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As Long As I Live Thread 1 (Page 81)

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Posted: 06 February 2013 at 3:35am | IP Logged
Just read chapter 6 and I must say, what a wonderful and amazing writer you are! Simply outstanding and awesome! Clap
I really hope that Yash and Aarti becomes an item as only a wounded heart knows how the other wounded ones feel.
Loving the story thus far and hope you'll update soonest possible.
Sorry for the late comment and thanks for the PM!

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Saffi, where ghayab ? Confused
Waiting Ouch

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Chapter Seven
Three months later
The months flew by before she knew it. It was a hazy three months for Aarti, but her feelings were crystal clear... for the world and for herself. She was still living in the past, she was still hurting deep down, but there was definitely an improvement.
Three months ago, Aarti openly showed the world her misery. Now, three months later, she was able to bring a smile to her face, and at times even start living her life again.
Mansi had caught her off guard when she engulfed Aarti in a hug after Aarti told her about the breakup. There wasn't any indication that an "I told you so" was going to come anytime soon. Sunita was disappointed, as predicted. She even went to talk to Prashant herself to bring him and Aarti together, but Prashant flatly refused her.  
Over the last few months, there'd be two days a week where Mansi would take Aarti out. They'd go to the parlour and get their nails done or go on a huge shopping spree. Some days they would just watch a movie. It was very refreshing to know that there was one person in the world who cared about her so much.
Now it was three months later, in the new semester, and Prashant was slowly disappearing from her thoughts. To be fair, she hadn't even seen him since that day. She didn't have the courage to face him ever after. He didn't pick up her calls, and all she had were her memories. She didn't even see him around the university... she could only assume that he was avoiding her, just like she was avoiding him.
That night, Yash Scindhia had handled her delicately. Yes, it was under Arpita's orders, but the fact of the matter was that Yash was the one who cared about her... otherwise who knew where she would have reached that day. Who knew what she would have ended up doing. She thought about it more than once, suicide, but Mansi always snapped her out of it. She was so close one time, she brought the knife to her wrist, ready to slit it, but she didn't have the courage to die. She remembered wondering why she was here if she wasn't brave enough to live, but not courageous enough to die either.
She had not spoken to Yash since that day. She often saw him around the campus with Arpita, and she smiled to herself, thinking that there were at least two people in the world who looked so faithful to each other, so in love with the other. However, she secretly felt jealous and wanted the passion that they had.
Not only hadn't she spoken to Yash, but Arpita hadn't contacted her either. Arpita had told her that she would call Aarti back that day when Aarti called her, but she never received the return call. Aarti wondered if she really mattered in Arpita's life, or if Arpita wanted to interfere in Aarti's personal life because she had nothing better to do.
Aarti was weak at math, but this year she had to take a math course. She didn't know how she'd manage, because she was an A+ student and she didn't want her GPA to drop because of math. The only thing keeping her spirits up right now were her grades, and she couldn't lose them too.
It was getting late, and the University seemed deserted. But regardless, Aarti had to find her professor. She was sure that her professor would be in her classroom since she always left the building late. And she needed all the extra help she could get.
"Ma'am?" she called out, as she opened the door to the classroom.
The lights were on. It was a big lecture hall, filled with many long wooden desks arranged in three columns. There were two seats per desk. The seats were quite far from each other, a good meter away. Aarti always assumed it was to prevent cheating.
The desk at the very front in middle column had a pile of books on top of it. But nobody was here. Aarti curiously walked towards the books. Fourth Year Calculus, she read. Surely it was from Ma'am's previous class. Someone must have left their books here.
Aarti strolled around the class, expecting Ma'am to return soon. She waited ten minutes but there was no sign of her. Miffed, Aarti picked up her bag and went to leave the classroom, nearly bumping into someone on the way out.
She looked up, only to come face to face with Yash Scindhia. Aarti nearly groaned. Why did she always have to meet him this way? They both bent down to pick up her books and their heads collided once again.
"Sorry," she muttered.
She felt awkward to bump into Yash like this, but she had to admit he looked really attractive. More attractive than usual.
"Uh it's no problem," he told her and handed her books to her. "I just came to get my things."
He went to the desk and packed the books in his bag.
Aarti's mouth dropped open. Yash was taking Calculus? That meant he was good at math. Right now she was slightly desperate because she didn't understand how to find derivatives at all. It was all a confusing concept for her, and she knew that if she wanted to even pass the class, she'd need to have a solid understanding of it.
"Um... Yashji," she said, trying to be polite.
She just needed him to explain the concept to her for a few minutes. It wouldn't take too long. And tomorrow was a weekend, so why would he be in a rush? She felt her palms start to sweat as she asked him.
"Can you... can you explain derivatives to me?"
Yash looked at her incredulously. "Derivatives?" he asked her. His tone suggested that it was the easiest thing ever.
Embarrassed, Aarti felt a blush creep up her cheeks. "Yeah, if you have time that is... I really don't want to distract you if you're busy."
