Fantasy Desires

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Kaya POV

One moment I was so happy in the other moment, zaan was rage in anger. I have never seen him, angry like this, he was always caring and lovable person for me. He never snapped at me, nor be raised his voice while talking to me. Though I was excited for my first day, but there was guilt that I did not told him about Xavier With all these thoughts swirling in my mind, I came back to the library. I took my Seat and sighed heavily. Ashi came with xavier, and they both looked so happy together. Xavier bid good bye to us and went in the direction where Ave was sitting. Her eyes flicked with envy and anger but she covered with a smile. Ashi patted on my shoulder and grin from ear to ear. "Thank you for helping me" , she grinned. I shot back her smile and hugged her. "You both look like together", I teased her. She blushed and turned into pink. I chuckled at her and we walked out of the tuition and Eventually we sit in the van. Then she asked me with narrowed eyes , " What were you both doing in his office"?

I was caughtoff guard and shook my head that nothing happened. A mischievous grin played on her lips,

"Have you two had office hot romance"? My eyes grew wider that she guessed right and I shushed her. "He saw me with Xavier in the library and he thought that we two have some thing, so he was furious and snapped at me". I said her with sadness. She kept her hand on me and gave me a sympathy look. "You should have told him that had feelings for you before but you didn't reciprocate same to him", she said. "I got scared from him , it was first time so I do told him that we are only friends", I said with a guilt. She sighed heavily and rubbed my hand to calm me. "This is true only that you both are only friends, so don't over think about it", she said with a small smile. I exhaled a breath to lift the weight from my heart and nodded my head in agreeing with her. "He asked me out for a long drive date tomorrow",

I said her with while blushing. She grinned and clapped her hand with excitement.

"You should be happy that finally you both are giving a new turn to your love life".Yes, it was true that moving ahead in our relationship, and it was first time that except school and home. I was going to some other place though I have dreamt to travel all over the world, but I am not so much fortunate. My thoughts got interrupted by excited voice. "What are you wearing tomorrow for the date"? I frowned and slightly pouted, "Like always my normal dresses",She rolled her eyes and said in irritating voice, "Not like always you will wear tomorrow you have to wear something stylish and special". "I don't have any special dress", replied her. She tapped her chin like she was in deep thought and shriek in high pitch, "I have an idea you should

wear my pink dress". I remember that dress

she had wore on a school event, it was simple and but stylish. But I don't want her to be burden. however,

I shook my head and said, " No, let it be,I will wear something

from my collection".

She huffed and turned her head away from my side. I know that she would not let it go easily,

I sighed and asked her "Okay, bring it tomorrow".

She clapped her hand like a 5 years old and cheerfully exclaimed, "I will do Some make up on you".

"No, I am not doing any make up please", I dramatically fold my hands. We laughed at our actions. "But if anyone in the city identify you with zaan, then it would be a problem", She said worriedly. It was right that if anyone saw us together, then it would create us a problem. I was confused what should I do, either I should decline the date or I should take a risk. At last, we reached our home and I went to my room. And thought for some deing idea to go to on date safely. Meanwhile, Mom stepped in my room and asked me to help her to discard her old dress, which she would give to the maids. I followed her and were Piles of clothes assembled on her bed.

As I entered in her room, I saw dad was sitting on the sofa and reading some newspapers. I gulped my nervousness and walked in a while looking down. Mom settled on bed and asked me to pile up the clothes properly. I nodded my head and started doing the piling up the clothes, then my gaze stopped at black abaya, which was old, her designs were faded away but otherwise it was perfect. After piling up the clothes,she asked me to keep the old clothes in the store room. I picked and took them to storeroom. And silently, took the old abaya in my room kept in my school bag. This was perfect for me to cover my body and face, and no one could identify me then.