My brother's best friend

Chapter 15

It was late in the afternoon and the stadium was now deserted, if one doesn't count the sweepers who were clearing the mess created by the students in the stands.The time however, stood still as Sameer and Naina stood wrapped around each other too closely, inside the warm and cosy changing rooms

Naina was still in Sameer's arms and her hands were on his naked chest, though her mouth was on his, as her tongue fought for dominance. Sameer was holding her dainty waist steadily, making sure that she doesn't collapse on the ground. As the second kiss ended, Sameer and Naina broke apart, panting for air, though neither of them was satisfied.

Sameer kept his hand on her face, as she shivered. He cupped her face and brought her lips back to his own, and Naina responded extremely enthusiastically. When Sameer had basically sucked all the sweetness out of her mouth, he broke away, only to meet her lips again after some time. They continued this cycle, until there was absolutely no energy left in Naina. She collapsed on his chest, and he wrapped his arms around her petite figure, resting his head on hers.

They stood there for sometime, until they finally came back to there senses. He released her from his hold and Naina straightened herself up awkwardly. Sameer rubbed the back of his head and stared at her as she fixed her clothes and bit his lip to control himself from claiming her lips again. He cleared his throat and spoke,
"Tum gate par jaakar wait karo, main wo.. shirt pehenke aata hoon"

Naina rushed to the door and quickly opened it. She stood in the corridor and looked around, waiting for him. What was this? What had just happened? He surely didn't just.. well... kiss her. She blushed into a deep shape of red and lowered her head, thinking about what just happened. He did kiss her, so does he... well possibly... he might actually... have feelings for her! This thought definitely made her happy, as a wide smile adored her face. The fact that he is not a playboy anymore; he feels bad about what he did in the past; he is so responsible and caring; and on the top of that, he might actually have feelings for her lifted her spirits. Right now however, she looked at the door anxiously, waiting for him to come out.

On the other hand, Sameer was totally different. What had he done? What just happened? It can't happen, it shouldn't have happened...it was wrong. But it didn't seem wrong. It was so natural to them, like breathing or like living, bound to happen and bound to remain like this. But no. He took advantage of her innocence. He is a jerk. However, a voice in his head soon interrupted, but she did respond. She kissed him back and even touched him. He shook his head and countered, She doesn't know anything, she is too young and innocent. She didn't understand the magnitude of what just happened. She got carried away.He is her brother's best friend, and this should never have happened. His desires and physical pleasure is not greater that her well-being.

But he was determined to set the things right. His goal was clear in his head, he had to ignore Naina Aggarwal. He had to shut her out of his life. He tried his best to be platonic and un-physical friends with her, but now he had to behave like a wall around her.

His gaze suddenly fell on a beautiful blue piece of jewelry, and without a second thought, he kept in his pocket and headed out. The moment Naina saw him, she came to her enthusiastically, and in response, he just bent his head guiltily and didn't meet her gaze. He started walking towards the entrance of the stadium, making sure that she was following him and she doesn't get lost.

Naina was extremely heartbroken to say the least. How could he do that? He didn't even look at her. He just walked away. Maybe the kiss meant nothing... But Naina brushed off these negative thoughts and believed her heart, who knew that he feels something. It might not be love, but it is definitely something.

She tried to start a conversation with him, but he ignored her call and instead engaged in a conversation with a second-year boy who was standing at the corner. The second-year didn't quiet understand why was college hero Sameer Maheshwari interested in talking to him, but he still looked quiet happy. The boy started a conversation about how the Indian politics were getting horribly ruined these days, and he planned to join Congress.