Chapter Three

Khushi sat at her desk and was studying, when she started to remember earlier today and how she and Arnav were studying together in the library. All the moments came back to her crystal clear like it just happened a second ago. Thinking about it made her smile. She didn't even realize she was smiling. Just then her mother came in.

“What the hell is wrong with you,” she asked.

Khushi looked away and returned to her book.

“You’re smiling like love-sick idiot.”

Khushi looked up, her eyes wide. Love, she wondered.

Her mother placed her clothes down and placed her hand on her hip and looked at her. “Don’t get any funky ideas. When it comes time to your marriage, it’ll be who we decide.”

Khushi looked side to side.

“Waise bhi, you should’ve been married by now and probably with a kid. But no, you’re still in school getting your education done.”

Khushi went back to her book.

“What’s the point in you studying anyways? After marriage, you’ll be home all day and will be busy doing house chores and taking care of the kids. So then why bother?”

Khushi didn't say anything.

“Well, at least the good thing here is that your father and I don’t have to pay for you.”

She left Khushi’s room and after a few seconds of control, Khushi got up and shut her doors and locked it. She slid down to her feet and began to cry. It always hurt her when her parents would say things like that to her. She didn't like it one bit, but she never said a word.

After regaining a steady breath, she went back to studying, but couldn't focus. She decided to go to sleep, without even eating.

*~*

Arnav noticed that Khushi was gloomy. The sorrow in her eyes had increased, and she seemed very down. He decided not to say a word to her. He noticed throughout the day how she was like that. She also was the next few days, and it just stayed there, but she didn't allow it to appear on her face. But her eyes were the biggest big away.

These days, at the library, they would talk even more. When the new semester started, they had Business Administration together again, as well as lunch. They would still see each other at the library and would talk. Some people began to notice the closeness and it spread throughout the school.

As time passed on, Khushi began to get strange feelings that she had never felt before. Same too with Arnav. At one point Khushi began to realize when it was Arnav coming through the doors before he had even come in. It was crazy! She didn’t get it, but slowly, very slowly, she began to feel different. Her heart would race and she would feel extremely shy around Arnav.

What’s happening to me, Khushi thought one day, lying down in her bed.

It was the weekend and since the moment she woke up, all she could think about was Arnav.

Why can’t I stop thinking about him? I mean it’s insane! I’ve never felt this way about anyone before. … Is this normal?

Throughout the whole day, all she could think of was Arnav. Be it she was doing house chores or nothing, that’s all she thought of.

Going to bed that night, she had one crazy dream. Well, to her crazy, but in reality… erotic.

*Mature Content*
In her dream, she was with Arnav, alone. They were in a room together and he was holding her very close to him. Khushi blushed, looking away, and Arnav caressed her face and made her look up at him. Leaning in very close, he kissed her and Khushi relaxed and let him take control of her. Her feet began to give away and Arnav held her tightly to support her. He slowly led her back and carefully laid her down onto a bed. He came hovering above her and they were stuck into eye lock. Without a word, Arnav kissed her forehead, her cheeks, her nose, and then her chin. Khushi was practically panting, and just as he was about to kiss her, she pushed him away and made a run for it. But Arnav was fast and caught her pallu and she froze, placing her hands over her chest. She looked back at her Arnav, her expression asking him to let go, but Arnav smirked a sexy smirk and pulled on her pallu. Her sari unraveled and Arnav caught her. Khushi turned away, her back facing him, and Arnav nibbled on her neck, while pulling the strings of her blouse. Khushi froze and Arnav slipped his hands underneath the fabric and pulled it over her head. Khushi realized then that she wasn't wearing a bra and she quickly covered herself. Arnav smiled to her shyness and sat down on the bed and turned her to face him. Khushi blushed and looked away from him. Arnav kept his eyes on her and pulled the string to her petticoat. It fell to the floor and Khushi realized she wasn't wearing anything there either and tried to cross her legs, but Arnav caught her legs. Khushi looked at him in confusion and Arnav continued that smirk of his. He placed his foot in between her feet, forcing her legs apart. Khushi didn't understand a thing that was going on, but she felt the thud-feeling down there. Before Khushi could ask what he was doing, Arnav leaned in and Khushi felt his mouth there. Khushi gasped freezing and feeling her blood rush there. Arnav sucked and Khushi’s mouth parted as she caught on air. He sucked harder and Khushi grabbed his hair. His hair felt extremely soft, but it wasn't enough to distract her from what Arnav was doing. Arnav tightened his grip her legs and Khushi gasped again, pulling on his hair.

