CHAPTER 14 - HAPPY HIGH

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Chapter 14 – 'HAPPY HIGH'

Khushi's POV –

Next Day Morning at 645am –

Cape Town

My eyes flutter open, and I feel a little heavy in my head.

It wasn't like a hangover, because I wasn't very drunk last night.

But yeah something like a – Mini Hangover.

Goshhh.

I rub my temples with both my hands still lying down in bed.

I shouldn't have probably had that extra margarita in the end.

I had, had a beer , then two single maritini's and I was like tipsy.But I think it was that mix from that Margarita towards the end of the party that took me from tipsy to slightly drunk.

I close my eyes as I remember the reason why I had all those drinks anyway.

After seeing Hoodie Guy on TV in the way I had, there was something in between all that theme park operation in my stomach that was making me very very jittery and nervous.

And I had tried to instruct my head to work a little bit and put a restrain on those flutters in my stomach, but my emotions had revolted,because they didn't want too put a restrain on their flow because of what they had been feeling and amongst all this conflict in between my stupid mind and heart, id felt this nervousness that was shaking me.

I had never felt this way ever before.

I was going on about my Life, and one fine day, Hoodie Guy decides to drop into it out of the blue.

In the -BOOM BASH BOOM- moments of my Life, our paths end up crossing and now we are both into this "thing"in between of us since the last one month – the 'thing' that is now starting to result into this crazy theme park Adventureland in the pit of my stomach.

And then – that scene off him from TV – had just pushed me over into another scary ride.

And I don't know which was more stupid in the moment, my mind or my heart – but I did end up resorting to use alcohol as a tool to soothe my nervousness.

I finally open my eyes, rubbing my temples and my eyes fall on my phone that was lying in my bed, messed up in my covers.

Ok.Then.

I groaned.

Stupid.Stupid.Goofy Khushi.

I cant believe I dozed off while talking to him on the video call.

I did remember most of my conversations with Hoodie Guy last night,because I wasn't very high that it didn't register in my head in the first place.

And thanks to the hit from the alcohol -id actually goofed up by asking him those stupid questions on the text.

Especially about that statement to the reporter about Cape Town's experience.

I still cant believe I texted him outright and asked him that he was talking about cricket?

And then that stupid goofy question about if some hot models were trying to flirt with him or not? Or if he's been polite in rejection again or indulged in casual flirtation??

Godddddddddddddd.Stupid Me.

And then all thanks to the alcohol – id also ended up voicing out my thought to him about how I felt when I looked at him on TV that he was from a different world from mine.

Id plonked onto my pillow just after stating that to him and I do remember asking him not to think about this.

And I think this was when sleep started to take over, and cloud my memory.

Did we talk anymore after that??

Im having trouble remembering.

I try to focus in my head to recall it.

But the focus is not working.

I groan as I twist to the other side of my bed, wanting to hit myself for being such a weirdo and a Goof!!

Did I actually doze off again just like that??

God he must think im a crazy fool too, I first call him in my sleep the other day and now I sleep whilst talking to him on the video call.

And I also am unable to remember the last bit of our conversation.

Bravo!

Khushi.Bravo!

But wait to my credit – I have given him a heads up about this right in one of our conversations.

I did tell him that sleep catches me in the minute I put my head on my pillow.

And yesterday ofcourse, I also had the virus of alcohol to add to that.

I quickly pick up my phone now, and see the time.

It was 655am.

I do the math in my head which meant it was almost 1025 am in India right now.

Im hoping to see a goodmorning text from hoodie guy as usual, because I figured he would be up by now.

I open whatsapp.

And I do see a couple of messages from him, waiting for me.

But it isn't a goodmorning text.

I see the time on it – I think he left me these texts before he slept.

My eyes immediately hover to read what he had written.

