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Time she broke my heart - Love Series




Second-year of high school was much fun than the first one. I had finally found a group of guys like me and we hardly spent time on our classes. Satish and Saurav were staying on hostel and science exhibitions were near. Sometimes, I used to come to college, go to their room, take off my uniform, wear their clothes and finally step out of the college. The funny thing was that no one would catch us. And even if anyone did, we'd always have something in our pockets and say we were out to get some stuff, for the exhibition. We then used to spend most of our time on Greenwich café, talking about politics, phycology and women. This was fun.
But still, I used to feel sad and different. I thought "Maybe this is puberty messing around with my head". But No! Something was different, something was missing. I could sometimes feel my heart beating loudly around my chest and the rumble it brought with it, used to terrify me. Sometimes I felt like my veins have bulged up and the whole circulation paused for a moment like my blood used to dance terribly around my veins. I used to get tired easily and had to struggle for a gasp of air. Satish, I and Saurav we were so much together but I was dying of loneliness. I really needed someone to share my problems with or say "someone to take care of my heart"
I don't want to bore you with all the other parts, let's jump into the context. So, one day, I was scrolling through my feeds on Facebook. I saw a picture of a girl named Shriya (name changed) on the friend suggestion list. Lately, I had been hearing a lot about her. But I hadn't cared about it. Still, there was something about her, which intruded me. My instincts told me that she was the person I am in need of. I clicked her profile and scrolled through her timeline. Yes! My instincts were true.
I sent her a friend request and a notification popped up "Shrijya accepted your friend request".
Damn! That felt good. She was online. I knew her, but she didn’t know me! So, I felt kinda inappropriate to text her, right after she accepted my request. Also, I didn’t know how to start the conversation (I'm not so good at talking) So, I didn’t care much. I was too busy handling things of my own.
But a few weeks later, I saw a post which reminded me of her. She had uploaded a picture of her with a white jacket (I'm not sure if they call it jacket)
I thought of commenting on her photo, thinking, if she replies to me back, I'll inbox her.
I commented on her photo and she replied back.
"Hi Miss :) " I then texted her
"Yes, Saurav :) " She replied back.
And this chat went on, for 2 hours. I told her almost everything about me and so did she. In these few hours, two strangers became friends. The next day she told me to meet her. I must say, she was quite friendly.
The next day, it was a pretty evening when I was waiting for her near the stationary shop. I was just checking her Instagram when she arrived.
Shrijya's hair fell across her eyes, as she looked at me. She took it away, showing her beautiful eye-lashes and placed it neatly at her ears. She then smiled at me. My heart began to rumble, and my veins started to bulge again, but I knew, I shouldn't be worried about it.
My hands got sweaty as I waved at her. She waved me back. Her hips were swaying as she walked towards me. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever met. She gave me a polite hug and sat beside me.
"Oh hey," I said to her "You look beautiful".
"Thanks, you too look good!"

Her beauty had weakened my senses and I could barely speak. So, I kept quiet and just answered her questions. Slowly we became closer than we already were. Suddenly she placed her hands around my wrist. Her hands were softer than the best fabric of silk ever woven, I felt like I took a holy bath in Milky Way galaxy. My pulses started to rise. I am damn sure, she felt my pulse.
"Your pulses are high, do you have any problem?" she asked.
"No, sometimes I just feel uneasy, especially during the night" I said.
"Don't worry, now that I'm here, everything will be fine" she smiled
Her smile was filling beams of hope on me. I felt good. We then talked for a while.
"I think we should leave, it's getting dark" I said to her.
"Umm... Yea, we should" She asserted me.
"Sooo…, I'll meet you tomorrow" I smiled.
"Yes, of course" She smiled back.
She grabbed her coat and we both left the café.

I walked her to the house and then walked towards mine. It was around 8 when I reached my house. I didn't feel hungry that night. I went to my room to take off my shirt but the smell of her perfume kept diffusing from my shirt. For a moment I thought she was with me. I prepared a cup of coffee and went to the terrace. I couldn't yet get her smile off my mind. I looked here and there. The green hills were as curved as her hips, and the dark clouds above were just as silky as her black hair. The moon was exactly like the tika, she wore on her forehead, and the stars looked just as shiny as her eyes.
I felt a sudden touch at the tip of my lips, it was the wind. "A few seconds ago, I touched her lips, and now I'm touching yours" It whispered in my ears.
"What do you mean?" I tried talking to the wind
"Oh! You know what I mean" the wind blinked at me "Just close your eyes!"
Something was strange about this wind. I closed my eyes.
The wind slowly moved her lips around mine, to make it easy for her, I grabbed her close; she then locked me inside her hands and dissolved me around her invisible breasts. I felt like a child again. I buried my face in her warm breasts and leaned my head against her shoulders. She started to play with my hair "Have faith Saurav! Everything is going to be all right. "she was constantly whispering my ears.
The thought of her being with me and her words were comforting me, but at the same time, it was terrifying me "What if things don't turn right? What if she denies it? What if I lose her? And above all, What if I lose myself?"

The next morning, I woke up fresher than ever. I had a big smile on my face, my mother said that I looked good today. She made me breakfast and I was ready to go to college.


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