"It's no problem," he told her and removed a sheet of paper and pencil from his bag. "What do you want to know about derivatives?"
"Everything!" Aarti told him. "I'm so confused. You don't even know... I feel like killing myself every time I look at examples."
Surprisingly, Yash chuckled. "Alright then. Sit down."
Yash went around the desk and sat on one of the chairs, while Aarti just hopped onto the desk. He raised his eyebrow at her, and then simply shook his head.
She looked down at the paper as he started to explain what derivatives meant. She nodded along to his words, he was easy to follow but the concept was just so darn confusing.
"Do you get it?" he finally asked her.
She chewed on her lip, embarrassed. God, he must think she was stupid. "No," she replied. "I can't grasp the idea at all. I understand the power rule and the product rule... but the chain rule is the most confusing!"
Yash sighed. "Let me explain it to you again."
The next few hours flew by like this. Aarti on top of the desk, Yash on the chair, one sheet in between them. He tried to explain it to her, but she didn't get it.
"Okay Aarti, it's getting late," he told her. "I'll explain it tomorrow."
She nodded and smiled at him, "Thank you Yash!"
She knew that it was most likely that he was annoyed with her, but she tried to be cool about it. After all, she didn't want to further annoy him by asking him if he was irritated.
Just as Yash finished packing his bag and was about to get up, the light to the room turned off and they heard the door close with a loud thud. Aarti shrieked and frantically reached out in front of her, desperate to hold on to something, anything.
She felt herself fall off the desk and into Yash's chair. She felt her cheeks turn red when she realized that Yash was still seated there. Her hands were on his shoulder and she was sitting on his lap. She got up quickly and smoothed out her clothes.
"S - sorry," she said under her breath.
"Let's go," was all he said.
She picked up her bag and followed him to the entrance, her eyes adjusting to the darkness.
"Crap," he muttered under his breath. "It's locked."
Aarti tried to open the door too, but it indeed was locked.
"Hello?" she called out. "Is anyone there?"
She took out her phone and looked at the time. "It's ten," she told him, starting to panic. "Yash, it's ten! They closed the building! We can't leave until the morning."
"Calm down," he told her. "We just have to stay here until morning then."
"What do you mean by stay here? What exactly do you mean by that?" she shrieked. "Yash, this is wrong. I can't stay here with you all night. What will they think when they open the door? What will the professors think? And the students? No Yash, imagine the rumours!"
"Aarti just keep quiet," he told her rudely and took out his phone.
She frowned at him as he dialed a number and held the phone to his ear. "No service," he sighed.
She tried her own phone and was left with the same result.
"I could have finished teaching you but the lights are off," he told her. "What a waste of time."
Aarti groaned and went back to her seat on the desk. "Now what?" she asked.
"Now we wait until the morning," he told her. He followed her to the desk and sat beside her on it.
They just sat there, looking at their phones for what seemed like forever until Aarti finally broke the silence.
"I'm sorry," she said, not looking at him.
"About what?" he asked her, sounding confused.
"I - I was really... I understand I was very annoying that day. I didn't even thank you. You took care of me, you showed me reality, and I couldn't appreciate it. I'm sorry. And even today, you didn't have to help me, but you did. I'm really grateful for it. I'm sorry if I sound like I take everything for granted. I'm sorry if I annoy you," she said, letting all that out without taking a breath.
"It's no problem," he simply said, "Don't worry about it. You aren't annoying me."
They sat in silence for another few moments. She didn't know why there were always moments of silences between them. The truth behind these silences though was that they were completely natural. They didn't seem out of place at all.
"Do you... do you still have feelings for him?" he asked her softly.
She looked away from him and felt her heart sink. Of course she still had feelings for him. There was no way that those feelings were going to go away anytime soon. But she had definitely moved on from him.
"No," she lied.
Yash nodded in response. It seemed like he didn't know what to say.
"Did you and Arpita sort things out yet?" she asked him, curiously.
He shook his head. "Nah," he said casually. "Her parents didn't understand."
She could feel anger start to boil inside of her.
"Why not? Why can't they understand that their daughter is happy with someone else? And there's nothing wrong with you, why can't they just accept you?" she said, completely frustrated with Arpita's parent's.
When two people were in love, why couldn't they be together?
"They already spoke to his parent's and fixed an engagement date," Yash said, looking down at his folded hands. "I - I can't do anything. Arpita can't either. She said her parent's refuse to be convinced, they won't go back on their word to his parent's."
Aarti felt even more anger rise from deep within her. "So they'll get her married off to someone she doesn't even love?" she yelled. "This is ridiculous Yash! They can't. I'll talk to them. They like me, they have to understand!"
Yash looked at her, and she thought she saw a hopeful expression before it turned somber. "No Aarti, it won't work. Arpita's already tried. We have to move on. I haven't talked to her in a month... I let her go for her own good. And mine. We can't do this anymore."
Aarti blinked back frustrated tears. "But Yash! You love her! She loves you too. You two want to be together, you can't let each other go!"
"Maybe it isn't love," he told her. "Maybe I just cared about her too much. Maybe we weren't meant to be. Aarti, whatever is meant to be will happen in the end."
"That's ridiculous if you keep on believing that," she screamed at him, her words echoing the anger she felt inside her heart. "I know how much you care about her. At her insistence you showed me the truth about my relationship! I'm sure you wouldn't care less if it wasn't for her."
