Chapter 4

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"When will you be here" I asked samyak on call when I reached home.

"It will hardly take me 15 minute."

"Cool" I ended the call and went washroom to take shower. It felt so amazing when cool water hit my skin. Today had been more hectic than usual and the bomb that vishal uncle had blasted on us early in the day made me lose my concentration. Regardless of what I was doing, my mind was constantly there.

How can he expects me marry his son. I know he clearly said its going to be fake marriage but still. I am not the person who is keen of all these stuffs. Marriage and love is not the part of my life. Because I know I won't be able to love someone as they deserve. The mention of love makes my knees shake. I am afraid to fall for somebody.

And though it's going to be fake and I may appear like an aberrant person but I value our culture and religion enough to not get married, just for a contract. Because marriage is a sacred relationship between two souls and I don't want to make it a business deal.i can never let down the teachings and values that my Nani (maternal granny) has taught me.

"Krish, you are still inside the shower" Samyak's voice made me jump out of my thoughts.

Damn I need to stop getting lost inside my head.

"Let me have my shower in peace you doofus." I yelled though nothing is peaceful today

"You called me 20 minutes ago and I can bet you are in the shower since then. So chop chop." He said and I heard him closing the door and walking out. I get out of shower and went to my closet. I wore some lose T-shirt and shorts.

I noticed Samyak is in kitchen. He is in his comfy clothes too because he keeps some spare clothes here. He definitely is an eye catch. But I will never tell him because his ego already is the size of earth, don't want to make it bigger than before. He is that perfect man which a lady dreams for. Handsome, hot, rich, caring, loving and so much more. He deserves a girl who will make him happier than ever before. Not a broken mess like me.

"I see you make yourself at home" I comment while walking to him. I grab a water bottle from fridge and started drinking while looking at him

"Yeah I had to because my best friend doesn't know what are the etiquettes when  she has a guest over." He tilt his head at my direction. I closed the bottle and put it back in refrigerator.

"So, what are you cooking?" I asked and walked to him.

"I was too tired to cook something special. So I decided to make Roti and Baigan bharta. Also made your favorite kurkure chaat." Just like his mother, he is a pro in cooking too.

"It is more than enough. Thank you Sammy. You are the best." I smiled slyly knowing very well what I had done.

"Ughhhh... How many times u have to tell you to not call me that." he said.

"What. You don't want me to call you Sammy. I thought you love that nickname. You broke my heart" I said with much more drama than necessary. He roled his eyes.

"Oh come on krish. Stop being so dramatic. I mean Sammy doesn't even suit my personality." He wined.

"Really. So what would your highness wants me to call them." I asked as I leaned to the counter and observe him making dinner. His eyes were fixed on the pain and he was making rotis with such perfection, even I felt jealous of his skills. God, why do you have to make this guy this perfect? I was also there, you could have gave me some skills.

"Hmm... I would love it if you call me daddy but we can't use it in public. It's not that I mind but people around us will definitely mind but you can call me that when we are alone. Rest of the time Sam will be nice." He said and winked at me. I hit him on head.

"How about I call you what you are asshole." I said with sarcasm.

"Owww.... Dude you hit very hard." he cried.

"Yeah, is that so. If you didn't stop making sexual innuendos now, I can definitely hurt many parts of your body" I threatened him though we both know it's just fun.

"Okay. I Don't want to piss off your inside's  Natasha romanoff." He backed off. "come on carry this." He gave a casserole to me for taking it to our dining table. Yes our because we bought it together. Samyak said I need one but I was opposed to it for I live here alone. But he forced me because he said and I quote "Most of the time I eat here and unlike you I love to eat in a proper manner." So he decided to buy one for me but I made him split the bill.

We sat on chairs and eat in peace. Damn, he cooks so well. I also love cooking but I am not as good as him. After eating I washed the dishes and samyak made his bed on couch and put some pillows and a blanket. I walked back to see him lying flat on his back. If he is sleeping than I will surely not disturb him. We can always talk tomorrow.

But he opened his eyes and when he saw me, he sat back to give me space to sit.

I guess now is the time to address the elephant it the room.

"You know you don't have to hesitate to tell me anything." He said. I nod because it's the truth. I never need to think twice before telling him anything because I know he will never divulge my secrets. "So tell me what have you decided."

"Sam you know how much I love my and your's family. We can't deceive them by getting married only for the contract. Our families have faith in us we cannot break it. And I am not the right person to whom anyone wants to get married." I said. He looked a bit in pain by my answer.

