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Part-17 Kaise Mujhe Tum Mil Gayi
Before you start reading....
I would like to express my sincere gratitude to all of you for reading this Story. Thank you very much for the your likes and comments. It means a lot.... Happy Reading ✌️♥️
In the previous chapter... 📚📑🖋️
Avantika told Ishaan that she is nominated for the in the Young Fashion Designer Category in a prestigious Award Function. After which they head for shopping. Ishaan is awestruck after seeing her in the black dress. Avantika then helps him select his suit for the Award Function. After which Ishaan drops Avantika to her office.
Continued.....📑📚🖋️
At around 6:15 in the evening, Ishaan got ready and set out for Avantika's house. On the way, he bought a bouquet of flowers and chocolates for Avantika. He thought it wouldn't be right to go empty-handed on such a big day for Avantika.
He reached Avantika's house at around 6:50. He saw that the elevator was working fine. Smiling faintly at the stairs, he entered the elevator and went inside. Upon ringing the doorbell, Avantika's voice came from inside, "Who is it?" "It's me.. Ishaan," he replied. "The door is open, come inside." She said.
"Damn... You are so punctual, Ishaan, I am sorry, but I'll take little more time to get ready," Avantika said from inside. "No problem, Avantika.. take your time getting ready, I'll wait," Ishaan said.
"Really? I thought you might be a little annoyed. How do you stay so calm, Ishaan? Give me some tips," Avantika said, smiling. "Ha ha, spend some more time with me, I'll teach you," Ishaan said with a smile. After that, Ishaan sat in the drawing room and started watching TV.
After a while, Avantika called out to Ishaan, "Ishaan.. Ishaan." "Yes, what's up?" Ishaan asked standing outside her bedroom. "Hey, I have a problem, I need your help..." Avantika said in a frustrated tone. "Yes, tell me," Ishaan replied immediately. "Actually, the zipper of my dress got stuck, I tried a lot but it's not going up, please come and help,"
"What...?" Ishaan asked, surprised. "Yes, please help me," Avantika said again. Ishaan couldn't figure out what he should do. He hadn't imagined a situation like this before, that too with Avantika. For others it may seem normal, but for a guy who has had zero female interaction throughout his life, it was nothing short of a nightmare.
He was thinking what he should do. Just then, Avantika called out to him again, "Ishaan.. you better come fast, I don't want to be late." "Yes yes, coming, just 2 minutes..." Ishaan said stuttering, his tension evident in his voice.
The poor guy was on the highest point of awkwardness. He thought, maybe closing his eyes and going inside might reduce his nervousness. He opened Avantika's bedroom door and tried to go inside with his eyes closed, but as soon as he stepped in, his foot collided with the table in Avantika's room.
"Ouch...!!" he let out a cry. "Ishaan, what happened? Are you okay?" Avantika asked without even looking at him, "Nothing, nothing," Ishaan said, hiding his pain in his voice, "Hurry up, please. And, don't tell me you were trying to come inside with your eyes closed..." he said, laughing, "No no, absolutely not." Ishaan said, trying to sound normal in front of Avantika.
Avantika understood everything from the hidden nervousness in his voice and laughed, saying, "Come on, Ishaan, how can you be so gullible ?"
After that, he went towards Avantika, who looked as stunning in her black dress. Ishaan felt the same as he did in the shopping mall. He saw that the zipper of Avantika's dress was stuck at her waist, despite all her efforts, it wasn't going up.
Ishaan reached Avantika. The black color of the dress and her fair body were perfectly contrasting each other. Her curves were beautifully visible in the dress. Along with that, the scent of her perfume was creating a different tipsiness.
Anyone would fall for such beauty, but poor Ishaan, his condition was even worse. He went behind Avantika and saw her face in the mirror. Seeing him, Avantika smiled lightly, Ishaan blushed again and lowered his gaze.
With his gaze still at the floor, Ishaan reached out, his fingers searching for the zipper. The moment his skin brushed against the warmth of her back, a surge of electricity shot through him, leaving his breath hitched. He fumbled for a moment before finding the zipper, his touch gentle, careful not to invade the sanctity of her space.
Avantika watched him through the mirror, his face a canvas of concentration and nervousness. She smiled, a tender, affectionate smile that reached her eyes. "You can look at me, Ishaan," she whispered.
He did, and their eyes met in the mirror-a silent conversation passing between them. He kept looking at her, lost in her beauty. Avantika could sense a strange warmth within her. She couldn't resist his gaze as well.
After a few minutes he realised what he was here for. Then he quickly pulled up the zipper of her dress and without saying anything, & left Avantika's bedroom. After he left, Avantika looked at herself in the mirror and smiled, saying, "Ishaan, What should I do with you...?"
A little later, Avantika came out. Ishaan was sitting in the drawing room watching TV, still stealing glances at Avantika. Avantika said to him, "I'm ready... shall we go now?" He replied without looking at Avantika, "Yes, let's go..." His voice still had a slight shyness.
