'An Hour Past Midnight: Part Two'
'Well come on then!' Khushi was just standing there now and he was feeling impatient and restless at having her so close by and wearing that flimsy excuse for a saree! It looked like something Lavanya would wear he thought as his eyes ran over her from head to toe, taking in her open hair and bare shoulders... was it backless too? He somehow pulled his gaze away and dragged in a breath, telling himself to get a grip as he turned and walked towards the car, expecting her to follow.
'Khushi?' She wasn't behind him and he reluctantly turned back to face her. 'Aap Lavanyaji ke saath chale jayi ye, hum taxi le kar...' She sounded a little nervous but it was late and he was already close to the edge so he cut her off mid-sentence, 'Are you crazy?! Taxi? Itni raat ko...!' She seemed to bridle at his snarky tone and he saw a stubborn glint enter her eyes as she folded her arms and looked away without saying anything. This tiny waif of a girl was going to take every last scrap of his self control and drive him completely insane he thought as he closed his eyes and tried not to yell, 'Dekho, iss waqt koi taxi nahi milega so just get in the car,' he'd kept his voice fairly level but then gave up trying to be civil when she didn't budge.
'Get in the car Khushi...' He walked towards her slowly and saw her eyes widen as she took a step back and found the bench behind her, 'Nahi woh... dekhiye aap is tarah...' her voice shook as he kept going and she looked around in panic but he was in no mood to stop. He reached her and stood as close to her as he could without actually touching her while she looked everywhere but at him. Everything seemed so dream-like in the moonlight, he didn't think he could trust himself to touch her so he leaned in and spoke in a soft but deadly voice, 'Aakhri baar keh raha hoon Khushi Kumari Gupta; get in the car... varna main apne aap ko aur nahi rokoonga...'
His words shocked Khushi into looking at his face which was now only millimetres away from hers and she was shaken by the intensity in those eyes. She tried to think clearly but he was too close and all her senses were going crazy; she knew she was being stupid and stubborn but she kept hearing his angry voice telling her he never wanted to see her face so how could she now just let him drive her home like everything was normal? Nothing was normal where Arnav Singh Raizada was concerned; nothing made sense, even things that seemed normal and clear-cut were thrown into chaos and madness when he was near her.
He made her so angry a part of her just want to push him and push him till he broke or exploded or... something! But a more sensible part, the part which valued her life probably, told her not to push him tonight; he looked half mad and like he was at the end of his already limited patience. Suddenly he leaned even closer to her and spoke dangerously into her ear, his velvety soft voice making her heart thud loudly, 'Toh tum aise nahi maanogi...' Khushi blinked and tried to focus; she wanted to tell him that she'd get in the car, he could drive her anywhere... but she couldn't seem to move and that stupid part of her didn't even want to move.
She felt his hands on her shoulders and she expected him to drag her to the car but instead he froze for a moment before brushing his fingers down to her elbows slowly, causing her to shiver and lose her mind. 'Khushi...' She couldn't bear the way he said her name, hated it because it made her melt, his voice caressed the word as though it was precious to him... when he'd told her repeatedly she meant nothing. It confused her, made her question her own sanity and she couldn't stand it. His fingers travelled back up to her shoulders and his lips brushed her cheek and then her ear, trailing fire as he said her name again but this time it somehow it pushed her into moving.
Khushi reached up with nerveless fingers and pushed at Arnav's chest uselessly, trying not to notice how his heart seemed to be beating even faster than hers, 'Nahi hum... hum aate hai...' Her voice was unsteady and she tried to breathe normally as she pushed him again but he didn't move for a minute. When he finally stepped back she watched the emotions flash across his face in lightning quick speed; confusion, anger, hurt... disappointment?!
She blinked and it was all gone and she wondered if she'd imagined the hurt because after a few seconds he was stony although his eyes still burned with something she couldn't name. He gave her a long, unreadable look before turning and stalking over to the car and she followed after a minute, confused at the mess of emotions he made her feel; she'd stopped him so how could she now be feeling so empty as he walked away? She tried in vain to make sense of what had just happened and make sense of the man in front of her.
'What the hell were you doing?!' Arnav gripped the steering wheel roughly as he muttered out loud to himself, trying to forget the softness of her skin, the smell of her hair and the way her breath felt against his cheek. Why had he done that, why had he gotten so close to her again when he knew how dangerous it was... and what would he have done if she hadn't pushed him away..?! He kept his eyes forward and held his breath as she got into the car next to him; what must she be thinking, why couldn't he just stay away from her?!
He started the car and drove to her house in silence with only Lavanya stirring a couple of times in the back. For once Khushi didn't try to fill the silence with mindless chatter but somehow that made it worse and the tension in the air between them set his teeth on edge; he glanced over at her a few times because he couldnt help it and saw she was avoiding looking at him and stupidly that bugged him even more.
He reached her house too quickly and as Khushi quietly got out of the car, he kept his jaw clenched to stop himself from giving in and doing something unforgivable, like calling her back... His eyes still followerd her though, and he waited, feeling an unexplainable stab of satisfaction when she turned back to look at him searchingly before entering the house; it was clear he was losing his mind and he couldn't seem to do a thing about it! He looked at the clock on the dashboard as he drove away; his mind a confused and painful mess. It was only an hour past midnight, there was still the whole night to go... but as he remembered the flash of confusion and disappointment in her eyes as she pushed him away, he knew he wouldn't be getting any peace tonight.
Edited by anjaani07 - 13 November 2011 at 10:16am