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March 1, 2015

I hugged myself as the gush of cool air passed me in the corridor, waiting for Darsh to open the door. "I will get the clothes, feed your dog", I said and went to another side of the house, and opened the sliding door to the balcony only to get sprinkled by the rain. Why is it raining in the middle of March again? I got the clothes inside drenching myself in the process. "Darsh?" I called for him when I didn't see him anywhere. "In here", he replied from his room.

With a little hesitation, I went in. He gave me a disapproving gaze and said I should have left them out there instead of getting soaked and went to get a towel from his cupboard. I rolled my eyes and stood there looking around his room. When something on his table caught my eye. Seriously? A diary? I smirked checking if he was out of his little closet.

I grabbed the book and tried to open it, but suddenly I was caught by my waist and got lifted into the air, my back to his chest. "It's off-limits", he said, it left me shivering and my senses amplified as he whispered with his lips brushing my ear. The hand around my waist had a splint for his fractured hand and the other one caught the journal in my hands. As much as I love to feel these tingles for a few more seconds, I need to know what's that he is protecting even with a cast around his hand.

I poked hard on his splint which made him release me with a stream of curses. I ran out of his room with a squeal and almost reached the main door when he caught my hand and trapped me between him and the door. I was breathing rapidly with all the adrenaline rush. The second he caught my hand, out of desperation to win I kept the dairy inside my drenched t-shirt and balanced it between trousers and t-shirt.

"Really? Do you think I wouldn't dare?", he said further backing me up into the door. I tried to push him even though I want to be close to him as much as I possibly can. My reluctant pushing was futile as he caught both my arms like a manacle behind me dragging me into him. He bought his face above me so, his hair caressed my cheeks and it made me curl my toes as his breath danced in the crook of my neck.

I closed my eyes clouded by the feelings as I felt his free hand moving from the side of my hip to the waist, he started lifting my shirt, and I was jolted out of my trance when his cast touched my bare skin. I tried to free myself again but, his grip didn't waver a little.

I exhaled and inhaled slowly to come to my senses, If he could come this far I would go to any extent too with that thought, I stood on my toes and brushed my lips with his and pecked him. My legs wobbled ready to give up when he released me with a sharp intake and stood there dumbfounded. I took the chance to get out of there and ran into my flat and before anyone can see me rushed into my room.

Once inside the room, I closed the door and slid down to the floor. My heart was pumping blood so fast that it could compete with the speed of light. Did I just? Or is this all a dream? I changed into dry clothes hiding the journal and went to eat as if nothing happened. My goofy smile turned upside down when Darsh came in and sat right beside me.

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