Between Us Comic Novels & Stories

"Cut." Stuart said and it's a wrap. Our drama is done. "Thankyou." I bowed to all the staff and after this we have an interview about our drama. Me and Sky never talked again. We both are in our own world. We work and work only, we only talk when camera roll and still our chemistry is good.

“With love. But still.” I laughed. “Okay. Deal.” He smirked. “But if I ever get sick? I expect pancakes. And SpongeBob marathons.” “Done,” I said, clinking my mug to his invisible one. “With foot rubs.” “Absolutely not.” We grinned at each other like two idiots who somehow made it through a spontaneous road trip, an emotional awakening, and a case of mild man-flu without killing each other. Progress. Then, as if the universe needed to remind us we were still very much on Earth, my phone buzzed again.

Between us. And no amount of showers was going to wash that away.

"We make things complicated for ourselves. Our mind makes us believe that its untangling things but in reality it's just twisting everything up. Just listen to your heart, it makes things a lot simpler." He paid for both of our ice-creams and we made our way to an empty booth in the corner. He gave me a playful wink. "This is on me. I owe you for taking you to that illegal street race." Someone turned on the jukebox and Linkin Park's 'Numb' started playing. "Oh my God I love this song." I gushed excitedly. "Have you heard it-" I started but my words died in my throat when I realized what I'd done.

Hatred. "Let's get a divorce."

“So what made him an asshole, today?" "Promise you wouldn't tell on me?" I said with a stern tone, and he glanced at my face briefly. “I wouldn't!" "Alright! But first, tell me why you are friends with him?” I asked, and he smiled again. “I'm not just friends with him. We are actually distant cousins. Maternal distance cousins! Remember what I said about being like-minded with the CEO?” He asked and I remembered it. “You are actually cousins! And he had the nerve to assume we are fucking each other?” I asked and he laughs out softly.

It was never boring to say the least. During our brief pause we shared a quiet moment—no words, just an unspoken understanding. We had always communicated well, but over time, it had become something deeper. Now, we didn’t need to speak to know we were all feeling the same thing. We steadied our heart rates and we were ready to head back. This time I paced them a bit longer but, of course, I had to show off. Around mile 10, I tapped into my second wind and again - dusted them.

Release came in shared waves, leaving them closer than ever. They lay together afterward, the conversation continuing. Alex expressed his mixed feelings about the payment, the vulnerability of accepting help, but ultimately the relief it brought. Rowan reassured him again that it came from love, not dominance. They talked about the future beyond the tower, beyond Elias — quiet dreams of a life without constant surveillance. The emotional intimacy matched the physical, solidifying the obsessive bond.

Because I do. Practice is rough that day. My head’s not in it. Mason notices immediately. When we’re finally done, we walk out to the parking lot together. He’s grinning like an idiot. “So,” he says, bumping my shoulder, “you and Lena, huh?” “It’s not a date,” I mutter. “Sure it’s not.” “It’s not,” I repeat. “We’re just catching up.” “Right,” he says, dragging out the word. “Catching up. At a café. At one. Alone.”

No doubt that time runs very fast. The sangeet function was marvelous and i really loved it. There were many times when i cried and laughed but at the end i really enjoyed it. The sangeet function ended with my and Aakash's couple dance. It was kind of romantic. And i noticed something really interesting. There was some kind of spark between Bhai and Shanaya. Maybe i am thinking too much or maybe there is really something between them. After our dance performance we all had our dinner and left for home. I felt that Aakash wanted to talk to me but i ignored him and kept distance from him