Him : Khushi, just in case you wake up and you don't remember the last bit of our conversation from last night, because I did notice that your eyes were loaded with sleep the minute you placed your head on your pillow and you kind off were yawning through the last bit off it and you had a couple of drinks too and were totally looking and sounding like the alcohol had hit you too – I thought its better if I write it down here, so that you read it first thing in the morning as you wake up, because its important for you to know this.I will be sleeping in a little late tomorrow, because we have a day off.

Theme Park Operations begin in the pit of my stomach as I read that.

Its not even 7am here in my city – and im sure no theme park in this world opens up so early except for this crazy one in the pit of my stomach.

How did he just sense that there could be a possibility that I wouldn't remember??

My eyes move on to the next message, now eager to know what hed written next.

Him : So I totally need to get this across to you – that when I mentioned about my experience in Cape Town making its way close to my heart, I WAS NOT TALKING ABOUT CRICKET.I WAS TALKING ABOUT YOU. And on top of that – I totally mean it when I say this that I don't feel like I have known you just for a month now, I really do feel like that iv known you for a long long time.

Waittt?? Whatttttttttttttttttt??????????

I close my eyes on reflex as I feel like I have been placed on five freaking thrill rides together.

And right then the last bit of the conversation comes back rushing through to my head.

And what do I feel like as I remember all of it??

I feel like iv been rocketed up to space in TWO MINUTES.

How was it even possible for me to feel all this craziness??

I open my eyes and look at the next message awaiting to be read.

Him : You make me happy Khushi.Really happy.you know Like iv told you about how im happy high when im playing cricket??.you make me feel just like that too -all happy high.And also if I have to give another example because I am in that happy tipsy state right now a little bit myself – Its easier to state that you make me feel like I am Tipsy all the time!! I want you to know that - You are important to me Khushi..

I read what hes written and I feel like I want to do a little happy dance myself.

And I do get up and stand on my bed and do a little bit of happy dance like a crazy idiot and then pick up my phone and read his message again.

And again.

And I once I am about to read it for the sixth time.

I pause.

Oh wait.

Is he sure??

I mean is he sure that he means to say this to me???

Me?

Me??

Me????????

I mean he did say he was a little bit tipsy too, maybe what if he thinks otherwise after he wakes up??

I read what hes written again and I smile on reflex and I ask my stupid mind to stop worrying.

I quickly put my phone on charge,make my way to the washroom to freshen up and take a quick shower and freshen up.

It was only 710 am, and I only had to leave for work by 840am.

I didn't want to go back to sleep.

Maybe, Id just get ready first and then message him.

Maybe he would be up by then??

I could talk to him and apologize for dozing off atleast before jetting off to work for the day.

I get into my bathroom and remove my make up from the night – first thing out, I never usually sleep with make up on because I need my skin to breathe at night but then again yesterday I was also emotional because id been missing mom, and that's why I hadn't changed as well and just slept in it.

I smile as I remember Arnav's words as he told me that it was totally ok to do so and not feel weird about it.

On that note – I step into shower with a grin, and I feel the warm water soothe me and as I start to hmmm a tune on reflex and wash my hair..I feel like I am little happy high too , but it wasn't because of any leftover affect of the alcohol ; it was all because of Hoodie Guy too.

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Twenty Minutes Later

Khushi PoV continues

I put on my formal navy blue straight fit pants and then get into this mustard boat neck formal top, and tuck it in my high waist paints and tug at the top to have it loosen up around my mid waist a little,and shuffle my hands through my semi wet hair, and tuck them behind my ear loosely.

And I look into the mirror and I smile at my reflection, I was almost ready to step out to work.

I had nothing more to add to my look for the day, expect for just probably tieing my hair up again into a ponytail on the way to work, once theyd dried up.

I was going to go sans my bb cream to office today.

I put the kettle water on boil and start prepping up my breakfast and I pick out my phone as I write a text to him.

It was almost 11am in India now.

Me : Wakey Wakey Hoodie Guy..look who gets to drop you a goodmorning text for a change! Are you up already?? Or still sleeping???? Must be exhausted from all that physically draining play , im so glad its your break day today.Please relax and rest yourself today.

