Chapter Seven

Solving the situation, Khushi had shifted back to her regular schedule, working at the daycare after school like she used to. Things went back to normal with Arnav and Khushi spending time during their free time and on the weekends. Arnav would ignore Viren and Sheetal, still pissed at them for their attitude, mostly at Sheetal. Khushi tried to make him understand, but he wouldn't budge.

Soon, Arnav and Khushi had become the star people on campus. They even got a couple name (which I'm sure many of us know ;-) lolz): ArShi. All over campus, that's all people buzzed about. ArShi this, ArShi that - nonstop ArShi. But who couldn't? Some even actually started to think that they were cute together.

Though most people actually started to like seeing ArShi together, there were some who didn't whatsoever. One person in particular: Sheetal. Sheetal couldn't stand the two together. She would go the other way when she saw them together, disgusted seeing a handsome guy like Arnav with a nothing like Khushi.

One day when she was late to class intentionally, she was going to class, when she saw Arnav. Finding it a chance to talk alone, she followed him. Arnav was faster than she was and he just zoomed around, but Sheetal followed behind.

When she turned the corner, she saw Arnav leaning against the wall. She was about to go to him, when Khushi appeared, which ticked Sheetal off.

"Arnav," Khushi began, "why did you tell me to meet you here?"

Arnav held his hand out and Khushi placed hers in his. He pulled her in and Khushi widened her eyes and looked at his mischievous grin.

"Because I can," he simply said.

Khushi felt slightly scared. "A-Arnav I-I-I have c-class-"

"It can wait," he said, tucking her hair behind her hair.

Sheetal scowled. Look at her, she said in her head, acting all cutesy and innocent, she twitched her lips.

"Arnav-"

"Shh," Arnav shushed Khushi. "Just a few minutes."

"But Arnav, it's an important lecture-"

"It doesn't matter," he cupped her face, "because I know my Khushi is a bright woman."

Khuushi looked into his eyes. "Really?"

"With all my heart."

Khushi smiled a shy smile, blushing lightly.

Are you serious, Sheetal exclaimed in her head. She was about to go and say something, when Arnav turned Khushi and himself around, backing Khushi up against the wall.

"Arnav, what are you-"

But Arnav cut Khushi off, kissing her. Khushi was surprised by his sudden action and Sheetal's jaw had dropped to the ground. Eventually Khushi's eyes drifted shut and she melted into Arnav's kiss. She let out a tiny moan and Arnav let out a small growl from his throat. He grew hungry for her and deepened the kiss, holding Khushi up against the wall with his hips.

Sheetal couldn't believe what he was seeing with her own two eyes. She was in complete shock! Her eyes were just stuck on ArShi.

Arnav let go of Khushi's lips and trailed down to her neck. Khushi's eyes were wide, pupils dilated.

"Arnav," Khushi whispered as she felt him suck on her neck.

Arnav's hands went to her waist and held her in place. Khushi had her arms wrapped around his neck, one hand going in his hair instinctively.

"Arnav please," Khushi whispered.

She felt him nibble on her neck and she took in a sharp breath, grasping his hair tight. Arnav blew against it and looked up at her wide, doe-like eyes. Leaning in, he kissed her lips softly and gave it a love bite.

"Mmph," Khushi moaned.

Arnav smiled and kissed the corner of her mouth. "I love you Khushi," he whispered.

Sheetal gaped.

"I love you too Arnav," Khushi whispered back.

Arnav ran his nose along hers and nuzzled her hair, while Sheetal was fuming. She turned away and leaned back against the wall. She couldn't believe what she had just seen! Unable to stand there another second, she stormed away.

"What does she think of herself," she huffed to herself. "Her! That loser! With Arnav?! What the hell?! I mean his dad is the fucking mayor and her parents-"

Sheetal stopped in her tracks.

"Wait a minute... her parents. ... her parents?"

The corner of her lips slightly curved.

"Her parents," she smirked an evil smirk.

*~*

Garima was finishing up with lunch when the phone rang. Shashi was out so she lowered the heat on the stove and went to get the phone.

"Hello," she said into the phone.

"Garima Gupta," the person asked.

"Yes, who is this?"

"Doesn't matter. Let's just say I'm a person to help you."

"Help me? What do you mean?"

"Help you as in save your social status."

Garima was getting slightly pissed. "Meaning?"

"Mrs. Gupta, did you know that your daughter Khushi Kumari Gupta has been going around town with a man?"

Garima's eyes widened. "What," she asked exasperated.

"Yes. Your daughter Khushi has been going around town with a guy - her boyfriend."

Garima gaped.

"I just thought you might want to know, since your daughter and that man are really, extremely close so...."

Garima fumed. "Well," she said calmly, "thank you for the information."

"No problem. My pleasure, anytime."

Garima nodded and placed the phone down. "That girl is done for."

*~*

Sheetal put her phone in her pocket. "Problem done, dealt, gone," she smirked.

*~*

Arnav brushed Khushi's hair aside and kissed her ear, the side of her face, and nibbled on her neck.

"Arnav, please," Khushi whispered.

He let go and shook his head, rubbing his nose on her neck, and then went back to nibbling on it.

"Arnav please? Im trying to study."

"Then try harder," he murmured against her neck.

"I can't," she shivered.

"Why not," he teased.

"You know why," she said, barely audible.

He smiled against her neck and hugged her. Arnav and Khushi were out in the backyard of the daycare, all alone. Khushi sat between Arnav's legs, trying to study, while Arnav tried to distract her.

Arnav made her look at him and tucked in a strand of hair. "Sweetheart, I know you're very smart. You'll do fine on your finals."

"I hope so," she grumbled.

"You will; I know it."

Khushi put her book down and turned to look at him. "How is it that you have so much faith in me?"

Arnav leaned back, supporting himself with one arm. "Because I love you," he said, brushing her bangs behind her ears.

"Do you really?"

"Yes."

"Really?"

Arnav stopped playing with her hair and looked at her. In a split second, he turned them over, laying her on her back and trapping him with his legs, pinning her wrists above her head. Khushi gaped up at Arnav, her eyes wide and slightly scared.

"Were there ever any doubts," Arnav asked, teasingly.

Khushi noticed the glint in his eyes and shook her head.

Arnav smirked. "I didn't think so."

He leaned in and nibbled on her neck, Khushi shutting her eyes due to her fluttering heart. He sucked hard on her flesh and she grasped onto his hair.

"Arnav," she whispered.

Arnav lightly blew on her neck and let go to look at her. She looked right back into his eyes, his gleaming, soft eyes.

"Khushi, I love you. I without a doubt, 100 percent love you. Without you, my world feels like nothing. Those few days without you... I can't even explain how I felt because there are no words to describe it. With you... my world feels perfect. Seriously Khushi, I love you. I really, truly-"

But Arnav didn't get to finish. Khushi cupped his face and kissed him hard, like her life depended on it. Arnav was still at first, but then he kissed her back.

Khushi let go. "I'm sorry I doubted you-"

"Shh," Arnav soothed. "Don't-"

"But-"

"Khushi, no. I know you didn't mean to doubt me. From what's been going on in your life...."

Tears pricked in Khushi's eyes. Arnav shook his head, gesturing not to cry, and then hugged her.

"It's okay baby," Arnav soothed. "Everything will be alright."

Khushi nodded. "But... I don't know why, but I'm getting a bad feeling-"

"Shh. Everything will be alright."