Yash ran his fingers through his hair and looked away from her. "Please understand Aarti. I want to move on. I don't want to be stuck with her anymore. And I am moving on. I think I am Aarti," he told her, sounding optimistic.
Aarti painfully smiled at him, her anger starting to subside. "Whatever floats your boat Yash," she told him. After some thought, she curiously asked him, "Is there someone else on your mind now?"
Yash's eyes suddenly softened up. "Well I haven't given it much thought until now," he told her honestly, "But now that I think about it there is someone who's very cute. She's beautiful actually. She really annoys me sometimes, but I don't know why, I keep coming back to her, I can't help but wonder if she's doing okay... I really care about her."
Aarti's eyes widened. She didn't know why, but she felt slightly jealous at the thought. "Who?" she asked.
"Now that's a secret," he told her with a wink.
Aarti never noticed how cute he was when he smiled until now. Her memory went back to that day at the club. She had been attracted to him while they danced. When he came close to her, both her mind and heart had started to go haywire; her knees had felt like jelly. She didn't know why he did that to her that day. That day she blamed the alcohol, but maybe there was another reason, a bigger reason.
Mansi always told her to imagine being with the guy you might be attracted to. Imagine being in his arms, imagine kissing him. If you could do that, then you're certainly into him. Was she, Aarti Gupta, attracted to Yash Scindhia? If she was, it was just physically, she told herself. Because she was emotionally attracted to Prashant and only Prashant.
Aarti thought about being in his arms, the idea was surprisingly pleasant. Then she closed her eyes and imagined kissing him. Just the thought of kissing Yash made her shiver with excitement. She bit down on her lip and avoided his gaze.
She didn't think that she'd ever think of a guy who wasn't Prashant like this, but she just did. She thought of Yash this way, physically.
"I see," she told him, crossing her legs.
Once again, they sat in silence.
"Do you ever think about Prashant now?" he asked her, curiously.
Aarti squeezed her eyes shut again, feeling the same painful feeling in her chest.
"No," she lied. "I told you I'm through with him."
Yash strangely looked satisfied.
"How about Arpita?" she questioned, trying to maintain a balance in their conversation. It sounded stupid, but she didn't want to let him free if he kept on bringing up her past.
"Same," he told her coolly. "I've moved on."
Aarti couldn't help but feel content with that answer. She didn't let it show up on her face though.
"What are we going to do all night?" she asked him. Then she realized how inappropriate that sounded to her.
Yash shrugged his shoulders and turned around to face her. "Want to play a game?" he asked.
"What kind of game?" she inquired curiously.
"21 questions," he told her.
"Yes!" she said happily. 21 questions was one of her favorite games. It really helped you get to know somebody. "But you have to be completely honest! No cheating!"
"So do you," he said, grinning at her.
Aarti smiled back at him and said, "Me first!"
"Fine," he said resignedly. "You first."
"Uhh... where do you live?" she asked him.
She knew his brother Prateek lived at home, but did Yash have a residence here? Yash didn't seem to be too worried that his family would be concerned about him.
"Home," he simply said. "I live close by. There's no reason for me to live on campus."
"Then your parent's..." she started.
"I can't answer, you've used up your question," he said, cutting her off.
"Fine, your turn," she told him.
"Where do your parents live?" he asked her.
Aarti looked down at her hands and with her voice barely above a whisper, said, "They're dead."  
"I'm sorry," he said, sounding like he regretted asking her that.
"No, it's okay. I've gotten used to it. After all, it's been a long time. I'm over it."
Of course it hurt when she thought about her parent's, but what would she get by thinking about it? She was very small when she lost them.
"Why aren't you worried about what your parent's think about you being out this late?" she asked him what she was going to ask him earlier.
He shrugged. "I'm normally out late at night, and they don't really care because they know I'm out for the whole night sometimes. If I disappear for a whole day, then they'll start to worry."
"Why are you normally out late at -" she started, but was once again interrupted by Yash.
"One question per turn," he reminded her, smirking.
"Fine," she whined. "Go ahead."
"Why were you with Prashant of all people?" he asked her.
Aarti looked down again and meekly told him the truth. "I loved him. I didn't have anyone else so he became my world. I really loved him."
It hurt to say that, but all the same, it felt nice to tell him the truth. There was something comforting about being in Yash's presence and talking to him. She really felt like sharing everything with him.
"I understand," he replied softly.
"Yeah... so why do you go out late at night?" she asked.
Yash looked away from her. "Arpita."
"What? I don't understand," she questioned, confused.
"I mean, Arpita and I used to hang out at night."
She didn't know why the thought made her heart sink inside her chest. "But Yash... she has someone in her life," she reasoned with him, "How could you do that? I mean you didn't do anything right?"
"Too many questions in one turn," he said sternly.
Aarti sighed and bit her tongue. She really wanted to know why he would see her at night. Why would they be unfaithful to her boyfriend? She never thought Yash was the kind of guy, nor did she think Arpita was the kind of girl.
"Are there any other guys in your life?" Yash asked. "I mean, really close to you."
Aarti thought about it. There had been Prashant, and she really wanted there to be Yash, but she couldn't deny that she was scared to let him in. There was also Aman, but Aman had gone to a different university and she didn't ever tell him about Prashant. Aman would never approve.
