Pani

"20 minutes break!" Remo sir announced and Armaan and I sighed in relief.

"What are you doing? " I asked Armaan when I saw him busy with his phone.

He flashed his phone's screen in front of me "Tweeting."

I gave him a thumbs up "Okay... Tum tweet karo. Main dusre rehearsals se ati hoon." I winked as I stood up to head towards SANAM's. He gave me a teasing look. I rolled my eyes but my cheeks were pink "Bye! " I said firmly with a grin.

I walked down to second floor where SANAM were having their rehearsals. When I entered, I saw Sanam holding Natasha in his arms and looking at her with intense love in his eyes.

Warisha! They are just being professional. What are you thinking? My subconscious scolded me and deciding that she was right I made my presence noticeable with a hello.

"Hey... Shorty is here! " K.D announced. Sanam turned and looked at me with a smile whereas Natasha gave me a formal smile which didn't reach her eyes. Ignoring her, I went to Sanam "hey... "

"How's your rehearsal going? " he asked giving me a side hug.

"Pretty cool. What about you? Enjoying yourself...? " I asked and as much as I tried to hide but my jealousy was looking so obvious.

Everyone laughed at me "Chote log gusse me kitne cute laghte hain na? " Natasha said while pulling my cheeks.

"Yeah... You're right! " Sanam laughed along with the other members in the room.

I was really pissed at Natasha for making me an object of laughing for everyone. I smiled at them "Aap bade log apna kaam kariye kyuki is.. " I pointed myself "choti bacchi ki choti se break khatm hone wali hai." (You older people can continue your work because this young girl's small break is about to end.) Saying this I turned to leave, as the door closed slowly, all I could heard was loud laugh.

I walked to my rehearsing room and after observing my behavior Armaan asked me what happened and I narrated him whole story. He kept staring at me for five second and then started laughing, saying that they were just pulling my leg. I stuck my tongue at him and we resumed our rehearsals shortly.

Rehearsing and workshop days passed a quite roughly because I was not very comfortable doing or giving romantic expression. Even I reminded myself that AM is also my crush, I should do it but it was just not happening.

On the day of our shoot after completing our first half the director gave us break till the next shot was set up. Armaan was very tired because of his busy schedule so he said that he would like to take a nap instead of roaming around.

As Armaan went to sleep, so I decided to walk out from this closed set and get some fresh air. I remembered that Sanam were doing their cafe scene today. While passing by their set I saw that they were on a break.. I guessed as Keshav was busy with his phone, Samar was having snacks, Venky was looking at monitor and Sanam, it looked as he was having a fun chat with Natasha as he was laughing whole heartedly. I smiled seeing him and decided that I should call him to ask about his day and if is there any chance that we can meet for a little while.

I took out my phone and dialed his number, my eyes never left his laughing figure. He picked the phone from table and silenced the bell without even bothering to check whose call it was.

"Sanam.. " I mumbled under my breath. Maybe they are talking about something important.. That's why he didn't answer my call. I thought.

But it doesn't seems so. The devil inside me smirked. I groaned at her and resumed my walk but not towards SANAM... Just roaming around.

After taking a ten minutes walk, I started to walk back towards my set but in between the vanity van's parking section, someone pulled me by wrist which really freaked me. I was ready to scream my lungs out but my voice faded as his palms clamped my mouth. My hand was pinned beside my head as he held it when I was about to the person.

"God! Always ready to kill someone! " my favourite voice spoke, calming my racing heart just by his words. I opened my eyes to look at his.

"Walking pass my set and not bothering to meet me? " he raised his brows questioningly. I just moved my pupil from left to right to make him understand a 'No'.

"What? " he asked confusedly and then I realized that my one hand is free! Urgh Warisha! You're such an idiot! Using my free hand I removed his palm from my mouth.

"I wanted to but it seemed you were busy with some work or some" I said sweetly emphasizing on 'one'.

"Acha... So someone is jealous.... " he smirked.

I rolled my eyes at him "My break is over.. I have to go... " I said drly while walking passed him.

As much to my disappointment he didn't stopped me for once neither he called my name.

"Kyu ayega? Haina waha woh churail Natasha... Has rahe honge uski jokes par! " I kept on murmuring words like that. As soon as I stepped on set, my make up team started to paint my face again (touch up).

When AM and I were standing in front of each other waiting for 'action', every eyes landed on the new face which arrived on our set, which was none other than my Mr. Puri!

I did a winning dance in my hide and Armaan winked at me seeing my suppressed smile. The music was played and the with director's Action, Armaan slids his arm around my waist, pulling me closer to himself. I looked up at him to meet his eyes and then down again while blushing as we practiced. We continued our scene and after hearing director's cut we moved a part.

