Sanam's POV.

I held her close as she asked me to. I missed her so much. I have met many people but none made me feel like the way she did.

Yes, I was angry on her as she didn't tried to contact me even if she could, if she wanted to. But I couldn't be angry on her for long.

I forgot everything when I looked into her eyes, that said she really was guilty.

She is still childish, so, I can forget what happened and look forward on what we can do.

I could feel her warm and slow breath on my neck and her lips touched my neck and she held her breath.

Warisha's POV

As I was holding him, my lips touched his skin and I froze. I pulled away and looked up at him. My hands still on his shoulder.

His eyes were filled with twinkling as always, just like when we shared our kiss. I wanted to feel it again, live that moment again.

I pulled him close to me and closed my eyes leaning to him. Soon his lips met mine and I felt the same as I did last time. But this kiss meant something more .

My hands griped his shoulder and his, over my hair. I pulled away, my eyes still closed as he planted kisses on my cheeks, jaw lines and travelled down leaving pecks on my neck.

I was lost in his touch. All of this was new for me. They only person who can make me feel like this is him. I fisted on his shoulder and then he pulled away suddenly and stood up.

I fell back because of the sudden jerk, breathless and confused I looked up at him.

He was pacing around moving his hand through his hair.

I stood up "Sanam." I called him but he didn't hear.

What happened? Why did he push me away?

"I am sorry." He said not meeting my eyes.

"What for?" I kept my hands on his shoulder making him face me.

"For what I did..a while ago." I was thinking what should I say when he continued "This wasn't supposed to happen. "

"It's nothing. " I shook my head.

"What if I wasn't able to stop?"

"But you did. And it was me who first started." I looked down. "Don't be sorry, please." I smiled looking up at him.

"Come on. Now show me that smile." I tickled him and he chuckled. "Warisha!" He held my hand and we laughed together.

"You are not going to ask for it again." He said looking no where.

"For what?"

"Those eyes, which says that you want me to-"

"Okay I got it!" I cut him off and he chuckled.

"Let's go." He said as he stood up and helped me too.

We walked on the road hand in hand. On the way I ran, sang and he laughed at my childish behavior.

"Pagal ho tum!" He shouted.

"You love me any way." I grinned.

"I do!" He spun me and we walked to the hotel.

We entered in his room and I sat on his bed.

"Is this a coincidence or you asked for this same room?"

"Coincidence." He grinned "and punch your number in my phone book right now." He handled his cell to me.

"Password?" I looked up at him.

" Nuroto ." He said rubbing back of his neck "What?!" I laughed while punching in the password and saved my number.

I removed my heels and folded my legs on the bed. He sat beside.

"I am tired." I said and layed on the bed.

"I have to sleep on sofa again." He sighed and I looked up at him "Why? This bed is big enough for two." I said.

"You sure?" He asked, I nodded "Positive "

"Let me change." He said as he pick his track pant and t-shirt and walked inside the washroom.

He came back and lay down on bed. I layed beside him.

"Can I switch off the lights?" He asked and I quickly replied "No!"

He chuckled "Fine." And he wrapped his arms around me. I smiled closing my eyes. I turned on his side and I too, wrapped my arms around him, burring my face in his chest.

He moved his fingers in my hair and I fell asleep in his arms.

Someone knocked on my door disturbing my sleep. I opened my eyes as I saw her face, peacefully sleeping on my chest and our hands intertwined.

I kissed her palms, carefully placing her on pillow, not wanting to disturb her sleep.

I walked and opened the door.

"Bhai you?" I asked as I saw Samar and opened the door wide opened.

"Woh mai-" he walked in and stopped as his eyes landed on Warisha.

He looked at me probably thinking what he shouldn't!

"Sanam" "Bhai." We said at same time.

"You are thinking wrong. " I said and he looked at me in disbelief.

"What are you doing Sanam? She is a kid."

"Bhai, jo tu soch raha hai waise kuch nahi hai." I tried to explain myself but he shook his head "I love her, Samar! Please stop whatever you are thinking."

"We will talk about it later." He said as he saw her waking up and left.

She sat up and cheered "Good Morning. Was Samar here?" She asked.

"Fresh hojao. I am coming and yeah, there's a dress for you in there." I pointed.

"Where are you going?" She asked "Samar" I said and closed the door behind.

I knocked at Samar's door,he opened "Agaya tu." He said as he let me in.

"What was that Sanam?" He asked.

"She was just sleeping. "

"You could have let her share Suman's room." And I was quite. He was right, why didn't I think that?

"Kuch bhi nahi hua,Samar."

"I know that Sanam! I know you." He said and I relaxed. "But what if it didn't work out? What if you guys have to leave each other? " as his words came out,my heart felt heavy "Aisa kuch nahi hoga." I blurted

"Sanam, you guys don't know anything about each other. Yaha tak ke you don't even know what her last name is!"

"I know you love her Sanam. I have seen you all those years. But ek baar,ek baar soch. Kya main kuch galat khe raha hu?"

"You are not wrong, neither are we. We will make it work out. " I said more to myself then him and left from there.

I pushed open my room's door and she screamed leaning his back on a wall.

Shit! She was getting dressed! I quickly turned away,covering my eyes "sorry!"

"Sanam! You can knock you know?" She scolded.

"I said I am sorry." I repeated and she sighed in anger.

"What kind of dress you have chose? Zip band hi nahi horahi!" She complained.

I turned and saw her. She was looking so pretty in that blue and white floral dress ending just above her knees. And her curly hair falling till her waist, still wet.

"Beautiful. " I whispered and she frowned "Zip?"

I walked toward her and she stood still at her place. I slid my hand on her back, looking into her those beautiful chocolate brown eyes. I removed her hand from the zip and pulled it up.

"You are looking beautiful. " I said in ear and moved back. She turned a slight shade of pink.

Then it was my turn to get freshen up. As the cold water flow on my body my mind was replaying Samar's word. He was right. But we are right too.

I have spent three nights with her but I never crossed my limits. I slammed my hand on bathroom's wall again and the bruise started to bleed.