Even while going from the lift to the car, he didn't say anything and kept looking here and there. Avantika was watching all this and smiling to herself. Both of them sat in Ishaan's car and headed for the Award Function.
Mumbai shines in its full glory at night, and in the city lights, the car was filled with silence, but along with it, there was a different warmth, which perhaps one feels when with someone you are happy with, someone you trust. Ishaan was holding the steering wheel tightly, but there was still a blush on his cheeks from a few moments ago.
Avantika, whose dress was glowing in the city lights, was looking even more beautiful, and she was looking at Ishaan from time to time and smiling.
In her sweet voice, Avantika teased Ishaan, "By the way, you know... such silence doesn't suit a lawyer." Ishaan looked at her and cleared his throat, "Sometimes Silence can be a more powerful argument, I'm practicing that." She laughed loudly and said, "Really? Because a while ago, my zipper silenced you..."
Ishaan started smiling sheepishly again, this shyness was completely opposite to his lawyer persona. Taking a deep breath, he said, "I guess some arguments are more... compelling than others." With a soft smile, Avantika said, "Thanks Ishaan, not only for the zipper, but for being here, for being you," the sparkle of the entire city was visible in her eyes.
Smiling at her, Ishaan said to himself, "I can't be anywhere else, Avantika." In this moment, he felt like in the whole world, it was just the two of them, and no one else.
Throughout the journey, Avantika kept talking to him about various things, like her likes and dislikes , her future plans, what her parents thought about her marriage, and so on. Ishaan listened to everything she said attentively and agreed with her.
Just as they were about to reach the venue, Avantika suddenly spoke up, "Ishaan, you have a heart of Gold. It's the world's custom to change, but promise me you'll not change, ever. You'll be yourself... you'll be with me,always." Upon hearing this, Ishaan's heartbeat seemed to stop for a second, he asked in surprise, "Avantika... me??" Avantika smiled and said, "There's no need to say anything, I am blessed to have a friend in you."
The word 'friend' pricked Ishaan, but the happiness of this moment overwhelmed him. He wanted more than friendship, but at that moment, he thought that if Avantika is happy in their friendship, then friendship it is...
© random_kahaniyaan
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Hmm... So where do you think the story is heading to ?
Are they finally going to get together?
Will Ishaan finally get the love of his life?
Or are there any other twists waiting for them ?
To know ... Stay Tuned ✌️♥️
Part-18 Coming Soon 🖋️📑📚
#Lovestory #Sadstory #Storyseries #Onesidedlove #Trending #Writco #KaiseMujheTumMilGayi
I would like to express my sincere gratitude to all of you for reading this Story. Thank you very much for the your likes and comments. It means a lot.... Happy Reading ✌️♥️
In the previous chapter... 📚📑🖋️
Avantika told Ishaan that she is nominated for the in the Young Fashion Designer Category in a prestigious Award Function. After which they head for shopping. Ishaan is awestruck after seeing her in the black dress. Avantika then helps him select his suit for the Award Function. After which Ishaan drops Avantika to her office.
Continued.....📑📚🖋️
At around 6:15 in the evening, Ishaan got ready and set out for Avantika's house. On the way, he bought a bouquet of flowers and chocolates for Avantika. He thought it wouldn't be right to go empty-handed on such a big day for Avantika.
He reached Avantika's house at around 6:50. He saw that the elevator was working fine. Smiling faintly at the stairs, he entered the elevator and went inside. Upon ringing the doorbell, Avantika's voice came from inside, "Who is it?" "It's me.. Ishaan," he replied. "The door is open, come inside." She said.
"Damn... You are so punctual, Ishaan, I am sorry, but I'll take little more time to get ready," Avantika said from inside. "No problem, Avantika.. take your time getting ready, I'll wait," Ishaan said.
"Really? I thought you might be a little annoyed. How do you stay so calm, Ishaan? Give me some tips," Avantika said, smiling. "Ha ha, spend some more time with me, I'll teach you," Ishaan said with a smile. After that, Ishaan sat in the drawing room and started watching TV.
After a while, Avantika called out to Ishaan, "Ishaan.. Ishaan." "Yes, what's up?" Ishaan asked standing outside her bedroom. "Hey, I have a problem, I need your help..." Avantika said in a frustrated tone. "Yes, tell me," Ishaan replied immediately. "Actually, the zipper of my dress got stuck, I tried a lot but it's not going up, please come and help,"
"What...?" Ishaan asked, surprised. "Yes, please help me," Avantika said again. Ishaan couldn't figure out what he should do. He hadn't imagined a situation like this before, that too with Avantika. For others it may seem normal, but for a guy who has had zero female interaction throughout his life, it was nothing short of a nightmare.
He was thinking what he should do. Just then, Avantika called out to him again, "Ishaan.. you better come fast, I don't want to be late." "Yes yes, coming, just 2 minutes..." Ishaan said stuttering, his tension evident in his voice.
