I was talking on the phone when I felt arms around my waist, I immediately knew it was Nandini so I wrapped an arm around and pulled her in front of me
Her back rested against the railing in the balcony, she was sandwiched in-between the railing and I
she pouted at me making me smile, I lowered my face and kissed her forehead
"Who are you talking to" she asked
"It better get done" I said on the phone
it will sir" the person on the phone said
I cut the call slipping it in my pocket.
"Who was that" she asked
"Hmm just someone that was doing something for me" I said trying not to expose the surprise I have for her
she tilted her head a little in confusion making me smile
"Its something"
"But what?" She asked
"Its a surprise for my butterfly" a grin covered her lips making me smile
"Surprise"
"Yes darling, a surprise"
"What is the surprise" she asked making me chuckle
"Its a surprise love, I can't tell you yet" I spoke caressing her hair
"Nooo tell me now" she whinesss
"Nandini"
"Mani please, at least a hint"
"Shhh no hints, no guesses. I need you to wait okay"
"But"
"Can you please wait for me jaan" I asked
She pouted tilting her head but then nodded
"Good girl" I whispered kissing her forehead
"Manik what is this trip for? I mean I love this but you have to practice and us being here prevents that so what's going on?"
I shook my head at her concern, she is perfect, she really is.
"I can practice in a week and this trip is for us. For you and I"
"Us? How? I mean we could have gone for ice cream or something back at home"
"Nandini jaan I have some things I wanna talk to you about"
"Is it bad? Did I do something?" She asked
A sense of insecurity was reflecting in her tone and her eyes, her beautiful big eyes
"No hun, its nothing bad I just wanted to talk to you"
"About what" she asked tilting her head
"Its just about these 6 months" a frown covered her forehead
"I know you don't want to talk about it"
"No its not that" she said interrupting me moving away from my arms
She turned around so her back was against my chest.
"Its not that I don't wanna talk about it, it just hurts me" she whispered
"I understand that"
"No you don't mani, with all due respect you don't know what it felt like and no it wasn't something small"
"I know" I whispered
She turned around again and held onto the sides of my hoodie that I was wearing
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His Best Friend
RomanceShe is his need, his therapy, his calm. He is this angry, impulsive, grumpy flirt. She needs his warmth and care. He cannot function without her and she cannot without him. She is his best freind He is her Prince Charming. What happens when the flir...