"There's Aman," she told Yash. "He's my old friend, but he doesn't come here. He's like a brother to me."
Yash nodded.
"So now answer me, have you and Arpita done anything while she was in a relationship?"
She saw Yash stiffen at the question, a painful expression flickering across his face. He rolled his hands into fists. "I... I didn't know," he said, looking hurt. "I didn't know."
Aarti put her hand on his shoulder comfortingly.
"I - Aarti, I didn't know. When we first got to know each other, she never told me. She never did. So... so I kissed her. And she still didn't say anything. When she told me, I felt bad. I told her it was wrong. I told her we had done her boyfriend wrong. Then she told me that she'd made her boyfriend understand. She assured me that she told him she loved me and not him. She told me that they'd broken up Aarti, and I went further than I intended to. We almost... we almost made love," he said, cringing. "We didn't though, she stopped me in time. I don't know what I would have done if she didn't stop me."
Of course Aarti felt bad while he said all of this, but she couldn't blame him. He made himself sound like a monster, but she knew he was nothing like that.
"On that same day, she told me her parents were not ready for her and her boyfriend to separate. I can't believe we went that far. I was so frustrated. I loved her a lot, and he was the only one in my way of getting her. I really wanted her parent's to understand. And then two months ago, she told me that we should carry on with our lives and her parents weren't ready to let their relationship go. It hurt a lot Aarti. It really did."
Aarti took his hand and squeezed it. "Don't worry about it," she told him, her heart aching for him. She really wanted to wrap her arms around him and hold him. She wanted to comfort him and provide him all the happiness she could. She didn't know why she wanted to do that, but she knew that he deserved it.
"You lied to me that day," she said light-heartedly, "You told me you two didn't do anything."
"I didn't think you should know," he told her darkly. "And I was honestly ashamed of it myself."
Aarti smiled warmly at him. "It happened in the past. Don't think about it now, you can't change it. Just carry on with the future," she said soothingly.
He kindly returned her smile. "So tell me, how far have you and Prashant gone?"
"We haven't gone all the way," Aarti told him, feeling sick to her stomach. What if she had gone all the way with him? Would he have still left her for Nida?
"I figured that much myself," he said lightly.
She smiled at him. "Well, there have been times where we both got into each other and we wanted to do it. But we haven't ever. I mean... I didn't let him. I stopped him all the time before the clothes came off," she said, smiling with difficulty.
"That's good," he responded. "You didn't give yourself away to someone you didn't deserve."
It was hard to tell this to Yash, but at the bottom of her heart she still felt like she deserved Prashant.
"I guess," she mumbled in response.
"Was Arpita the farthest you've gone with any girl?" she asked him.
He nodded.
"And Prashant?" he asked her.
She nodded.
They looked at each other in silence before they edged closer together. Their hands overlapped on the desk at first. Yash turned his hand around to intertwine his fingers with hers. Then they moved even closer, not removing their gaze from the other one's eyes. Without breaking the silence they leaned towards each other simultaneously. Aarti felt her breathing get heavier and a strange kind of panic started to set in, but she didn't want to back away. It felt too good right now. Her heart was beating hard inside her chest and the heat had crept up her cheeks.
When they were a mere inch away from each other, his eyes searched hers as if they were looking for a hint of hesitance. They both instinctively shut their eyes and moved closer, allowing their lips to brush together. She turned her body towards him and awkwardly rested a hand on his shoulder, as his hands slithered around her back. Without really kissing, they broke the closeness. The position was awkward.
"Come here," he said, opening his arms.
She looked into his eyes again, feeling her heart beating even faster. He grabbed her under her arms and pulled her onto his lap. She sat sideways, facing the wall, wondering if what they were doing was right. No Aarti, stop thinking. You went wrong when you thought too much about Prashant... just live freely, she thought to herself. Shoving her thoughts aside, she wrapped an arm around his shoulders and looked at Yash.
"This won't work," he sighed. "Turn around."
"What?" she squealed, feeling her blush get heavier.
"Legs around me," he murmured.
She let her sandals fall off her feet, and then turned around to wrap her legs around Yash's body. She felt nervous about doing this - she'd sat on Prashant's lap before, in ways more inappropriate than this, but that she was used to. She was more worried about what Yash would think about her than anything right now. But she couldn't stop herself; she wasn't able to get off. She strangely felt really content on his lap like this.
She saw him lick his lips, and it strangely turned her on. She closed her eyes, leaned closer to him and cupped his cheeks in her hands. "Please don't think of me badly," she whispered.
"I wouldn't ever," he replied sincerely, and wrapped his arms around her waist. She quivered with pleasure as she felt her body react to his touch.
Then he shut his eyes and closed the distance between them. Their lips moved rhythmically with each others. The kiss was perfect, just how she had envisioned it to be. Once their lips got familiar with each other's, they deepened the kiss, clutching onto each other tightly, pressing their bodies closer together.
Each kiss made them crave for more, they never wanted to let go, they never wanted to remove themselves from the other. Once they got tired, they both lay down on the desk together, Yash holding her in his arms.
She couldn't help but feel blissful like this. She closed her eyes and let him bring her body closer to his. It was like this that she easily drifted off to sleep that night.