"Great shot! "

Both of us smiled at the compliment. My eyes searched Sanam who was no where to be found. Before I could ask about him the crew member said "Change into your dance sequence dress. You have an hour only! "

I nodded while my eyes searched for Sanam, half hearted I walked in my vanity. While removing my accessories I kept on thinking about him. I shrieked in shock or fear, whatever you name it, when I saw his figure standing behind me through mirror.

"You scared me Sanam." I sighed looking down and removing my finger rings.

"Nice shot it was... So much LOVE between you and him."

I looked at him happily "Was it?" I turned towards him "you know.. I was very nervous when we were rehearsing for the same but then I reminded myself that Warisha... Armaan is your crush right? It's an awesome opportunity. Just live this moment! It was my dream after all! " I grinned.

He gave me an astonished look "So... it was your dream to romance with Armaan.. good! Congrats! "

Oh! Oh shit! Warisha idiot Ahmed! What the hell you said right now? And that also to your boyfriend! Oh man! Someone give me an award.

Quickly I stood up "Ah.. Sanam.. I didn't.. I didn't mean.. -"

He kept his index finger on my lips "Ssshhh... " and I froze. He walked forward and I kept walking back until my back touched the mirror surface.

"You already know that I am jealous right now, don't you? " he asked and I gave a slight.

"Sanam.. I.. I have only one hour to.. For shoot. " I said weakly. His intense stare was making me nervous.

"Let me help you then, 'cause I'm not in a mood to leave you here."

"Huh? " I looked at him confusedly, gulping the lump which was forming in my throat. I closed my eyes when his fingertips brushed my ear as he removed my earring. The contact of his finger with my skin was like spark.

My breath was becoming shallow and I looked down. He brushed the hair off from my face and removed the other earring, I titled my head a little because of that ticklish sensation.

Seriously! My knees are going weak and my head is kind off spinning because I cannot handle this proximity with him right now.

"Sanam... " I breath as he turned me, my hand resting on the mirror where I saw his reflection staring at me intently. I felt a knot being twisted inside my stomach. He was looking different, his eyes were cold and dark. It was missing the warmness which it always had.

He swept my hair from my back and rested it on my shoulder. I arched a little in reflex of the touch. His fingertips brushed my back and I shivered closing my eyes.

"I really hate it when you were close to someone else.. Even if that was for camera. " he whispered in my ear and left a peck on my neck.

"Sanam don't... " I whispered . He slowly removed the thin neck piece jewelry which gave me goosebumps. His hands lingered on my back a quite longer and I shivered when I felt his breath on my shoulder.

"Don't what? " he asked me as he rested his chin on my shoulder and his dark eyes looked at me through mirror as he snaked his arm around my waist as he left trails of soft Peck on my neck and shoulder.

"Whatever you are doing right now." I said nervously.

"What whatever? " he asked again making me face.

God! Why do he has to play like this as if he doesn't know what he is doing and how that if effecting me.

He made me look in his eyes "Bolo.. "

"Sanam.. I am getting late. " I skipped his question.

"Today I have decided that I won't attend your romantic sequence shoot because I can never see you in someone else's arm. I know it's stupid but I cannot help. And this lipstick isn't going with your dress. " and with that he captured my lips with his. It was like someone has given me a high voltage current all of sudden. He was not kissing me like he always do. He was freaking punishing me! He was giving me a punishing kiss!

I tried to push him away but he held my hand close to him and fisting my hair lightly with other, crocking my head. I didn't responded to that kiss. I stood there frozen in his arms.

When he broke our kiss and moved back, I didn't even dared to look up at him. It was the very first time that I didn't wanted to look at him. I was embarrassed, I was feeling humiliated and I was angry.

He stood there for few moments. Maybe waiting to hear something from me but I didn't spoke a single word nor did I made any eye contact with him. My gaze was fixed on the van's floor.

Without saying anything he left from there and I started at the same spot for quite a long time.

What's happening with him? He was never like this. He never use to get angry and today... Today he puni... Urgh! I cannot even imagine my Sanam doing something like this but he did. He actually did... but why?

With the knock in my door I got out from my ocean of thought and asked the person to come in. It was my make up crew, who would give me my new look.

I turned to take a look at myself. My cheeks were flushed and lips... Abnormally pink and slightly swollen and not to mention burning. Burning instead of warm. Burning from his kiss, his punishing kiss.

God! How embarrassing. Agar kisi ne Sanam ko yaha se jate dekha hoga toh they all will.... Damn!

"You're looking so pretty with those natural blush." Tina, the make up artist said and I just smiled.