." I lied.

Bad dream? Dude it was a best dream! With you so close to me Sanam and saying those words but its just a dream and that's not going to be real. I sighed.

"Chalo. We are here." Samar called from outside and we got out off the van.

"Aisa kya dekha sapne mein that you were crying? " Sanam asked walking beside me.

Tumhe dekha! I saw you hugging me and telling me that you love me! I wanted to scream.

"A dream which can never be my reality." I replied.

"You mean to say that it was your best dream and just because it can not be your reality, you call it a bad dream?"

"Just because?" I laughed at the word just. That wasn't just Sanam, I can't even explain how does it feel I thought and went to Suman di.

I am not so brave to be this close to him after that dream.

"It was fun being with you." Suman di said and I smiled "I enjoyed too."

"Those four are idiots ,ain't they ?" She asked, looking at them. They were praying.

"They are angels." I smiled looking at Sanam.

She laughed "Of course they are for..what do you all call yourself? Ah Sanamians!" She answered her own question and I smiled at her.

They came back to us "let's go." Keshav said.

"Where?" Suman asked and Venky pointed towards the clock "There."

"Are you mad? How can-" her words were cut as Keshav held her wrist and pulled her "No time to waste."

I walked with them too. Oh God. How can I act normal while climbing on those stairs after that weird dream? I was having chills as I climbed the steps.

"Those are Machines? " Suman spoke the same words from my dream.

"No! They are UFO! What can it bE Suman?!" Venky laughed and she slapped him on his chest.

"Let's have race?" Keshav said. No, this isn't happening. This can't.... I looked at my wrist.

Sanam held my hand and started to run "What are we doing?! " I screamed in whisper.

"Racing? " he said as both of us jogged on the spiral stairs. I didn't had to trick him as I did in my dream because he was holding my hand all way.

As we reached up both sweating and gasping for air. Now I only have to keep quite. No stupid word. No stupid dream. I won't say anything.

I slide down, resting my back on the wall and wiping by face from my scarf.

He wiped his face from his handkerchief. See Warisha Ahmed! Your dream was stupid!

"Where's Keshav? He was the one who wanted to race." I said as I looked down the stair searching for his sign.

"He must be resting somewhere in between." He said looking out from the window.

"Why?" I asked him and continued "He is a racer! He will be here any minute now."

"Come here." He called, turning towards me offering his hand. I took it and stood up.

I looked around and saw couples name written everywhere, just like last time.

"There's something on your cheek." I pointed him the spot by moving my hand on my cheek.

"Where?" He asked as he wiped his other cheek. I shook my head and wiped the smudged colour of the wall which got mixed with his sweat from my scarf. It was casual until I froze when my dream was played in my mind.

I quickly back off,trembling over my own foot, I was about to fall when he saved me...as always.

I quickly stood straight, sliding my hand out of his in a jerk.

"What happened? " he raised his eyebrows, suspicious on my stupid movement.

I mentally scolded myself.

"Nothing. Just waiting for rest to come here." I said turning my back to him.

Oh God. Why my dream is popping in my head? Why I am feeling like this. Please stop it. Please.

I nearly screamed when I felt his hand on my shoulder. He turned me,covering my mouth from his hand to stop my scream. My back collided with the wall.

No. This isn't happening. This too,is a dream. My eyes were locked at his and my brain was flashing my dream. It was just like that.

My heart was beating loudly,my breath was rapid. I held his hand with mine and removed it.

"Sorry..I was..shocked of that sudden touch. " I apologized for my behavior.

"I didn't mean to scare you." He moved his hand through his hair.

"I - I am going to look for them." I said as I turned to walk down but he held my wrist. I shut my eyes, my body became ice cold under his warm touch.

"Are you mad? Itne niche phir jaogi?" He scolded.

"Fine. " I said in a low voice.No words were coming out from my mouth. I tried to pull my hand off his grip but he kept his grip wasvfirm.

"Sanam, my hand." I whispered. He set it free. I didn't dare to turn to face him so, I sat on the last stairs,waiting for Keshav and rest.

"Why are you behaving like this?" He asked.

"Behaving like what? " I asked in low voice without looking at him.

"This!" He raised his voice "Not looking at me while talking, pushing me away, running away from me!"

"I am not." I simply replied.

He held my arm forcing me to stand up. I was shocked of his sudden anger, and scared too. Scared, but not from Sanam but from my dream, scared from my own thought; own action.

"Sanam what-"

"Shut up." He tried to keep his voice as low and calm as he could as he spoke "What happened to you Warisha? In morning you were normal but since we came here you are..you are..not you! You are running away from me." His grip on my arms became more firm.

How can I be normal around you after that dream and hiding my feelings for you, Sanam ? And now that some part of it I am living...

"Answer me Warisha!" He spat but I remain quite. Keshav, Samar please jaldi aao. I prayed. If he remain this close to me, I won't be able to hide it any longer.

"Sanam leave me." I said in a low voice.

"Why are you doing this Warisha?" He ignored what I said.

"I am not Sanam. You are thinking all those stuff yourself. " I looked away from him.

How can I talk to him in that tone? I wanted to slap myself. I love him and it's freaking scaring me to watch him like this. But what can I do? I can not just say that I love him.

"Lie." He said and pushed me away. I stood there in shock "Sanam.." I called him.

"What?" He said showing me his back.

"I am sorr-"

"I don't want to listen your apology!" He cut me off.

"Toh aur kya bolu main?" I asked him from no where.

"Wahi jo us din bola tha." He turned, his expression were soft as always, which made me relax a little but us din?

"Kis din?" I asked "Kya bola tha maine?"

He chuckled humorlessly and said "That you." He took a step forward and I backed off a step.

"That I? " I asked him walking back and he kept taking slow step towards me. I stopped when I felt my back touching the cold stone wall of clock tower .

"You.. " he stopped inches away from me. I looked away at side not wanting to meet his eyes.

His warm breath fanned my ears, making me shiver as he leaned in and whispered "love me."

A/N- Yipppiieeee! It's done! I swear this isn't a dream so,chillax guys!😂😂 Writing a part with a little angry Sanam was fun. Did you all liked it??

Any song for this part??