Love Is Not A Fairytale

Chapter Eleven

Sanjana's POV:

Arnav stunned me when he came to my house. Mom made it tougher for me by telling him about me and Vishal. We soon left my place and headed back to Arnav's house in his car... The car was filled with silence. I was scared with the silence...

When we reached home, he didn't even glace at me... leave alone speak or wait. I just entered the house and then headed to the room. I saw him quietly settling his bag. I went inside and started searching for a nice saree when Arnav's voice startled me..

"So you and Vishal huh? " he asked, in a rather serious tone.

"Ye-yes... " I said "At least he won't harass me like you... " I mumbled.

But unfortunately, it was louder than I expected, he slammed his hand past me on the cupboard and I jumped in my place.. He turned me around and held my hands above my head with full force. I winced in pain.

"A-A-Arnav you-you're hu-hurting me!! " I cried out.

"I harass you right? Baby, what I do is nothing compared to what I can do.. " he said and tugged the root of my hair with his other hand.

I whimpered.. He pulled me into him by my hair and kissed my lips roughly. My eyes widened as the tears poured out. He bit my bottom lip, hard. I freed my hands and pushed him away, slapping him tight. I rubbed my lips with my palm, trying to remove any trace of his kiss. He pulled my hair and made me face him.

My body touching his, my hands on his chest, his one hand wrapped around my waist and one hand tugging at my hair lightly.

He intangled our legs and tumbled us to the bed. What's wrong with him? One moment he is hurting me and the other he is all...

"Is this what harassment is to you or do you need more demonstration? " he asked with a rather hard to define tone.

"I-I'm sorry... A-Arnav I, I know I shouldn't have pl-please don't hu-hurt me I'm... I'm— " he cut me off.

"Shhh... " he said pressing his finger over my lips.

Arnav's POV:

"I-I'm sorry... A-Arnav I, I know I shouldn't have pl-please don't hu-hurt me I'm... I'm— " he cut me off.

"Shhh..." I hushed her, before moving my finger.

I pressing my hand against her cheek, giving me more support to push myself towards her, and connect our lips together. I felt her eyes widen in shock. She tried pushing me away but my lips were firm against hers, though the kiss remained soft, gentle and slow.

I held it for a few seconds, before she reciprocated and our lips began to move in perfect sync, slowly and cautiously. I exhaled through my nose, not wanting to let go.

My entire body had been taken over by the overwhelming feeling of relief, combined with eccentric lust. I moved my hand from her cheek to the back of her head, my fingers tangling in her long, dark chocolate hair, lightly pulling her into me, adding more pressure to our lips, deepening the kiss....

I slowly released her and touched our foreheads. A wave of guilt brushed through me... I immediately pulled back and she looked at me, confused.

I jumped up and walked out of the room. What did I do? How could I just do that? How? How could I just kiss her like that? Sh¡t!! What. The. Hell. Was. I. Thinking!?