chapter 65
Fairytale Love
[Aru's p.o.v ]    I woke up after a weird dream in which I actually confessed to her. Not just confessed, I told her I was jealous and even hugged her.   I sat there tying my hairs as they were all over me . The dream kept replaying in my mind. The way her hands held me , her gentle words and the way she kept saying she was mine , mine. It all started with her pinning me to the door and demanding for a kiss-  My fingers involuntarily rose to my lips gently rubbing them." No you didn't give me a chance to go that far darling.", it was her voice . She walked out of the kitchen with a plate in one hand and mug in another . What's this? Why is she here? Did I wake up from a dream in a dream? She sat besides me munching onto the chips. " What's wrong?" I must have been staring long enough for her to ask that. But - this wasn't real now , was it?I slowly stretched my hand to her face and she didn't even flinch. Just raised an eyebrow questioning me. I gently pressed the finger , poking her cheek. There was no response. Just me staring at her and her staring back but with a confused expression. This isn't real. Or is it? I pulled her cheek and she yelped. " What the hell?" I immediately retreated my hand biting down my lip. " That's not how you check if it's a dream or reality.Pull your own cheek ! " She sat there rubbing her cheek. Did I pull it that hard? " How - Why are you here?" " Because you are here."" Huh?"" Home is where the heart is." Wasn't this girl wincing in pain right now? Back to flirting? Does sound like real Vibha. But ain't dreams replication of reality to some extent? " Because I am your roommate love."My roommate?Wait-Dad's friend - his daughter - Shoot! I should have guessed. Does that mean , this- that all - it wasn't dream. I actually did all of that? The look of horror must have consumed because I could see the shift in her expressions. " Hey hey love. Are you okay? " , she asked as she reached out to hold me by my shoulders.I kept staring at her. I don't know what I was thinking. I was sorry for what I did? I was embarrassed? I wanted to run away? " It's okay. I am here. I told you I love you right? I only yours darling. What are you scared of? You don't really have to be jealous of anyone. For me it's only you . " She read me wrong but now the way she is trying to console me even I beleive I am jealous and I feel hurt. She pulled me into a hug and kept her sweet whispering going on. I wasn't even hearing it all now. My sole focus was on trying to control my heartbeat which obiviously I couldn't. She pulled away again and cupped my cheeks staring straight into my soul. " I am yours and only yours. Okay love?" I am supposed to answer that? I don't know. I just nodded. " Good now?" . I nodded again . I am at loss of words . " Go freshen up . I will make you coffee. " , she said it with a sweet smile. No smirk? I sat there confused as she stood up heading to kitchen. " Get up baby. Don't be this lazy now. Or do you want me to carry you?", she teased and I immediately got up walking inside. " Wrong way love. You can't use dish soap to wash face -", she mocked and I changed my track going to the other room. It was just one BHK and I was lost. This is embarassing. And what is more is her leaning against kitchen door frame with her hands folded in front of her chest chuckling at me. I got inside the washroom and shut the door lock sliding down to the floor . What the hell did you do Arushi? I pressed my fingers into my hairs messing them. I was being caged and I only wanted an escape but she pushed me to my limits; I yelled at her telling she treated me like a toy messing with my feelings and that I was jealous of that girl clinging to her. She tried to console me and she said she only loves me ever since she knows me and I will be the only one she will love. She said she loves me , she said she's only mine. Mine.Only mine. I slapped my hand against my mouth shutting myself up suppressing my urge to scream. I stressed myself to remember it again and again and again and again until I was all giddy and grinning. There was a slight knock on the door and it was enough to get me back to reality - her being here with me. How was this reality? It was too good to be a reality. " Aru, Love ? Do you like your coffee bitter or sweet?", she asked and it took me a good while to pull myself together and respond. I was way too scared for my voice to give me out. I blame her , can't she just call me Arushi? What's with Aru and Love?" Sweet. "" How much?"Just as much you are being right now. " Just put two spoons I will add if I need. "" Okay ."I freshened up and stepped out , looking around for her. She wasn't in the bedroom must be in kitchen or hall. I checked the kitchen and there she was stirring coffee , her hairs undone all over her shoulders and face covering it , she wore a simple grey hoodie and still managed to look this good. What's wrong with me? " Don't stare at me like you caught me mixing poison in your coffee.", she joked as she handed it to me. " Who knows. " " Woah- I literally let you sleep on my lap, confessed so many times and you still don't trust me? That hurt ."" Was meant to."" Rude. " " You deserve it. " Her phone rang and that distracted the argument she answered it. " Hello?" " Yes Dad. No I haven't asked her yet. "" Yeah will decide and let you know. "" Don't worry. I am grown up now. I can manage Dad."" Yeah. Love you too. Good Night. "I looked at her still stirring the coffee she handed me. " It was Dad. He asked if we are going to hire a maid , go with tiffin system, cafeteria or cook for ourselves. " " I , I don't know how to cook- the best I can do is omelette." She chuckled and stepped closer her hand snaking behind my waist. I didn't push her away. In my defence, I had coffee in hand which I didn't want to spill. " Why does my wife need to cook when I am here?"Did she just call me her- What's wrong with her?No what's wrong with me. Why did my lips betray into a smile? Why am I looking away? Why am I feeling an entire dance floor in my stomach? Why am -" Is my love shy at being called wife?", she was so close whispering that I could feel her breath on my cheek. " Shut up" that was supposed to come more harsher but it sounded like a request." Make me ."