Fantasy Desires

11

Kaya POV

I was meeting with Zaan and all of a sudden, we heard the sound of a door knob twisting. We flinched that someone has come and split from each other. “Zaan, hurry hide somewhere, and I will open the door”, murmured him.

He grimaced and did not agree with my suggestion. “No, you will also conceal with me, I don't want any trouble for you”, he begged me.

I pushed him and moved ahead to open the door. I hold the door handle and looked back to find Zaan has hidden somewhere. Likewise, I opened the door and noticed Kosho standing in front of me, he wrinkled his nose and asked me, “What are you doing here”?

I thought in mind that if he got inside he might try to look around and caught Zaan. Furthermore, I took steps ahead and locked the door behind and informed him in an annoying tone, “I was not feeling well there, and I came to collect the old basket as mother was asking me to bring it from here. But I didn't find, it's so dark”.

He bowed his head while wiping his chin whilst I turned back and gazed on the door. He squinted his eyes and said, “Come let's walk inside the party”.

I hummed and went with him inside the party, I waited for a few minutes and noticed Kosho get busy with his pals. I hastily returned to the storage room and discovered the door was opened, it meant that Zaan has gone. I also looked for him at the celebration, but he was not there. Then someone tapped me on the back, and I turned around. Zara, the same girl who had been dancing with Zaan, stood in front of me. Her clothing was gorgeous, yet it exposed too much of her skin. She looked at me with her brows raised and her lips pursed. Even though I didn't like her vibe, I gave her a real smile.

“Yes, He likes me a lot, and you are attempting to steal him from me,” she exclaimed in a shrieking tone as she flipped her hair back and came closer, pointing her fingers at me. I wanted to slap her, but I restrained myself. I gently nodded and walked away from her.

I was walking back to my house, gazing down, and crying. Then, as I approached the front door, my sight was drawn to Zaan and his companions. He c****d his head, his eyes squinted, as if examining my face. I kept my mouth shut, took him one last look, and dashed upstairs to my room. I shut the door to my room and collapsed on the bed, sobbing. I felt my head throbbing with pain and was unable to open my eyes. But, gradually, I got out of bed and entered the bathroom. I looked in the mirror and noticed that my eyes were red, puffy, and my hair was messed up, despite the fact that I was wearing the same outfit as the previous night's celebration. I sighed and removed my clothing before taking a cold shower to help me feel better. I wasn't in the mood to chat to Zaan, so I decided to leave. But he was always phoning and texting me. If she loves her and they are happy together, it is better for him if I keep away from him and allow them be together. He will be happy with him since she is so lovely and stunning, and I am not. I'll tell him to drop everything and spend the rest of his life with her.

“Finally, you met with Zaan yesterday,” Ben knocked on the door, which I opened, and she came inside while munching a lollipop. I was astonished that she knew I met him, but I was curious with herl at the time. Ben jumped up and sat down on the bed as I sat on it. In addition, I twizzled my brows and inquired, "How do you know?" “I saw you coming out of the storage area with Kosho, and after 10 minutes, Zaan came outside,” she replied with a grin. So it's clear that you two were meeting in secret.”

“You were keeping an eye on us,” I growled as I lay next her.

"No, I was doing something there, and suddenly I saw all the scenes,” she said, frowning. “Was Mother asking for me to come to the party or not?” I asked her, mouthing to her O shape. “She was occupied with the ladies of the society, and they were back biting about the other ladies,” she remarked, her lips curled in disappointment. I felt relieved that she did not look for me; if she had, she may have been scolding me. “What was your something there?” I then inquired.

“I was punching the city kid as he tried to act smart with me,” she remarked, showing her teeth. “You started again,” I said, glaring at her. “It's not good you're punching every other boy.” “I also placed chilli flakes in his cake, and that boy's reaction was the best,” she remarked, pouting. I grinned at her folly, even though she assured me she wouldn't do it again, but I knew her well enough to know she wouldn't stand still without punching the local boys for fun.”

Then my phone rang, and I noticed Zaan's message, in which he said he'd be waiting for me in the backyard tonight. Similarly, I don't want to meet him, but in this chilly weather, I can't keep him waiting late at night. I waited for everyone to go to bed at night, but my mother was awake and sitting in the living room. So I went there and gave her a foot massage before tucking her into bed. I went to the rear door, relieved that she had fallen asleep. When I opened the door, I found Zaan standing outside in the freezing weather. When I looked at him, I forgot about my rage and my heart melted. Not only that, but I've resolved to finish for his sake, which means I'll have to be tough with him. I don't have to succumb to his allure and gaze.