The poor guy was on the highest point of awkwardness. He thought, maybe closing his eyes and going inside might reduce his nervousness. He opened Avantika's bedroom door and tried to go inside with his eyes closed, but as soon as he stepped in, his foot collided with the table in Avantika's room.
"Ouch...!!" he let out a cry. "Ishaan, what happened? Are you okay?" Avantika asked without even looking at him, "Nothing, nothing," Ishaan said, hiding his pain in his voice, "Hurry up, please. And, don't tell me you were trying to come inside with your eyes closed..." he said, laughing, "No no, absolutely not." Ishaan said, trying to sound normal in front of Avantika.
Avantika understood everything from the hidden nervousness in his voice and laughed, saying, "Come on, Ishaan, how can you be so gullible ?"
After that, he went towards Avantika, who looked as stunning in her black dress. Ishaan felt the same as he did in the shopping mall. He saw that the zipper of Avantika's dress was stuck at her waist, despite all her efforts, it wasn't going up.
Ishaan reached Avantika. The black color of the dress and her fair body were perfectly contrasting each other. Her curves were beautifully visible in the dress. Along with that, the scent of her perfume was creating a different tipsiness.
Anyone would fall for such beauty, but poor Ishaan, his condition was even worse. He went behind Avantika and saw her face in the mirror. Seeing him, Avantika smiled lightly, Ishaan blushed again and lowered his gaze.
With his gaze still at the floor, Ishaan reached out, his fingers searching for the zipper. The moment his skin brushed against the warmth of her back, a surge of electricity shot through him, leaving his breath hitched. He fumbled for a moment before finding the zipper, his touch gentle, careful not to invade the sanctity of her space.
Avantika watched him through the mirror, his face a canvas of concentration and nervousness. She smiled, a tender, affectionate smile that reached her eyes. "You can look at me, Ishaan," she whispered.
He did, and their eyes met in the mirror-a silent conversation passing between them. He kept looking at her, lost in her beauty. Avantika could sense a strange warmth within her. She couldn't resist his gaze as well.
After a few minutes he realised what he was here for. Then he quickly pulled up the zipper of her dress and without saying anything, & left Avantika's bedroom. After he left, Avantika looked at herself in the mirror and smiled, saying, "Ishaan, What should I do with you...?"
A little later, Avantika came out. Ishaan was sitting in the drawing room watching TV, still stealing glances at Avantika. Avantika said to him, "I'm ready... shall we go now?" He replied without looking at Avantika, "Yes, let's go..." His voice still had a slight shyness.
Even while going from the lift to the car, he didn't say anything and kept looking here and there. Avantika was watching all this and smiling to herself. Both of them sat in Ishaan's car and headed for the Award Function.
Mumbai shines in its full glory at night, and in the city lights, the car was filled with silence, but along with it, there was a different warmth, which perhaps one feels when with someone you are happy with, someone you trust. Ishaan was holding the steering wheel tightly, but there was still a blush on his cheeks from a few moments ago.
Avantika, whose dress was glowing in the city lights, was looking even more beautiful, and she was looking at Ishaan from time to time and smiling.
In her sweet voice, Avantika teased Ishaan, "By the way, you know... such silence doesn't suit a lawyer." Ishaan looked at her and cleared his throat, "Sometimes Silence can be a more powerful argument, I'm practicing that." She laughed loudly and said, "Really? Because a while ago, my zipper silenced you..."
Ishaan started smiling sheepishly again, this shyness was completely opposite to his lawyer persona. Taking a deep breath, he said, "I guess some arguments are more... compelling than others." With a soft smile, Avantika said, "Thanks Ishaan, not only for the zipper, but for being here, for being you," the sparkle of the entire city was visible in her eyes.
Smiling at her, Ishaan said to himself, "I can't be anywhere else, Avantika." In this moment, he felt like in the whole world, it was just the two of them, and no one else.
Throughout the journey, Avantika kept talking to him about various things, like her likes and dislikes , her future plans, what her parents thought about her marriage, and so on. Ishaan listened to everything she said attentively and agreed with her.
Just as they were about to reach the venue, Avantika suddenly spoke up, "Ishaan, you have a heart of Gold. It's the world's custom to change, but promise me you'll not change, ever. You'll be yourself... you'll be with me,always." Upon hearing this, Ishaan's heartbeat seemed to stop for a second, he asked in surprise, "Avantika... me??" Avantika smiled and said, "There's no need to say anything, I am blessed to have a friend in you."
The word 'friend' pricked Ishaan, but the happiness of this moment overwhelmed him. He wanted more than friendship, but at that moment, he thought that if Avantika is happy in their friendship, then friendship it is...
© random_kahaniyaan
_________________________________________
Hmm... So where do you think the story is heading to ?
Are they finally going to get together?
Will Ishaan finally get the love of his life?
Or are there any other twists waiting for them ?
To know ... Stay Tuned ✌️♥️
Part-18 Coming Soon 🖋️📑📚
#Lovestory #Sadstory #Storyseries #Onesidedlove #Trending #Writco #KaiseMujheTumMilGayi
