It was one amazing day when I made plan with some of my friends to go clubbing. We went after office hours and drank a lot of alcohol, smoked and then danced like crazy people. Being independent seemed fun.

It was quite late when we decided to leave. After we clicked some crazy pictures we finally booked a cab and left.
I sat next to a guy I liked a lot. I developed a small recent crush on him lately. He was a little drunk but I didn’t mind. I sat next to him and slowly and gradually made my move by holding his hand, he held my hand too. The whole way we were singing songs and laughing but we never left each other's hand.

Finally after our cab stopped at a point, we walked a bit towards home and suddenly we stopped and sat down in the middle of nowhere, talking and enjoying the cool breeze blowing that night.
When he decided to drop me home, I invited him for a glass of wine. When we reached my room, he sat down, we spoke for a very long time. It was just like getting to know each other better. The next thing I know, he was cuddling me in his arms while I was blabbering my own stories. He listened to me patiently. I still don’t know why he was so patiently...