Zaan POV

I kept phoning Kaya, but she didn't answer any of my calls. I'm not sure what happened to her at the party the night before. Her eyes were in excruciating pain, and she was crying as well. The way she looked at me, as if she needed my help, and the reason for her crying made me think it was because of me. I messaged her up till now, but she has yet to respond. I let out a frustrated groan and moved closer to the house. Not only that, but when I spoke with Kosho, he appeared to be normal. Then I noticed Kaya, who was standing near her balcony. Her stare came to a halt at me, but she quickly moved away. Her actions made me frown. So I waited for her to glance at me for a few minutes. She went inside, though, and shut the door in my face. I was perplexed as to why she acted in this manner. This could be due to the party the night before, or it could be because I kissed her and wanted to take our relationship to the next level. As a result, I need to question her and find out why.

I message her,

Tonight, I will wait for you in the backyard. ~Z

She replied,

I will not come and everything is finished. ~K

If you didn't come then entire night, I will be in the backyard. ~Z

Ok, wait as much as you want. ~K

Ok, done. ~Z

I became angered by her desire to quit our relationship. I still had to express my sentiments to her last night. By any means necessary, I will learn her motivation. At 12 a.m., I was expecting Kaya to arrive, but she stated that she would not, and I knew she would be here since she could not see me waiting in this cold weather.

After an hour, her house door opens, and she emerges dressed in a white kurta and trouser. She looked stunning, and the curves of her body were scorching.

I reached out to take her hand, but she shifted her weight away from me. “Why are you behaving like this with me until last night when everything was fine, and now you are giving me this rude behaviour?” I scoffed. She was digging her nails into her hand while looking down at her feet. “What happened, at least tell me the reason,” I moaned hard as I sank down on the ground.

“Your friend sister Zara had threatened me to stay away from you, and she likes you too,” she complained as she sat silently beside me.

"As you danced with her and encouraged her to express her emotions for you”.

“Do you think I'll ever cheat on you?” I said sternly, scowling at her words. Tears were streaming down her face as we looked into each other's eyes. With my thumb, I wiped her tears away and kissed her on the eyes and forehead.

“No, I don't think you'll ever cheat on me,” she answered quietly, “but she threatens me, and you were both joyfully dancing, so I assumed you liked her too.” I tilted my head, enraged at how she could simply presume and make decisions for us without consulting me. I got to my feet and turned around to go. She took my hand in hers and stood up. She hugged me from behind after that. I snarled and motioned for her to let go of my hand. She burst into tears and screamed, "I love you, please don't leave me."

I hugged her back warmly, flattered by her remarks.

Then I took her in my arms and kissed her on the lips.

She sat down with her eyes closed and a guilty expression on her face. “Look into my eyes and don't ever, take any decision without consulting me,” I urged harshly, lifting her chin upward with my index finger. She gave me a puppy expression as she nodded her head. I couldn't resist the impulse to kiss her, so I knelt down and gently touched her lips. It has a strawberry and chocolate flavour to it. I massaged her back and began gnawing at her lips.

She let me suck her tongue once she opened her mouth. I lick her lips and bite them slowly. She brushed her hands through my tresses. I stroked her waist with my fingers as I slid my hand to her waist. As a result, we parted ways to take a breath and stare into each other's eyes silently. Her cheeks became pink as she blushed. Then she whispered in my ear, "we should go into the storage area, no one can see us here."

We proceeded to the storage room after I nodded. I took her in my arms as she shut the door, and we sat on the ancient sofa. She hugged me as she sat on my lap. I kept my nose close to her neck and inhaled her scents. Her body was warm, and her scent was soothing. I nuzzled towards her neck and kissed her slowly. As her breath deepens, I bite down on her neck and suck it. I gave her a love bite to remind her that she is mine alone. She lay on the sofa from my lap, and I ran my fingers from her lips to her neck. I kissed her on the lips once more and tasted her. Then I pulled her kurta down her back and began kissing her from shoulder to breast. Her hands began to move through my hair, biting her lips. I couldn't help myself and pulled her trouser down, pressing my nose against her exposed skin, but before I could react, we heard a bang on the door, so we hurriedly rose up and composed ourselves.

Kaya moved forward to open the door, but it was immediately opened, and her mother entered; she noticed both of us, and her attention fell on the sofa, where my jacket lay.

She clenched her teeth and looked at Kaya. Then she asked, her jaw clenched, "What are you both doing here alone?"

“I gave her a notebook that only I came to question her about, but she told me that she left it here,” I added as Kaya became pale and bowed her head down. So, we came here, but the door was locked, trapping us inside.”

“Let her father come here, then you will go,” she said angrily. I was frightened because her father intimidates me, but I didn't show it to her and just nodded. She gave Kaya a cold gaze and pulled out her phone. She dialled his number, but he did not answer. “Go back to your home,” she said after ten minutes, her nostrils dilated. I nodded and walked out the door, taking my jacket with me. Kaya's tearful eyes were stabbing at my heart the last time I looked at her. I couldn't leave her here alone, but I didn't have a choice.

With heavy heart, I left her to confront her mother alone and returned to my house. I haven't had the courage to accomplish anything in a long time. I sat in my bed, waiting for Kaya to send me a message. Similarly, I hope she is well, and I have received her note.