I told you the next one would be long, and this one is my longest yet! I hope you enjoyed it and also hope it was worth the wait! Let me know what you think. Remember to like and comment, it motivates me to write more!

Edited by ilovepyaar - 09 February 2013 at 10:49pm

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Posted: 09 February 2013 at 10:22pm | IP Logged
This update was simply suberb Saffi. Beautifully written. I honestly wondered how  Yash and Aarti would interact with each other after that day and I'm glad it wasn't too awkward. The last part was an unexpected but pleasant surprise. Looking forward to what is in store next.

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Posted: 09 February 2013 at 10:39pm | IP Logged
Saffi that was a terrifically long update and yes, it was so definitely worth the wait. Never compromise on your writing for anything girl!

OK I have a short paper to write and I hate how I'm so easily distracted. Grrr! 

I loved this part. I love how easily Yash and Aarti are able to share their deepest feelings with each other. And while Aarti does care what Yash thinks of her, she finds it so easy to confide in him about stuff that a girl probably wouldn't tell another guy, especially one she doesn't really know too well. I like how the 21 questions game is helping them get to know each other more. 

The last part just gave me butterflies! They have the hots for each other but at the same time they have such a wonderful emotional connection with each other. And I totally loved the awkwardness as well, it makes it seem so natural and real. 

Fabulous update Clap

Edited by salvatore-nina - 09 February 2013 at 10:34pm

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Posted: 09 February 2013 at 10:45pm | IP Logged
Originally posted by saf24

This update was simply suberb Saffi. Beautifully written. I honestly wondered how  Yash and Aarti would interact with each other after that day and I'm glad it wasn't too awkward. The last part was an unexpected but pleasant surprise. Looking forward to what is in store next.

Thank you Saf! I'm glad you enjoyed reading it. I'm glad the last part was pleasant too, I was honestly wondering how you guys would react to it!

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