Until my last breathe[COMPLETED✅]

Nakli bukhaar

"Arey maa-sa aap? Aap waha kyu khade ho? Andar aaiye na" sanchi said with a soft smile

"Aryan chai-" Vasanti was about to complete when Aryan stood up and said

"Mujhe nahi chahiye" He mentioned plainly. Sanchi noticed Vasanti's eyes getting glossy as she was about to cry. Sanchi held her hand and took her into the kitchen

"Maa-sa aap bilkul chinta mat kijiye Aryan jald hi aapse baat Karna shuru kar denge ye mera promise hai," She said with a cute smile. She hugged Vasanti and rubbed her back in assurance

"Mujhe maaf kardo beta maine tumhe galat samjha" Vasanti said while crying meanwhile Sanchi wiped her tears and smiled softly

"Bado ko sorry nahi bolna chahiye maa-sa aur agar aapse galti ho gayi to thik hai na aap ko apni galti ka ehesaas ho raha hai ye important baat hai aur aap hi ne kaha tha na ki mai aapki beti hu to ek beti apne maa se kabhi gussa nahi ho sakti" Sanchi said meanwhile Vasanti chuckled and kissed Sanchi's forehead

"Sacchi mai bohot bhagyawaan hu jo mujhe tum meri bahu ho," Vasanti said while caressing Sanchi's hair. Sanchi chuckled with tears and replied

"Lucky to mai hu jo mujhe itni cute maa-sa mili," Sanchi said just then they heard Aryan screaming Sanchi's name

"Maa-sa mai abhi aayi" She left

~In Archi's room

"Kya hua chilla kyu rahe ho-" Sanchi said while entering the room just then a shirt came flying and fell on her face. She groaned and removed that shirt

"Meri Voilet shirt kaha hai!?" Aryan roared

"Mere pocket mein hai" Sanchi mentioned with a tight smile

"Saree ko kabse pocket aane lage bhai?" Aryan asked innocently at which Sanchi smacked her forehead and went towards him

"Ye kya haal bana rakha hai room ka!? Kitna ganda kar rakha hai aapne humare room ko!" She yelled

"Ab mujhe meri Shirt nahi mil rahi thi isliye maine kiya hehe gussa kyu ho rahi ho-" Aryan said while slowly sliding his hand on her waist with a wide grin. She frowned and yelled in his face

"Gussa na hou to kya karu!?" Sanchi pushed him away

"Hatiye aap!"

"O-ok par mujhe meri shirt dhoondh ke dedo please," He said. She gave him a death glare and started searching for the shirt and found it within a second

"Saamne rakhi hui chiz nahi milti aapko!" She taunted 

"I SWEAR ISS SHIRT MEIN BHOOT HAI YE YAHA 1 SECOND PEHELE NAHI THI!" Aryan said with wide eyes. He came in front of her and showed his puppy face. Sanchi nodded in disbelief and headed towards the door when her leg got tripped in the clothes and she lost her balance. Aryan held her waist tightly and both fell on the bed. Sanchi closed her eyes tightly and clutched his shirt. Aryan's lips parted when he felt her heart beating faster against her chest. His entire body trembled as a current passed through his spine. Sanchi opened her eyes and a dupatta fell on their heads. 

She looked at Aryan and found his hazel-green orbs already staring at her. Her lips parted when she found his pupil extending. Aryan traced her temple to her jawline with his index finger which made her shiver. Her eyebrows hugged together and she closed her eyes, feeling her skin burn by his touch. Aryan lifted his body a little and closed the gap between their faces. Sanchi's stomach churned when his nose rubbed against hers. 

Her grip tightened and her breaths increased with a soft smile breaking on her lips. Aryan's lips pecked her upper lip and proceeded to peck her slowly. Sanchi was so eager to finally kiss him passionately but his sweet tortures made her frown. She cupped his cheek and locked their lips, slowly devouring the kiss. Her sweet juices mixed on Aryan's tongue when he explored her mouth with his tongue which lapped against her lips. Sanchi moaned when Aryan almost ate her lips and sank his head into the crook of her neck.