The Confession

Hello people!!!My humblest apologies for the late update 😔And without any further ado, here comes the next chapter.

~~~Bekarar karke hume yu na jaiye...Aapko humari kasam laut aaiye...

Shubman slowly pulled away from Anamika's lips, unwillingly but needing to breathe. The woman looked thoroughly kissed, her eyes hooded, lips swollen as she took huge gulps of air. Her hand moved to the side of his face from his hair, as she ran her thumb along his lower lip line, probably to remove her lipstick that had stained him. If you asked him, he didn't care but he was enjoying her thumb running along his lips. She finally moved her gaze and looked up at him through her lashes.

Anamika looked into his eyes to find his pupils blown out leaving a tiny strip of brown around them. Her heart was beating too fast, she couldn't take it anymore to keep looking in his eyes. So, she averted her eyes towards the city, but Shubman kept his hand on her cheek to make her look at him."Why can't I get you out of my head, Anu? Why does my mind keep thinking about you all the time?" He took her hand in his and brought it to his chest. Anamika could feel the hard muscle below her hand, but also his rapid heart beat. "It doesn't beat this fast even after an intense training session. What are you doing to me? Do you feel the same too?" His eyes held raw emotions as he spoke, the moonlight making him look almost regal. All Anamika could do was nod, a sigh leaving her lips "Shub..""I know it will be difficult, given the long distance and how deranged my schedule is. But can we give this a chance? I haven't felt something like this in a long time and I don't want to let it go. I don't want to let you go. Will you be my girlfriend?" Shubman finally said out loud whatever had been going on in his mind. He looked at Anamika as she struggled to find her words."Shub, can you hug me?", she finally said. Her heartbeats erratic as she took all this in. Shubman Gill, the prince of ICT, her teenage crush, had just asked her to be his girlfriend. As she stood there wrapped in his arms, with hers wrapped around his waist. "Yes Shubman, I'll be your girlfriend." She said softly, her voice muffled by his chest where she rested her head. She took in the cinnamony smell of his cologne as he tightened his hold on her. He pulled away from the hug, the smell of her lily perfume still tingling in his nostrils. "I've something for you! Come with me!" He dragged her to the car's door and ducked in, fishing out something from the glove box. He brought out a little velvet box and handed it to Anamika, asking her to open it. In that box lay a beautiful rose quartz pendant in a teardrop shape with a tiny butterfly attached to it. It went through a dainty silver chain making it look ever so elegant. "This is so beautiful!" She said softly."It's a rose quartz crystal, helps in calming one's nerves. I had just noticed you bouncing your leg or playing with your ring when you are nervous." She looked up at Shubman saying this, scratching the back of his neck nervously. She hadn't expected him to notice something so minute and get a gift based on it."But why the butterfly?" Anamika asked, gently probing the tiny butterfly with her finger."Nothing as such, I've seen you wear a lot of butterfly accessories." He shrugged. "May I?" He asked, forwarding his hand. Anamika nodded again, handing him the necklace as he came to stand behind her. He slowly gathered her hair to one side and pushed them on one shoulder, his fingers lingering in them. They were as soft as he had imagined. He clasped the necklace at the back of her neck and brought her hair back to lay across her back. Shubman rested his hands on her arms and leaned forward, his breath hot against her neck as he spoke. "And aren't you like a butterfly too? Pure, elusive and beautiful! My butterfly!"His words gave her a tingling feeling in her tummy, reminding her of a specific character from her favorite author's book. It felt very much like the time when he had winked at her or when he had touched her cheek to make her look at him. She slowly turned back to look at him and he pulled her in for another kiss. This one sweeter and more passionate than the last two they had shared. They were pulled back into the real world when Anamika's phone rang with her father's call. As she took her call, Shubman pulled out another little packet from the car and waited until she was done. He did not fail to notice how her hand kept going back to her lips every once in a while.When she finally came back, he held the packet in front of her. "Your Ishan bhaiya sent this for you." He said with a small smile. She opened it to find a dupatta decorated in Madhubani paintings. Each stroke and color adding to its beauty. "Wow!" She breathed out, slowly stroking the dupatta and suddenly remembered she had something for Shubman too. "I've something for you too,  just a minute." She brought out a packet from her bag and held out in front of him. Shubman opened the packet to find a beige crochet shirt in it. "Actually I visited an artisans' fair with Sandhya, a couple of weeks ago. This shirt reminded me of you, I mean it will look really beautiful on you. Do you like it?" She rambled as she subconsciously started playing with her necklace. Shubman smiled, noticing this and took her hand in his again. "It's really pretty. Thank you!" He punctuated this with a little peck on her cheek, that made her blush a little.

An hour later, the two found themselves on their way to the airport. Anamika had her flight at 2 am and it was currently 11:30 pm. They had made a detour for Anamika to get her luggage and change into something comfortable. She now wore a light gray coord set with a black hoodie over it. "Do you think I should call Ishan bhaiya to thank him now?" She asked, breaking the comfortable silence that had fallen upon them."It's pretty late, he must be asleep. Hopefully." He whispered the last part to himself."Hmm okay..Are you going to tell him?" She asked tentatively."Ofcourse I will. He'll kill me if I don't!" The two laughed at that. "I'll call him tomorrow morning first and then perhaps tell Rohit bhai and Virat Bhai. I'll probably have to tell Rahul sir too." Shubman said as if making a mental note of it. "Whom will you tell?""Ohh... I'll tell my friends, Sandhya, Pooja and of course my brother." Anamika replied counting off the names on her fingers."Okay... Do you mind if I turn on the radio?" She nodded to that and the car was filled with the voice of Farida Khanum.

Aaj jane ki zid na karo,Yuhi pehlu mein baithe raho...

Anamika felt Shubman take her hand and place it on the gear stick with his on top. If someone had told her a year ago that she'd be here with Shubman Gill in his car after spending a day with him and kissing him, she'd have asked them what they were high on. It was unreal and surreal to say the least.The car came to a halt outside the airport and an awkward silence settled between them. "I'll see you soon?" Anamika asked her heart suddenly heavy to leave him behind. He nodded and before anything else could be said, Shubman removed both their seat belts and pulled her in for another kiss as they faintly heard the music from the radio.

Waqt ki qaid mein zindagi hai magar,Chand ghadiya yahi hai jo azaad haiChand ghadiya yahi hai jo azaad haiInko khokar meri jan-e-jahanUmra bhar na tadapte raho..

He wanted to keep kissing her, keep her with him all the time, but she had to leave, she had a job and a career very much like him. As they pulled away from the kiss, he lightly kissed her forehead. Thankfully, his car had tinted windows and windscreen that kept them away from the public eye.The two got down the car, Shubman with his mask and cap, and he got her luggage out of the trunk. Anamika hugged him tightly, taking in his scent and imprinting this moment in her head. She pulled away slowly and pecked his lips through the mask, making his eyes go wide and chuckled a little at that."Bye!" She whispered, taking hold of her bag's handle."Bye!" He whispered back and saw as she turned around to leave. He watched her until she was almost inside, the moment taking him back to the time he had dropped her at Churchgate station one time. He saw her turn around and wave at him, he waved back and finally got inside the car. He started the car and the radio, not wanting to drive back in silence and took off to go home finally. After a long time, he smiled that beautiful dimpled smile of his as his eyes fell on the paper bag with the shirt and box of laddoos Anamika had given him. He drove back smiling and humming to the music as his mind took him back to the day's adventures.

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Anamika's pendant

Shubman's shirt

Would love to hear your thoughts on this!!And work has been keeping me very busy but I'll try to update this story fortnightly from now on 💕🎀