" How can you still be insecure about your self huh. You know what I thought about you. " He hold my face in his hands." You are just so perfect in my eyes. You have fought your more than fair share of battles. You are strong, beautiful, kind, honest and blaze about risks. You are the only person to whom I can relate to perfection. So please stop doubting your self. And although I know you won't comply with dad on this, I was happy he chose you for this because he chose you for my partner. As much as I want to stay bachelor all my life, I know they will make me marry someone eventually. And the thought of you as my wife seems possible because I want to keep this friendship for a life time. The opportunity to prove myself is tempting but not enough to make me get married. " he said and put his hand back on his thighs.

"But how can we get married when we don't love each other." I questioned. It pained a little to say that because I know I have some sort of feelings for him but I always buried it under my fears.

"Who said we have to be in love to get married. I trust you and you trust me. It's a reason enough for me because I don't trust people easily. You have all the qualities which I need in my life partner. And to make myself clear I don't want to get married under a contract. I actually want to marry you. This project will be a plus point of the marriage. And you also think, you don't want to get married to anyone but your family will also force you, so it's better to marry me because in this way you will also be happy. " He replied. My heart picked its speed when he said he wants to get married to me also I found his reasoning appropriate because I am so opposed of getting married but one day out of emotional blackmails I will have to tie the knot with someone. And I hate the very existing thought of that.

"But how can you be so sure that you will never fall for anyone" I questioned again.

"If it was supposed to happen, it would have happened before this time. And I know I will never be able to fall for anyone. It's just doesn't happen." He replied confidently.

"But...." I started but he cut me off.

"No buts. And you tell me. How are you so sure that you won't find your prince charming." He questioned.

Prince charming and me. No no no. Rephrase it. Love and me can never come on same sentence. As much as I adore couples, I am afraid of that feeling hundred folds more. That is why I strictly keep my feelings for him buried. My past has given me enough reason to not to fall in love. Love makes you weak and I can never become weak.

"You know I won't fall in love. Not after all that had happened." I stated  firmly.

"Just like that, I know I won't fall for anybody." He replied.

Now I am so confuse. I thought it would be easier to say no. But what Sam is saying has a point. If I get married to him than I will be just the same way as I am today because he understands me and knows about everything. This will save me from the uncertainty of the future. And I will actually be happy with him. As long as love is concerned I can stop myself from falling for him more and it will be easy because he doesn't want me.

"Your frown is saying you are in deep thoughts." He mentioned.

"Yeah..... Okay I have 1 doubt. If we will get married than do we have to be sexual." I asked.

"Babe I know you are very hormonal. Only for you, yes we will have sexual relationship. I don't want my best friend to be all horny and worked up." He answered.

Tell me why I thought marrying him would be nice.

I got up from my position and attacked him and started beating him. But that bastard started laughing like this is some kind of comedy show.

" okay,... okay..... Stop... Spare me.... I am sorry krish. I won't make any remarks now." He hold my hands and said. Somehow in between this beating, I ended up sitting on his lap. He was looking deep in my eyes. I start to get goosebumps. "You know I will never force or make you do anything that you don't want. How can you think I will make you give up to me. And to answer your question, no we will not have to make any kind of sexual relationship. We will stay the way we are now, the appellation of marriage will be for the rest of the world. " He said and tucked my fallen strand of hair behind my ear.

" Okay. " I said while looking in his eyes.

" you are ready to marry me and that also for a life time" I asked and raised his eyebrows.

"Now when you put it like that, it looks like the hardest work to do. And it surely is, because who would ever want to get married to annoying, cocky jerk like you." I retaliate.

"You mean hot, handsome and perfect." He deadpan. I laughed at his expression. "So are you really ready. You are not forced to do this for me or dad or anyone. Do it only if it makes you happy. I promise i will always be there as your best friend regardless of your decision ." he said.

"I know. I trust you idiot and also you are afraid of my telekinesis skills, so I am all safe. But the decision depends on the proposal I get." I said. His eyes lighten up and he smiled.

"Ain't you already demanding and we haven't even got married. God save me." He exasperated. I laughed then realize I am still sitting on his lap and he is holding me. So I got up and sit beside him. "Okay. I will propose you in a way you that will never be able to say no. I promise."

"I will wait for it. But I doubt if there is any romantic cell is inside your body." I replied.

"Don't doubt what you haven't seen before. I will make you woo." He affirmed. I just give him a mocking smile. "Come on Let's watch a movie."

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