swetha pov

I am not exaggerating when I say I hate traveling on a bike...as Abhay drives pretty recklessly, one time we almost had an accident, I won't ever understand where he gets his confidence to ride this metal box again after that kind of trauma.

i almost fainted when we arrived at his apartment...he, like other celebrities lives in the celebrity housing(juhu) in mumbai....i got down from his bike in the parking and we went in to  the residents lift in the backside...i was looking indirectly at him from the lift mirror...he looks hot in that sleeveless shirt... stealing a glance at him i smiled.

 "meri jaan?" he smiled too and teasingly said "thado thado..." i blushed.

"humph..i am not looking at you", i retorted " yeah right... bhoot ko thad rahe ho na?" he laughed in low tone, he knows he looks hot, ek actor ko date karne ki saza.

"fine, you look ripped "i gave in..."are you eating well! ya phir se diet weit kar rahe ho?" i asked worried about him, he is very stubborn and doesn't take care of his health...he is like this only because of his managers help ...i don't know what will happen without her i thought thanking her in my head. "new movie ke liye" he said excitedly and lift stopped in our floor. we got off the lift and went inside his apartment.

he suddenly pushed me to the wall beside the door ....we exchanged heated looks , we know what it meant and he bent down to reach my lips...he pecked them, sucked at them while rubbing them ...we were totally immersed in the kiss and  did not care about our surroundings ...i had tannu's words overplaying in my mid ....i looked at his closed eyes and put my hand on his chest telling him to stop.

he grabbed my hand on his chest and went in for deeper kiss..... suddenly a song started playing in the apartment and we turned around to a cat meowing and coming towards me, abhay snapped out of the position and turned back to lift the kitten but she scowled at him...and i laughed out loud.

this cat is the one i rescued few days back, she is not allowed at my home so, i left her at abhay's place...she has learned how to on that recorder two days back and is torturing abhay .... i guess she still hates him somehow even after living here for a week ...i took her and sang along with the song playing ...gave her a good rub. 

They say he likes a good time
(My, oh my)
He comes alive at midnight
(Every night)
My mama doesn't trust him
(My, oh my)
He's only here for one thing
But (so am I)
Yeah A little bit older
A black leather jacket
A bad reputation
Insatiable habits
He was onto me, one look and I couldn't breathe
Yeah, I said, "If you kiss me
I might let it happen"

I swear on my life that I've been a good girl
Tonight, I don't wanna be her........

she purred softly melting in my hands as abhay went inside to switch on the lights...with the romantic song playing in the background and mess of a room in foreground i locked my eyes with abhay and we both shook our heads.

i got angry ....taking in the full view of room, i glared at abhay and he said " it was your cat i swear".

he always makes a mess out of his room and i am always the one cleaning up for him...now he is using my poor cat as an excuse? 

"meri jaan....ab yeh sab na karwaoo yaarrr...i am stressed enough because of my new movie " he whined and pouted...i  melt every time he calls me meri jaan...i told you he knows exactly what he is doing.

 i sighed picking up his sock from the floor. as i was busy cleaning the floor he picked up his script and a cigarette box ....he clicked the lighter putting a cigarette in his mouth , then looked at me raised his hands like a guilty criminal only to walk to  the balcony and continue.

i looked at him smoking and thought, o godd.. hmmm...his sharp jawline, doe eyes, his beard... he is an actor for sure, he looks good at every angle.. he is going to be the death of me...look, even while smoking... never mind i shook my head as  i closed the balcony door muttering a humph -cannot stand the cigarette smell .

abhay's pov

  i walked into the room after my dictation session to see my messy now clean room cleaned by my girlfriend. i smiled looking around the room only to find her sitting on the sofa in living room...i went towards her:

"thank you meri jaan...you love me the most" i said and got seated beside her on the sofa .

"abhay i have something to ask you" she said looking into my eyes, oh i know what this is about "i know meri jaan my mummy called me about the new project ...you are amazing " raising my thumb up i said..she shook her head, oh how cute she looks in the dimly lit living room and her eyes ..."about us... " ...she trailed off..."your parents again?" i questioned

"yes, and tanmayi too..." she replied

"for them?" i got angry...why are people this nosy anyways?, "don't think too deeply about them swetha...we are still young" i added.

"not for them.... for me...abhay ..how about we get registered first or an engagement?" she asked in a low tone and looked at me with an imploring gaze.

"engagement?...marriage? do you even care about me? what about my career?" i stood up angrily and she stood up with me ..i lost my mind thinking about her questions all time and  my moms questions...."you are just like my family, you only think about yourself swetha...maine socha tu mujhe samjhegi ,sabse jyada but  you?" i gasped...(i thought you understand me the most)

she cut me off and placed her hand on my arm ..trying to soothe me, "its fine, i understand...calm down, abhay don't panic" she said, but i was still angry ...my family has three kids and my father loves my eldest brother. my mother loves my youngest sister and what about me? no one loves me because i am the middle one , i was always ignored growing up and suffered from abandonment issues.

because i was scared my mom will find me useless...i lived at my grandparents most of the time , and moved out as soon as i got my first modeling gig at 17...my parents still want me to go to that company so they forced me to attend a software tech major...i broke out of their grasp with my swetha's support , i am alone in this world without her...why is she being like this? she knows everything about me .. how much i have suffered during my time...as a model and i am still working as an actor....

i guess she is being pressured by her parents i thoght pacing front and back in the room

 it's not a big problem even if we got married but i never actually thought about marriage...how will i manage a marriage...my parents will bother me again with this excuse...i may even have to go back to the company....i pressed my hand to my forehead with headache as i all these thoughts whirled around me without even listening to what swetha was saying.

i raised my head to see her tensed expression and i felt bad for her...."okay, lets get engaged first then...i will discuss with my parents about this", i did not think much i wanted her to be happy. i can manage, its just an engagement.

"what? "she questioned as if she did not expect this.

"really" i nodded my head with serious expression.. she smiled at me , "abhay!" she hugged me tightly with happy tears.

she is my longtime girlfriend who else will i marry?, i have to talk to my parents and see what they will say... it doesn't matter what they say...only swetha matters anyways. i smiled at her and hugged her, it was getting late and after we ate our dinner , i wanted to drop her at her house as it is pretty far..almost 1 and half hour journey but she said she will take a  taxi ...so we are waiting for the taxi outside our apartment, you know mumbai taxis...always late.

the taxi was here, she waved goodbye to me and got in to the taxi...i supported her head while she was getting in to the taxi so that her head doesn't bump into the car door... i waved goodbye to her and lifted my hand to receive my manager's call as i smoked another one of my favorite cigarettes.