03 • 𝐏𝐨𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦

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[ AMAYA ]

I closed my eyes as soon as I placed my belongings on my study table and dropped on my bed, tears were threatening to come out but I resisted them to be out. I swallowed a ton of air into me suddenly feeling suffocated just thinking about that moment

The door bell rang and i involuntarily stood up and went towards the door to see who it was

"HELLO! BABBYGIRLLLLLLLL" it's none other than my human-panda, Ayla. She came inside as I closed the door behind her and followed her behind which led to living room

"Ahem, what do you want to drink?" I asked as she plopped herself onto the couch

"Anything" she said as she looked at me crossing her legs and sat comfortably on the couch

"What about.... Tea?" I said can't able to contain my smile, she looked at me surprised as she understood what tea iam talking about

"HELL YEAH! IM THIRSTY!" she shouted, yes everyone thinks I'm deaf that's why they are all yelling like the world is coming to an end, god I might go deaf sooner than I thought

"Yeah yeah! Lower your fucking voice, I can't take these shoutings anymore" I said as i dramatically closed my ears and sat beside her

"Shoutings? Anymore? Who else shouts to irritate you other than me?" She asked as her eyes glimmered with curiosity

"Well.... Blah blah blah!" I told her everything what happened with ishaan from the way of his breathing took to the way of wind blew! I observed every small detail about him, I still can see him in front of me because i observed him that much, as I was telling everything ayla's mouth stretched so much indicating that she lost her mind

"Girl, are you still alive??!" Ayla shouted as she jumped on me mirroring my happiness with her grins and giggles

"Never more alive than this!" I shouted along with her as I felt really happy and grateful that i have best friend like her who feeds my imaginations but exception this is reality, the sweetest desert

"Dayum! I'm proud of you my girl!" She said as she hugged me then settled back onto the couch

"Hehe! You should be, who am I? The very great Amaya kumar" I said as i stood up and did a dramatic laughing while putting my hands on my waist

"Yes yes, your grace, you are the one and only great Amaya Kumar" she said as stood up and bowed to me on her knees then putting her hand on her heart like she's very grateful

"Hahaha! Let's stop it, we might get Oscar awards" i said as I laughed and fell onto the floor, my breath heaved

"How was it?" Ayla this time with a change of tone asked me as she lay on the bare floor companying me

"How should I describe it? Not the words of my favourite language could picture my heart heavy race when I witnessed his glory presence closer to me, nor the chilly wind and sparkling lights of the day light could describe his perfect smile, his perfect voice... " I said as i closed my eyes and breathed deeply inhaling his invisible scent which lingered within me a few minutes ago

"Girl is becoming a poet for him" Ayla said as she teased me grinning

"Yes.. I want to fill his soul in my words, I want to feel his every inch in my soul, like my words, like my poem which i sculpted for him, I want him to listen to it and feel it with every emotion i felt..." I said as i suddenly sat straight and looked at Ayla

"That sounds like obsession" she said as she chuckled nervously

"Aye! No, no, it was just pure love also lust to be honest... I assure you I'm not going to become a creep" i said as I laughed and placed my hand on hers squeezing it softly as my words are going to be emotional

"I just... You know? I just love him... I want to feel him that's all, but I think it's not possible" i said trying to convince myself to not fall deeper to wound myself more

"But Amaya, until yesterday it was also not possible to meet him, but you did it anyways" she said as she held my hand closer to hers clutching it securely as she realised my fear

"but Ayla, I don't want to rub salt on my bare wounds.." i said as i signed controlling my heightened feelings

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[ Ishaan ]

"Tell me, why did you come?" I said as I looked at the unwanted guest sitting on the couch like he owns this house

"Can't you at least give me a glass of water?" He said knitting his eyebrows at me like he got offended

"You just come here without telling me and sit on the couch that i bought but the one feeling is you" I said as i kicked him away and sat on the couch as he dropped to the side of the couch

"you bastard!" He yelled at me as he threw a pillow on my handsome face, do i sit and watch? No right, so i, being the best friend, did the thing he hates.... I messed up his hair so hard that it looks like a house that belongs to birds (nest)

"Ah fuck you!" He shouted pretty hard earning a slap on his back from me

"Not in the mood, now tell me why are you here?" I asked him as I leaned onto the couch and sir comfortably

"I found it" he said as he smirked feeling proud of his success for the thing I asked him to do

"Really?! It was pretty illegal, but you managed it??" I said as my eyes grew wider because the thing I asked him isn't hard but illegal

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To be continued <3

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