I Put the phone on the kitchen counter and take out my pan and then two eggs from my fridge.

I think of making myself a omellete with some toast and my coffee for my breakfast.

My phone beeps.

I quickly pick it up.

And I smile.

Its Arnav.

Him : Khushi..goodmorning..i just woke up three minutes ago..still lazing in bed though! Literally picked up my phone to text you and your message popped up! Im telling you we have some crazy telepathy going on in between of us.Are you getting ready for work now?

My smile gets converted to a grin automatically.

Me : Its crazy indeed.Ok, so I woke up a little early and I am already ready for work.Just making breakfast and coffee.

I get a quick text.

Him: Make some for me too please! The coffee atleast!

I grin as I read that.

Me : Sure hoodie guy, but technology still hasn't advanced so much yet.

Him : it needs to right??

I grin as I type : totally needs too! Ok listen hoodie guy, I'm sorry I dozed off on the video call last night!

My phone beeps in less than a second literally!

Him : did you read my messages??the ones I left for you before sleeping?? Whtsapp tells me youv read them because of the double blue tick..but I want to know from you..did you read them?

I take a deep breathe as I read that and the theme park operation in my stomach is in peak time ride mode now.

I quickly text : Yes I did read them Arnav.They made me smile.Thank you.

If I told him that they made me go crazy and jump on my bed in a happy dance, hed probably rethink his messages because of my stupidity and goofiness.

Phone beeps.

Him : I meant every word I wrote Khushi.

I smile as I write honestly : well, just so you know, you make me feel good and happy too!

Him : Good! Just finishing freshening up and just ordering room service .Can we get on a videocall in two minutes? I need to see you..i think we have some time to connect before we leave for work right??

Ok then.

That bit of – I need to see you in that text just gave me goosebumps.

Jeez!

I smile as I write : Yes good to connect Arnav.i only have to leave by 830-840ish.

I place my phone on the ledge in the kitchen as I now start prepping up my eggs and get my coffee ready and because I feel like having some fun, I pour some coffee for him in another cup too,and I put the hot plate on , and the pan on it to get my ommellete going.

My phone buzzes.

And I quickly bent forward, and swiped up the green button and hold the cup of coffee id poured out for him and keep it gestured in front of the screen just as his face fills up my screen and I grin as I say – " rise and shine hoodie guy..with a cup of custom made coffee from uber girl..."

He grins immediately, and he was standing and I see him plonk himself on the sofa and he runs a hand through his already ruffled and messy hair as he gives me a wink – "And you do know id do anything right now to get them to innovate of a window of transportation portal through technology and whatsapp so that I can actually take a sip off that cup.."

And the ferris wheel ride in my stomach begins.

I smile as I put the cup down and I say, keeping an eye on my omellete – "so your cup is safe sound in its position...",and I pick my cup up as I say, sipping my coffee – " and I shall have just have some on your behalf then.."

He grinned and then chuckled – " what are you making Khushi??"

I smile at him as I flip my omellete – "an omellete hoodie guy..with my toast and coffee.."

He smiled – " that's exactly what I ordered too.."

I grinned as I start to get the omeleete now done on both sides – " great hoodie guy..so tell me did you sleep well..are you feeling relaxed now??please take rest today..i mean I hope you don't have practice today..."

He smiled and I watch him eat a bite off an apple – " I do have a little training session in the nets this afternoon..but just for an hour or so..because we wont get much time tomorrow..the first t20 match tomorrow, and we will only reach pune just in time.."

I ask on reflex – "are you flying again? I mean its supposed to be near Mumbai right? Pune??",and place my breakfast on a plate and pick up my phone and walk to the little table and put it on it and then walk back to pick up my coffee and he answers taking another bite off his apple –" it's a three hour drive Khushi..we will be taking the team bus, because we have to return here for the second t20..."

