Love Can Happen Twice

The air hostess announced to everyone to tighten up the seat belts and put on the phone in aeroplane mode. Anayra sighed as she switched off her mobile phone. Going back to India was the last thing she wanted to do right now. But her parents were adamant about her coming back as 'it will be a good change and she should be moving on already', according to them. She didn't want to move on, yes, it's been two years but no, she cannot let go of her past. She couldn't forget the love of her life just like that. Sure, she promised Ayan that she'd move on and live happily for him, but in reality, she couldn't. She was still in love with her dead husband and was so not over him. "Excuse me, you're probably sitting on my seat." she heard a male voice and when she looked at the person, it was Shreyas Singh Oberoi. The famous businessman of Mumbai. She recognized him from all the magazines which she has read. He looked rather very handsome in real. And his eyes were light blue at the moment, the same colour as his shirt. So, it is true that he does have a unique eye that's the least of her concerns right now. "I don't think so," was her straight reply and she went back to looking out of the window. "And how can you be so sure? Look at my ticket. It's 12 a and you're sitting on 12 a. So, what does this mean?" he asked while tapping on his feet impatiently. She gives him a flat look as she showed him her tickets which read 12 a as well and goes back to ignoring him. "Are you kidding me right now? How can this be possible?" he asked her angrily and the air hostess comes there hurriedly sensing the heated-up situation. "How may I help you sir?" asked the air hostess worriedly, looking at them both. "Explain what happened with our seats? How did we both have the same seats?" he asked her quite impatiently. Shreyas was eager to sit down somewhere and get that damn email sent. And here they're starting to get on his nerves. "I'm sorry for the inconvenience. It's our mistake and I apologize. We have a vacant seat in the 11 c, you can sit there." the air hostess whose name read Rachel said apologetically. "Ask her to leave," Shreyas replied making Anayra shoot him a glare. "And why would I do that?" she asked while gritting her teeth. "Because I told you so," he replied with attitude making her fume in frustration. "Listen MrOberoi, I don't care if you're a billionaire or whatsoever. Just go away already. Because I'm not leaving this seat." she replied with an equal attitude and goes back to gazing out of the window once again. "Who do you think you're? Huh? The Prime Minister's daughter?" he asked her sarcastically making her smirk. "If it makes you feel better, then yes I'm the soon to be Prime Minister's daughter. So be careful with that attitude. I may become a threat to your business. Who knows." she shrugged casually and goes back to gazing out of the window once again. She wouldn't do anything much, but she can't stand the arrogant guys at all and this Shreyas Singh Oberoi happens to be one of them. So, he's facing her other side which comes out very rarely. "Excuse me," they heard another male voice and the person came and sat in the 12-b seat. "Is there any problem going on here?" he asked looking at the three of them, the air hostess looks at him helplessly. "Can you please switch your seat in 11 c?" Shreyas asked the person who sat beside Anayra, making her confused. "Oh well, sure. Why not." the guy agreed in seconds and goes to 11 c which was in front of their seat. "Now I guess, everything is solved. Thank you, Rachel. You can leave." Shreyas told the confused air hostess and looked at Anayra. The air hostess took no time to leave and now it was just the two of them. Anayra was still confused as to why would he possibly want to sit with her when she was nothing but rude to him. "So, you must be Anayra Raichand?" he asked her with a smirk. How did he not recognize her? She was so different from the pictures. "Yes. And what does it have to do with you?" she asked him with a frown. "Many things, trust me," he replied in a serious tone and takes out his laptop bag and started working as usual. She gives him a wired look and once again goes back to gazing out of the window. Through their journey, he was busy typing something and was very serious, Shreyas is a very concentrating person when it comes to his work, Even when the 10 c and 10 d couple are throwing a tantrum about the food annoying everyone on the plane and he wasn't giving a damn to anything at all. Anayra didn't realize when did she fell asleep but when she woke up, she was already in India. Sighing softly, she got up from her seat. She gazed at her side intently, the person beside her was surprisingly still sleeping and she cannot tell if this was the same arrogant prick whom she met yesterday or not because he looked so peaceful whilst asleep. And not to forget so charming too. She ignored the latter part and started arranging her handbag and checked if she took all her belongings or not and when she was sure of everything. She stood up to leave. "Were you checking me out by any chance?" he asks her in a hoarse voice. "In your dreams." came her instant reply. "I think you were because I felt a sharp eye upon me and it almost woke me up. And not to forget the noises you made while packing your bag, it woke me up completely. So, you better apologize for disturbing my sleep." he told making Anayra roll her eyes. "Once again, keep dreaming." she snapped at him and walks out from there. "We will meet soon Raichand, we will meet so very soon," Shreyas mumbled under his breath as he kept looking at her disappearing figure with a sly smile.