It started with a Kiss ch-14pg-17

Ok guys.. This story has been in my mind for quite some time now.. It's a completely different genre from what I have written so far. I've done mystery, thriller, supernatural and slight action.

Well this is romance through and through..  It could be long of I get enough response or I'll wind it up quicker.. I hope you all want read a mushy-mushy romance story from me.. though I don't think I am gud at romantic scenes and it takes me forever to get them right, I really wanted to write this one. So if some parts seem to lack in intensity or description please bear with me.

INTRODUCTION

How strange a turn your life can take if you end up kissing the wrong person? Or maybe person is right after all?

The shy Kashish never thought she had it in her to go after her love and pursue her dream. She lied and played crooked to get back her love.

Sujal played the crooked all his life, creating an image of him which was a lie, just to live his private life with peace and dignity. He never thought another lie could become his reality.

Just one innocent desperate kiss and both their lives never remained the same.

Should we blame it on the kiss or was it their fate?

PS: This story is written in time 10 years ago.. when some families in India were still extremely conservative and we didn't know about much about computers. Girls without a graduate degree were still considered good marriage material. Mobiles were a exclusive new fad.

Characters:-

Sujal Coulter: Rich, handsome and popular. He isn't a heartbreaker though.. He does have his string of affairs but no angry woman, coz angry woman would be bad for his dad's political career. He's the modern Casanova, a rich, good for nothing playboy or so everyone thought except for one person.

Kashish Sinha: Sheltered, innocent and beautiful. She is girl with a strict moral code and loves her family. She would do anything her father would say. But everything about her changed with her first reckless act for love. She's shy and timid, until she found otherwise.

Akshay (Shay) Kendrik: The man whom Kashish loved with her entire heart and soul. And the man who loved himself with his entire heart and soul.

Ridhima : Kashish's distant cousin from her mother's side. She guided Kashish through the mess she helped her create. A lovely independent girl, who never had a sibling love until she met Kashish.

Edward Coulter : Sujal's dad, he is the mayor of Illyria the town where the whole drama takes place. He is currently running for getting re-elected to his office. He is a good mayor.. But often good political leaders don't make the best fathers..

Veena Coulter : Sujal's mother, originally Indian, but has been fully American since she married Edward Coulter. She loves Sujal dearly and loves him even more when he kisses the wrong girl.

If I decide to make it a long story then I'll introduce more character's as the story progresses.

IT STARTED WITH A KISS.

Prologue

Kashish's heart was racing fast now as daring solution formed into her mind, the only solution. Her throat dried up and her tongue stuck to the roof of her mouth, at the thought of what she was determined to do now. She fisted her hands tighter and tried to swallow. This is it. I have to do this! I can't take it anymore.

She angrily cast one last look at Akshay's mocking face in front of her. "Go ahead, prove it." he sneered, goading her to give up and accept humiliation.

Never again! Kashish raised her chin and whipped around to face the other man by her side, before sheer nervousness could freeze her body, she tugged the man down to her height by pulling at his white tee, while her other hand settled around his neck, brushing his slightly overlong hair. While pulling him down to her, she stood on her tiptoe at the same moment. Eyes closed, she firmly placed her puckered lips over his surprised ones. But 'Hope that's proof enough' was not what Kashish was thinking then seconds after the contact, instead she though- My god! My first kiss and I don't even know his name!

Had anyone ever told Sujal before, that defending beautiful women and getting petty revenge could get him such a free, delicious kisses.. He might have considered making a profession out of it. Oh boy.. But the damsel in question was something else. He had come up from behind her, her better than average behind and had been hit by the sweetest, innocent smile ever. Although the situation said she wasn't what her smile made her look like, at the first brush of their lips Sujal knew better. The lady was clearly inexperienced, an innocent and before she could lose her balance he circled her waist and pulled her tight against him. His other hand closed around her slender neck, adjusting her face so that he could show her what a proper kiss between lovers should be like, by dipping deeper into her open mouth. Sweet, definitely sweet.

Chapter one

Babyyy my babyyy

It written on your face..

You still.. wonder

If we made a big mistahake..

I trieeeeeed to go on like I never knew you...

Backstreet boys's incomplete blasted through the stereo as Kashish curled up on the chocolate littered bed with a pile of soft cushions.

"You want more ice-cream or chocolate? Should I put on Romeo Juliet or Titanic? Which do you want?" Ridhima, Kashish's cousin asked as she fluffed one of her pillows and got ready to leave for her job.

"I want him!!!! That's all I want! I am sick of chocolate and ice creams you have been stuffing me for the 4 days now and for god's sake turn down that depressing song, I am going to start hating it! And I don't want to watch anymore depressing movies either!" Kashish cried indigently but the effect was spoiled as her voice got muffled by the pillow she hid her face in and a loud sob at the end.

Ridhima tried her be to soothe her innocent, little cousin, how she wished to hurt the slime ball who had Kashish bawling like this for days, "Kashish... it'll help, trust me. It's a part of breaking up. You break up, you get depressed, you hear and watch depressing things coz you want everyone in misery around you and not feel jealous of some one's successful love and lastly the chocolate and ice-cream is to lift you out of it."

"That was not reassuring and made me look very bad! I am not the kind of person who can't be happy for others if my life is in gutter!" Kashish finally looked up from the pillow and glared at Ridhima.

"You know I didn't mean it like that, you're the best person ever Kashish, and he is a slime ball. No, don't defend him. It's just I don't want you hurting anymore ok? This stuff helps. Trust me it helps. And you have to get over it Kashish, if you don't do something about yourself do you know what your father is going to do to me?"

Kashish sniffled and rubbed her red nose, she was being childish and impossible and Ridhima wasn't even blaming her for her behavior. If only she could stop being weak and.. And... and what? What will you do? You little nothing? A voice taunted inside Kashish's head making her cry even more. She was weak ok. But she wasn't going to make Ridhima suffer more. "You have chocolate chip ice left? I want 'gone with the wind'. And turn down the music I can't hear the movie."

Ridhima smiled and ruffled Kashish's hair before giving her what she asked, "I am going or office now. Order out some lunch if you don't feel like cooking ok? And we'll go out tonight. I think you are getting over him. Hmm? Take care." Ridhima once more ruffled Kashish's hair and left.

Kashish tried to straighten her hair but gave it up, she was a mess all over, what did hair matter? Watching the opening credits of the famous movie Kashish settled back comfortably and let her thoughts drift to the past as her unfocused eyes watched the movie.

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