Her point of view-
Why did he touch me in that way ?? Even he wants my body??
Are relationships only about s*x??
Frustrated i asked him to pull over and he did it instantly…
I got out of the car and he followed me suit …
I threw the aanchal ( pallu ) of the saree i was wearing on the ground and shouted
“Yahi chaiye na tumhe” ..
He looked surprised..shocked and then hurt…
I was confused…
His point of view-
I picked up her aanchal ( pallu ) and wrapped it around her like a shawl..
She burst out crying …i hugged her tight ..she too reciprocated the hug and sobbed into my shirt..
Why does she always cry when i wear my favourite shirt??
I have these weird fascination with my clothes u know ..i neva throw them…but i do buy new one too…
I feel like the old clothes have memories with me which i cant let go of..
Once her sobs die down .. i make her sit in the car and kiss her forhead..and whisper in ears that i will never touch her without her permission …
Her point of view-
We reached his room in the hotel…he asked me freshen up and left the room…
I had hurted him once more with my stupid behaviour…but he asusual had been patient with me ..
I recalled his argument with dad and broke down in the bath tub …
His words ringing in my ears ..
His point of view-
I retured to the room to check on her and also to get some sleep..
It had been a long day and i needed some rest..
As soon as i entered my room i called out to her..she dint respond..
She has weird habbits you see…she never responds when i call out to her…
I heard some voice from the bathroom..so i tried knocking it..but to my surprise it was open…she saw her sitting in the bathtub all numb with her clothes still on…
The shower was on with cold water and she seemed unaffected by it …
I went near her…now i could see the water flowing from top of her head..through her long hair ..to her bare waist…and town in the tub…
The thought was making me crazy…
Her wet body was arousing the manhood in me..
I could’t hold myself any longer and went more close to her..
Her point of view-
I saw him enter the bathroom..
I scanned him from top to bottom …he was wearing a sky blue shirt with casual black jeans …
The shirt was wet due to sweat or the water i am not sure … and i really dint care at that moment because i could see his well sculpted chest beyond it…
That made me crave to hold him in my arms and feel the warmth…
As soon as he came near me…i flung my arms around him..and hugged him as tightly as possible…
His point of view-
She hugged me tight and i couldn’t control my emotions anymore…i kissed her lips hungrily…quenching my thirst of i dont know how long…
She kissed me back with equal passion…
I picked her up in my arms from the bathtub and lay her on the bed all this while never breaking eye contact ..
I lay her down on the bed and adored her beauty…her saree was drenched and stuck to all her curves…
Her point of view-
He came over me and started kissing me wildly..and i dug my nails on his back pressing his body more into mine…
After we had made out for a while he lay beside me and closed his eyes…
“I want to tell u something” i said gathering up some courage …
” Hmmm ” he said with his eyes closed…
I told him all about the night..about dad…everything even about what had happened today..
When he din’t reply for sometime i craned my neck and looked over at him…
He wast fast asleep..probably tired from the long day .
.or because of me… and i could feel heat rising on my cheek with just the thought
Hold on was i blushing??
I kissed his forhead..changed my clothes and lay down beside him closing my eyes..
This felt so good…
His point of view-
I woke up and saw my angel sleeping next to me…
I rubbed my eyes once..twice…thrice…i dont know how many times just to make sure i wasn’t dreaming..
After i was convinced that she was actually there..i cuddeled upto her…placing my arms tightly around her and pulling her closer to my chest as my fear of waking up alone took better of me …