"Arnav please," she begged.

But Arnav increased his pressure and her body shook. Khushi let out a groan and Arnav tightened his hold on her. Arnav looked up at her and Khushi looked down at him, panting. He continued his torture while looking up at her. Khushi felt the build-up down there and her body bowed as Arnav started to circle her clitoris.

"Ooooh! Arnav!"

Khushi held his hair tightly, pulling at it. Arnav added more force, going faster with his circles. Khushi's body bowed, the build-up increasing even more. Trying to keep control on her breath, she couldn't do it for long and shattered into a million pieces, yelling his name as she came.

Khushi woke up immediately and sat up, panting. She poured herself a glass of water and drank it. Leaning her pillow up, she rested back and shut her eyes. She moved her legs and felt a drafty feeling. Moving her covers aside, Khushi looked in between her legs. Her salwar looked perfectly fine, so she laid back. But as she moved, she felt that drafty feeling and closed her legs together. That's when she felt the wetness.

What in the world, she thought.

She moved her legs and realized that her panties were wet. Unsure, she moved her hands above her panty and felt it wet. Khushi shot back, taking her hands out immediately. Her eyes shot wide and she gaped.

"Did I... did I just have... a wet dream," she whispered aloud to herself. "And... and of Arnav?"

She shut her eyes and an image of Arnav flashed in her head. It was of him, sitting in the library, next to her, with his hands folded. He was resting his forehead on it, facing her, with that glorifying, sexy smile, his eyes shining. She immediately opened them and gaped.

"Am I.... I'm losing it, I must be."

She drank some more water and went back to sleep, but she only thought of Arnav. Arnav, Arnav, Arnav. Nonstop Arnav. Khushi thought she was really losing it, but then she managed to fall asleep.

*~*

At school, Khushi felt completely weird. What would she do when she saw him? Hopefully she wouldn't get all weird around him.

But she did.

"Hey Khushi," Arnav said as he sat down beside her.

Khushi blinked, gulping down her confidence. "H-h-hi."

Arnav looked at her perplexed, a trace of a smile running on his lips. "You okay?"

"Y-y-yeah." He's just a friend, he's just a friend, she repeated in her head, like a mantra.

Arnav just shook his head and they paid attention to the class. When class ended, Khushi dashed out and Arnav found it really weird. The day passed and Arnav went to the library. He sat next to Khushi and tapped her.

"Hey Kush," he smiled.

Khushi peeked from her book and wave, and went right back to her book.

Arnav found it odd and tapped her again. She didn't turn to look at him, and Arnav tapped her again. Once again, Khushi didn't look again. Arnav found this very annoying and pulled on her book. Khushi held the book tightly; not letting Arnav put it down. He tried again, but Khushi wouldn't let him.

 “Khushi, what the hell? Why are you hiding?”

Arnav tugged harder on the book and saw her really red, tomato-red face. Khushi looked side to side and she hid her face on the desk, wrapping her arms around her head. Arnav scrunched his eyebrows and looked at her.

“What… the…? Khushi, are you okay?”

Khushi shook her head.

“What’s wrong?”

She shook her head.

“You’re not going to tell me?”

She nodded.

“Why?”

Khushi didn't move.

