Till Forever Falls Apart

11). Anika

ANIKA

Oh.My.God.

Zane is here. Like here, here. At the place where I work.

When I told him where I work, I never thought that he would actually figure out the location and come here to see me. 

Seeing him standing there, staring at me with those beautiful, ocean blue eyes and a wide smile covering his handsome face, I really thought I was hallucinating. Even when Sasha said that she's also seeing him, I didn't believe her. Only when I touched his face, the reality hit me. 

He really is here.

His pictures didn't do him any justice. He is not only devastatingly handsome, but he is fucking gorgeous.

Gorgeous, like the kind of man Taylor Swift sings about.

Holly hell. Did that really just happen? Is Zane really here? And did he really asked me out? Should I even go? I mean, I came here with only one thing in my mind and that was to start my own Dance Academy. Starting things with him could really mess that plan up and I can't afford to do that.

"Yes, yes and yes." Suddenly Sasha's voice boomed from behind me. 

I gasped and turned around. "Oh lord! What's up with people sneaking up and scaring the hell out of me." I said, looking around the break room "Also, what the hell does yes, yes and yes mean?"

"The answer to your first three questions. As for whether you should go out with him or not? That's for you to decide." She said shrugging.

"Did I said that out loud?" I asked in a sheepish voice.

"Yup." She said popping the p. "Also we need to talk about that, opening the 'dance academy' dream of yours."

Oh shit. She heard that too. I still try to act fool. "What dance academy?"

She glared at me and said, "Anika Verma, don't you try to lie to me again. You have been doing that for the past eleven months. Not this time. We'll talk about this later." 

Uh-oh. Sasha taking my full name is a sign that this really bothers her. She is the sweetest girl, I've ever met. She rarely gets angry. And her being pissed off right now, means that I've hurt her. 

So I did the only thing I know, can calm and reassure her. Honesty.

I hugged her and said, "I'm sorry, Sasha. I'm really, really sorry. I never wanted to hurt you. But I did and I apologise for that. I'll tell you everything about it but as you said, later. Right now, I think I should go."

I let her go and she said with a grin, "Yeah, you should. Your hero is waiting for you."

I laughed. "Yeah, bye."

I walked out front and saw him waiting for me. His blue, intense eyes made contact with me. Oh god, why did you have to make him so damn handsome. 

"Shall we go?" He asked me.

"Uh, yeah. We first need to go to my apartment, so that I can take a shower and change into something else." 

"You look perfectly beautiful in this dungaree dress." He said.

I blushed. Oh god, why is it that every time he compliments, my cheeks become heated and my stomach fills with this fuzzy feeling.

"Thank you, but I still need that shower. I've been working here since this morning. I probably even smell like coffee." I said, jokingly.

He took a step towards me and then he leaned towards my neck and… sniffed me?

Oh Lord! Is he breathing me in?

"Hmm.. you do smell like flowers mixed with some spice and smoke. Exactly how I like my coffee." He said, while still keeping his position intact.

His breath was tickling my neck. And all I was trying to tell my lungs was to breathe.

As soon as he came, he was gone. And I was able to breathe again. 

"Le-Let's leave before someone notices you." 

Why the hell am I stammering? Way to make the best first impression.

"Yeah." He said with a grin.

As soon as we came outside the shop, he grabbed my shoulders and said, "Can you close your eyes?" 

"Why?" I asked, narrowing my eyes.

"Just do it." He said.

"O-kayee."

I closed my eyes. "You are not going to kill me, right?" I asked jokingly.

I heard him taking a few steps away from me and then some crinkling of papers.

"Of course not, firefly. I can never even think about hurting you. Now, open your eyes." He said.

I slowly opened my eyes and right in front of me, was a beautiful bouquet of flowers. 

"Hi firefly, I am Zane. It feels really great to finally meet you." Then he gave me the flowers and said, "Beautiful flowers for the most beautiful girl in the world." 

"Oh my God, Zane!" I accepted the flowers. "These are really beautiful. Thank you so much for them."

"You know, this is the first time anyone's ever given me flowers." I confessed.

"Are you kidding me?" He asked with wide eyes.

I laughed. His expressions were hilarious to watch.

"No, I'm not. It's the truth."

"Not even that guy you had breakfast with yesterday?" He asked.

"What guy?" I asked, confused. 

What the hell is he saying? 

"The same guy, about whom you were telling Sasha about. Uhh.. Vicky something?"

Ahhhh.. he is talking about him.

I started cracking up. I somehow stopped laughing and said, "You mean, Vicky Kaushal?"

"Yeah." He muttered.

"Areee yaar, Vicky Kaushal is a famous Bollywood actor. It was just a sarcastic comment because I thought she was teasing me about you standing behind me." I explained to him.

"Ohhh… I see. So, you weren't out with anyone?" He asked.

"Nope. He is just my favorite actor. That's it."

"Ouch." He kept his right hand on his heart and said with a hurt expression on his face.

I laughed a little bit and said, " I mean my favorite Bollywood actor. In Hollywood, you are definitely my favorite one."

"One day, I will become your one and only favorite." He said with a wink.

His words sound gentle but there's something about his expressions that says that he will not stop, until he really makes it happen.

And to be honest, I think he will succeed.