I sip my coffee and I nod giving him a small smile– " god that's a lot of travel Arnav..hats off to all your sportspersons for living such a hectic lifestyle..its like you guys are more in hotel rooms than in your homes..."

He smiled – " thanks khushi...but we are used to it, infact do you know this hotel right now the one im staying in is as good as my second home..because I play for the Mumbai team in the IPL and this is home for us all through whenever we are here for the games.."

I take another sip of my coffee – " really??? That's interesting, the staff must know you all so well then.."

He nods – " yes...",and he pauses as he asks – " why aren't you eating khushi??"

I say on reflex – " waiting for your breakfast to arrive ofcourse you did you ordered right..i have time..i can wait.."

He grinned – "and we eat together whilst we talk? Id like that..",and he paused and then went on a second after a thought – " but khushi I hope you aren't getting late..but I also think my food will be here soon.."

I shake my head – " no no, don't worry I have time.."

And right then I hear the bell in the background, and he says – " wait up..ill be back..",and I see him get up and walk to the door and he opens it and takes the food trolley in and thanks the staff and then closes the door, and he pushes the trolley to where he was sitting near the sofa and center table and he picks up his plate and I finally see his face fill in the screen – " brekfast's here..."

I grin as I pull my plate in front of myself and we both take a bite at the same time as he asked – " did you sleep well??and any hangover??"

I gave him an embarrassed smile, taking another bite off my omellet – " im sorry about dozing off to sleep last night on the video call again Arnav.."

He chuckles as he takes a bite off his – " no worries khushi, I do remember that sleep comes to you the minute you put your head on the pillow.."

I smile and I ask – " ok but wait how did you sense that I probably wouldn't be able to remember the last bit of our conversation..?"

He grinned and gave me a wink , as he sipped his coffee – "well lets just say I knew..",and he paused as he spoke – "And that's why I left you those messages, because I didn't want to take a chance with you not remembering it.."

I think I felt like I was going to blush right now.

My cheeks were hot.

I gave him a small smile and then picked up my coffee mug and sipped on it to hide my blush from his view and he asks , taking a bite off his toast now – "so that group picture was a very nice one Khushi..do let me know who is who in it whenever you get time.."

I ask a little surprised – " you want to know who is who in that picture??"

He nodded – " ofcourse, why wont I want to know Khushi there are your friends, I know you don't want anyone to know that you know me, but I wana know who your friends are, Rahul, Diya your uncle and aunty, Varun etc? you keep talking about them..itll be nice to have a face to connect to.."

I grin as I speak – " ok then, open the picture...",and I start – " ok so the one you see on the further left that guy in the navy blue tee hugging that gorgeous woman in the olive green dress..."

He nods – " yess..."

I add – " that is Rahul and diya...",and I speak on – " ok and right next to them is Siya and Sameer, siya is diyas younger sister and Sameer is armaan's younger brother, they just started dating a while ago.."

He nods and smiles – " they look cute.."

I grin – " they are adorable..and so in love..so Varun isn't in this picture because he was at Chai and Coffee for the shift...and that old couple at the back who have their arms around each other..thats uncles and aunty I mean as in rahul's parents...and then right next to Sameer and Siya is Parth,then right next to him is Samarth and his fiancé Sonali and then that's abhishek and yuvika they are also dating, then theres Nikhil and Nicole they are all mostly Rahul's friends..and right next to nicole is me.."

And he speaks sipping his coffee – "and right behind you is Armaan..how did it go with him last night??you know since you were meeting him after that chat in Chao and Coffee for the first time.."

Ok then.

So now im kinda embarrassed about the way Armaan has his eyes on me in the picture,and now that im looking at it with a sober eye, I can sense that its pretty obvious that hes got me on his mind and I speak taking a deep breathe and a bite off my omellete – "actually initially I was kind of avoiding talking to him to be honest to you because I think id caught him looking at me in between a lot and then when I was in the kitchen talking to diya and aunty,

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