No One Else Like You

(15) Let Me Make You Happy

  It must have been love but it's over now,

it was all that I wanted, now I'm living without.

It must have been love but it's over now 

The phone rang bringing me back to my senses. 

I kissed him back. 

His arms which had raked by waist earlier left it immediately on hearing the ringing of the phone. It seemed like I had grown two heads because I didn't realize that I was touching his chest and holding his face. My face grew redder as I took my hands off him. I didn't know what to say or do. This was completely unexpected. I didn't think he was going to kiss me and most importantly, I didn't know I was going to kiss him back. 

To my relief he spoke first. 

"You should take that," he said. He wasn't even looking at me, he had busied himself in clearing the table. With a blank mind, I decided to listen to him and took the call. 

"Oh hey Raven," I said and went out the kitchen. 

"Hey, I have been texting and you were not replying. Bad manners or what?" he said coolly. How is Raven always in such a good mood? He makes me feel like I belong to the Great Depression. 

"Don't you have some autographs to sign? Pictures to click?" I replied, annoyed.

"Rude. Anyway, forgot your promise? What do I get for the roses?" he asked and laughed a little. 

"I don't know. What do you want?"

"You promised to help me amp up my bachelor pad before my mother comes right?" he asked and I looked around. Aman was still in the kitchen. 

"Oh...."

"Although, I would like it if you go to dinner with me first."

"What?"

"Come on, it's this great restaurant in The Shangri-La, where I have a shoot tomorrow. I am new in the city. I don't have much friends except you know people who are just friends because of who I am now. I want to be with someone real for today. Is that so bad?" 

"No, Raven."

"Is that a yes?" 

I thought about it. I just kissed Aman and I really wanted to ask Aman what this meant. We live together, we slept together and now we kissed. Is it just something physical for him now? Or is it more? 

Of course it can't be more. He is selling our house. He wants to move on. 

Ever since I have come here,  I just feel like crying. All beautiful memories have come up. And I have realized how much I have loved him. Everything about him, every moment with him. 

It is so hard to move on. 

But I have to. 

"Sure, Raven." 

I heard myself say. 

**

I didn't want Raven picking me up. He insisted but it was better if I could go out without any questions from Aman. But he saw me leave anyway. He did look at me for a good minute when I came out of my room, all dressed in a black knee length dress and high heels which were going to kill my feet by the end of the evening. 

But surprisingly, he didn't ask any questions about where I was going. So I got in a cab which I had booked half an early  and within forty five minutes I was at The Shangri-La.