The fate of my love

Chapter 1

Beep beep beep...

The alarm rings and I start getting ready for college. For everyone out there who don't like going to college, I and Gaurav love it, no, we actually live it. I like reading books, either without the syllabus out of it.

I start bathing, washing my pathetic body in the process. I hate my skinny self. I don't have curves at all and I hate it. I don't even know if I deserve Gaurav or not. Bathing quickly, I wear my black salwaar kameez, applying some talcum powder and combing my pathetic hair full of dandruff, I am ready.

I got out of my apartment, locking the door in the process. I go down as always, where Gaurav would come with a bike for us.I reached there and he is already standing outside with his bike, punctual as usual. How can he be so perfect? I love him for this. But I also know that I will never tell him. I am not worth him. He will never accept me. Maybe our friendship will also get affected. No, I can’t lose my only friend.

“Hello, Ms. space out. Where are you?,” I know my favourite voice and my favourite scent, his cologne.

“Mr. Sharma, are you jealous that I am thinking of someone special?,” I teased him but when I looked closely at him, I could clearly see anger and possessiveness there. Was he really jealous for me? While I was thinking, I suddenly felt a pair of lips on my own.

"You are mine. Don’t ever think of leaving me. I love you. Leave me for someone and I will kill him,” he spoke in between the kiss. Does he really love me?

“What? Why will you love a bookworm like me? I don’t believe you,” I said and he pulled away, staring deeply inside my eyes, as if to search for my answer. He shook his head slowly.

"You were never a bookworm. I have at least not seen a bookworm playing cricket. You are kind and warm inside. I love you and you are the most beautiful person for me.”

"Please say that again. I can't believe this. This surely is a dream,” I cried, but those tears were of joy. And yes, if you are wondering I am crazy for crying in such a situation, then yes I am. I am crazy for Gaurav...

“I love you stupid. I love you so much. And mind you, never think about someone special,” he spoke.

“Are you sure that you don’t want me to think of someone special? Because my someone special’s name is Gaurav Sharma. I was thinking about you and how I am unworthy of you,” I spoke slowly, communicating all my worries.

“Shut up i***t. You are worth all my love because I simply love Jessica. Don't ever speak lowly of her. She is the most beautiful girl in my eyes and I love her. Now let's go to school. I don't guess my inner Bookworm wants to miss his chance of reading books.”

I giggled and intertwined our fingers, riding on his bike towards our college. I was really very happy. My love was reciprocated by my Gaurav. He is mine. I love you too Gaurav, I love you too...

We reached the college on time, thanks to Gaurav's punctuality that we daily get here half an hour earlier than our first lecture, but today we have only ten minutes extra.

I bid my love a bye and a small peck on his cheek, surprising him. I went to the class only to find time reeling so slowly, I want to go and meet my new boyfriend and my old friend, of course both the people are the same. ;-)