Always is not Forever のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

[ A L I N A ' S P O V ] "I don't think I can do this," I mumbled to the phone, clutching it tightly under my grip. My words seemed shaken, my hands seemed shaken. Huh, the whole of me was shaken to the core. The white tall building sat across me with its intimidating look . The students peered in and out, some in groups others lonely like me, trying to adjust to the first day of college. College. Finally, I was in college, away from my family and learning to live on my own even if I had been doing it since a long time ago. I closed my eyes and scolded myself for thinking about it again. It was a new start, a new place and a new dream. It was College. All I had to do was enjoy like any other adolescent, make friends and live my life to fullest even if it meant I had to pretend about it. No more sadness, tears and the pain of the past. "You're worrying for no reason," he said from the other side. "It isn't that bad. Just some seniors bonding with juniors." I bit my lower lip. "Yo

"Want another?" Kabir asked, grinning at my behavior. Agitated, I threw the tissue box at him but he shifts his body at the right time, letting the box fall across the hall, disappearing into his room. How could he grin at it? "I don't want to stay with her!" I exaggerated. "She tore my book. That was my favorite book. Poor Jace and Clary." Sniffing, I cleaned my cheeks with the help of tissue paper. As soon I had seen my torn book in her hands, I had screamed, like a big scream. All she had to say in her defense was that she lost her mascara. For a mascara, my book had to be killed. What was fair in all of it? So, like a mature girl, I waved it off, but intentionally, I was thinking of inviting my fellow shadow hunters to come and hunt her because she was a demon. A demon who could kill Jace. My book boyfriend. I had even gotten my stele and ruins ready. "But I like that girl." Wearing a smug look, Kabir sat opposite to me. "Some guts she has to tear your book and not even sayin

Throwing my bag on the canteen table, I took the nearby chair and slouched on it. I cursed lowly under my breath seeing Grisha barging into the canteen along with her friends at the backside. Frantically, I roamed my gaze around the small packed area, crossing my fingers to save me from the wrath of my girlfriend, and there she came. I ran my hand over my face, chanting all the prayers I had stored in my mind while on the other hand, my friends laughed at my side. Glaring at them to shut up their stupid fiasco, I stood up from my chair and greeted Alina. She sat down next to me, and the longer I stared at her, I realized she had no idea of anything. To confirm my doubts, I looked at Kriti, who passed me a disgusted look and paid attention to her books. Kriti was overreacting. It wasn't like I slept with Grisha. It was just a unharmful dance. "Guess what?" Alina jumped in her seat, clutching my hands in hers. "Mom called last night. Nani and nanu are ready to talk to me." That brou

Paying the cabbie, we hopped off and I stared at the place in front of me."They have the best coffee. Trust me." Swallowing my doubts, I followed her into the place and the sudden smell of coffee made me a dizzy a bit but I controlled it. Too much strong.Looking around the place, I found a table at the corner of the place and pointed my direction to it. Walking through the aisle, we settled and I stared down at the menu."What are-""Hey." Hearing his voice, I clutched the menu tighter and glared at Kriti, who only shrugged her shoulders in reply.What was he doing here? Didn't he have his GYM at this time? And I thought we were on the place of ignoring each other, refusing to acknowledge each other mistakes and behaving stubborn and rooted on our grounds.When I had explained all this to Nisha, she had cursed Kabir and offered to talk to him, but I brushed her off. She had more important problems in her own life, and no matter what happened between us, it was supposed to stay betwee

"Where is Dhruv?" I asked the house taker, and she pointed her finger to his room. Muttering weak thanks, I climbed up the stairs, jumping one after another. Forgetting all my manners of knocking the door, I opened it with a grin. "I'm bac—Fuck! Damn it! Dhruv yaar! Darwaza toh lock kr lia kr.!" Two bodies scrambled out of the bed. Cursing further, I stepped out of the room and took a deep breath to clear my vision of the horror I had just witnessed. I had seen Dhruv shirtless, but this damn it. Huh! I was going to vomit. "Don't vomit all over the floor." A voice interrupted my thoughts. Pulling my gaze, I saw a lean boy standing in front of me. "Rahul. Hey. You were here?" He nodded. "Left to the living room when I heard the moans. Didn't you hear them?" I shook my head. "I was too excited to meet him. Fuck my eyes." He laughed out loud, slapping my back. I glared at him, shoving his hand off my back. I wonder what his reactions would be to find almost two naked bodies. "I sho