𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍

Chapter 17

I woke up early today before my alarm can , because... I'm going to shimla...yayyy!!!! . I woke up at 4 which is very rare.

I took a shower and dressed up beautifully, before entering Raj's Room , and there he is.. sleeping like Kumbhkaran. I grab a pillow from his bed and started beating him with it.

Untill he finally gave up.

"Yaar Maya kya hua? " Raj groan streching his arm out.

"Kya hua????? Jaldi uth Jaa, aur mujhe uni drop karde , ajj Shimla trip hai yaad nahi kya?" I replied with a smile on my face.

"Haan haan , Ruk ja Mujhe uth Jane de" He groans before getting up..

While he gets ready i quickly went to puja ghar and Pray for my day . While my mother was making Chai , after we left for Uni, i couldn't help but Thinking about the Trip and grinning to myself.

But it all vanished....when I saw The Bus was filled there were no seats left..beside one.

"Sit here" a deep voice said from behind me, and I know very well who is it. Mr.khadoos

I turn around and saw him .... standing infront of me tall ....dashing... handsome as hell.

Fuck...what I'm thinking?? Step out of it Maya.

I shake my head throwing away the thoughts but then I meet his gaze...his eyes locked with mine..his lips..

Wtf he's smirking

I gulped, shifting uncomfortably under his gaze. His smirk grew wider, and that was enough to make me roll my eyes. Khadoos aur smirking? Isko koi award do sabse jyada smirk karne ke liye

"I said, sit here," he repeated, his deep voice laced with amusement.

I crossed my arms, lifting a brow. "I'd rather stand."

His smirk didn't waver. "Suit yourself, but we're on a hill station trip, Furball. Good luck standing when the bus starts swerving."

As if on cue, the bus jerked forward. My eyes widened, and before I could react—

BAM!

I lost my balance and crashed—right into him.

His hands gripped my waist, holding me steady. "Told you," he murmured, voice annoyingly smug.

I pushed away instantly, my face heating up. Damn him and his stupid Greek-god reflexes.

"Whatever," I huffed, plopping down on the seat beside him.

He leaned back, arms stretched lazily. "Wow, that was fast. I thought you'd argue for at least five more minutes."

I shot him a glare. "Shut up."

He chuckled. "Manners, Furball."

I clenched my fists. "Can you stop calling me that?!"

"Why? It suits you."

I groaned, looking out the window. Four days. Just four days. I can survive this trip without killing him. Right?

Right?

The bus ride was already a nightmare, and to make it worse, the roads started getting bumpier as we neared the hills. I tried my best to focus on the view outside the window, ignoring the annoying presence beside me.

But fate had other plans.

The bus suddenly hit a sharp turn, jerking everyone in their seats. I barely had time to react before my body was flung sideways—straight into him.

Before I could stop myself, my face crashed into something firm yet oddly soft.

Wait.

OH MY GOD.

Lips.

I JUST—

My eyes widened as I realized what happened. My lips had landed right on his.

For a second, the world froze. My brain short-circuited. My heart hammered so fast I was sure it would burst out of my chest.

I pulled back instantly, eyes wide in horror. Rudra looked just as shocked, his usual smirk completely wiped off.

We just...

Did we just...?

What the actual hell?!

I opened my mouth to scream, but before I could, the bus took another turn, and chaos erupted among the students—laughter, shouting, people singing at the top of their lungs.

No one saw. Thank God, no one saw.

Rudra blinked, processing what just happened, and then—

The smirk returned.

"Well, Furball," he drawled, his voice low and teasing, "if you wanted to kiss me, you could've just asked."

My soul left my body.

"SHUT UP," I whisper-yelled, my face on fire.

"Hey, no need to be shy now," he leaned in, his voice barely above a whisper. "Should we try again? You know, since the first time was an accident."

I gasped, shoving him away. "I will THROW you out of this bus!"

He chuckled, completely enjoying my misery, while I sat there, arms crossed, face burning, mentally digging my own grave.

Four days. Just four days. How hard could it be?

I sat there, arms crossed, face still burning as Rudra casually leaned back, completely at ease. Meanwhile, I was going through all five stages of grief.

Denial? Check.

Anger? Check.

Bargaining? I was already begging the universe to erase the last five minutes from existence. Depression? Oh, absolutely.

Acceptance? Never happening.

But Mr. Khadoos? Oh, he was thriving.

"So, Furball," he began, stretching his long legs in the small space, "is this how you usually make a move on guys? Accidentally kiss karna?" He tease.

I clenched my fists. "Shut. Up."

He ignored me completely. "Because if that's the case, I gotta say, bold move."

My jaw dropped. "IT WAS AN ACCIDENT!"

"Was it?" he mused, tapping his chin dramatically. "Or was it your subconscious finally accepting its attraction towards me?"

I nearly choked on air.

"OH MY GOD," I whisper-yelled, looking around frantically. "Stop talking before someone hears you!"

"Why?" he smirked. "Scared they'll find out about our little moment?"

I grabbed the nearest object—which happened to be my water bottle—and smacked his arm.

"Ouch, Furball. Violence isn't the answer."

"Violence is the only answer when you exist!" I snapped.

He chuckled, completely unfazed, his dark eyes glinting with amusement. "You know, I wouldn't mind if that happened again."

My entire system crashed. "Huh?"

"The accidental kiss," he clarified, leaning closer. "Maybe next time, let's not waste it, hmm?"

"I WILL END YOU!"

I lunged at him, but the bus took another sharp turn, making me lose my balance again. This time, instead of landing on his lips, I ended up grabbing his shirt for support—a mistake.

Because the next thing I knew, my face was buried in his chest.

I froze.

He froze.

I could hear his heartbeat, steady and strong, right beneath my ear.

And then—

"Okay, now you're just making excuses to be close to me," he teased, laughing.

I shoved him away so hard that he hit his head against the window.

"OW—"

"Serves you right, Mr. Khadoos," I huffed, turning away, wishing the earth would swallow me whole.

Four days. Four freaking days.

I was so doomed.

Fuck Maya tujhe Uni ke phele din itna sherni nahi Banna chahiye tha..

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