Arnav couldn't help but to think of her reactions. First in class, and now here. Something was up, definitely. Just as he was about to ask, he remembered the times before, how other women have acted around him. Certain actions of Khushi’s were very similar to the actions of what those women have done. And in the end, those women ended up liking him.

If I’m correct, he thought, then….

Arnav wanted to test his theory, so he laid his head down on the desk as well, resting it on his arms, and looked at Khushi.

“Khushi,” he called his voice soft and humble.

Khushi shuddered slightly, but it wasn't missed by Arnav.

“Khushi,” he said even softer.

Khushi wanted to turn and look at him, but she couldn't.

“Khushi? Please look at me.”

Khushi took a deep breath. She really wanted to look at Arnav. Slowly, she turned her head and rested it on her arms and looked at Arnav, surprised to see him directly next to her. She slightly moved away, but Arnav grabbed her arm and Khushi stilled.

“Khushi?”

Khushi gulped, looking straight into Arnav’s eyes.

“Why are you acting like this Khushi?”

Khushi gulped and shook her head.

“Tell me? Please?”

Khushi shook her head and hid her face again.

“Are you feeling shy?”

Khushi bit her lip and thought for a moment, remembering back to the gypsy’s words.

*Flashback*

“…trust your heart. Follow it, and all happiness that you have never received in life, will be fulfilled."

"But how?"

"From one man," she smiled.

*End of Flashback*

Could he be him, Khushi wondered.

*Flashback*

That one man will help you receive the love and happiness you deserve.

*End of Flashback*

Dhak-dhak! Dhak-dhak!
Dhak-dhak! Dhak-dhak!

Khushi took in a shaky deep breath.

“Khushi? Can I tell you something?”

Khushi nodded.

“I… I… I love you.”

Khushi looked up and at him, her lips parted from shock. Arnav looked straight into her eyes, his eyes telling her that she was telling him the truth. Khushi gasped, completely in shock.

“I love you Khushi.”

Her eyes swelled and a lone tear went down her cheek.

Arnav sat up and held her cheek. “No baby, don’t cry.”

Khushi looked into his eyes.

“Don’t cry,” he said soothingly.

Her whole life, no one had ever comforted Khushi when she cried. No one. Not her mom, nor her dad. And now here today, a man that she barely knew was comforting her, asking her not to cry.

Dhak-dhak! Dhak-dhak!
Dhak-dhak! Dhak-dhak!

Khushi tried to swallow down the lump in her throat, but it wouldn't go.

“Khushi?”

Khushi charged at Arnav and hugged him tightly. She cried into his neck and Arnav held her tightly, giving her comfort.

“Khushi? Why are you crying?”

Khushi held onto his neck, crying, shaking her head.

Arnav pulled her away to look at her and wiped her face. “Please Khushi, don’t cry.”

Khushi shook her head and calmed down.

“Are you okay?”

She nodded.

Arnav held her hands. “I’m sorry.”

“Why?” Her voice was really small.

“I guess I shouldn't have said anything, because I've upset you-”

“No! No, Arnav, you haven’t upset me. In fact you've made me happy. Really happy.”

“Really?”

Khushi nodded. “That was the first time anyone has ever told me that they love me.”

Arnav was taken aback. “First time? What about your parents.”

Tears formed again and she shook her head.

“Oh, baby,” and he pulled her in to a hug.

Khushi felt so much comfort in his arms and she wanted it to stay this way. Her hands were over his chest and she felt his heart thump.

Dhak-dhak! Dhak-dhak!
Dhak-dhak! Dhak-dhak!

Just like hers. It made Khushi smile and she hugged him tightly.

“Khushi, I love you. I promise, that with me, I will give you so much love, you will go crazy from it.”

Khushi couldn't help but to let out a light chuckle and she snuggled into him. “I… I love you Arnav.”

Arnav pulled away. "Say it again."

Khushi blushed. "I... I love you."

Arnav smiled like a little boy and hugged her tightly. "I love you too, Khushi."

And they hugged, stuck in their own little world, no one around to bother them.