Guys before you read this, This is a thread of a one part stories. So this is a new part. Kindly don't get confused. Its such a small story that it ends within a part.
Karan and Tipsy hated each other.
"I hate you Karan" she said
" I hate you Tipsy" he said.
They both hated each other sooo much.
They both loved each other even more but ego stopped them.
Who would come and tell a sorry!?
After all why should both?
Each one thought the other should come and convince.
After all they are partners. Aren't they?
Fortunately or unfortunately they met. After 6 long years.
What has life stored for them??
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"This is Tipsy!" Ved introduced her to Zoya.
"Hi Zoya!" Tipsy greeted "Ved has told so many things about you! Glad to meet!" She says and was greeted the same way back.
"Yaar Zoya where is your boyfriend?" Ved asked.
"Is she your girlfriend then?" Zoya asked then realising that she should have asked better before.
She knew she joked.
But Ved wasn't.
"Yes she is!" He said.
Tipsy couldn't recollect on how she should react. She remained intact.
"Married?" Zoya asked.
"Yes. 6 months ago!" He said.
"6 years ago!" Tipsy told inside herself.
It has been 6 years since she was married To Karan.
"Then she is your wife stupid!" Zoya hit him hard.
Ved laughed and said they were like friends though husband and wife.
Somewhere near,
"Gotta go bye" someone said outside and was about to come in.
Tipsy's heart recognised his voice.
"Karan!" It said.
"Are you married?" Ved asked Zoya
"We are going to. That's why we are here!" She replied him.
Tipsy's heart beat raised.
Dhak dhak dhak dhak......
She knew she's really gonna be ill.
She held Zoya for support.
"Hi darling!!" He came in finally.
He gave a side hug and then bothered to see whom she was talking to.
Tipsy had quickly excused herself to the washroom.
She went a bit far from there and peeped to see who it was. Zoya's to be husband was.
Nightmare struck her. After 6 years. 6 solid years. She saw him.
He has changed a lot.
She tried to recognise the changes but abruptly failed. She could interpret only one thing.
He looked more HANDSOME.
She blushed.
She scolded herself.
She didn't know what she was doing.
Her heart and mind argued.
She finally, decided she would not give up her ego.
It wasn't her mistake after all. Though childish, mistake is a mistake.
She walked in with full confidence after looking at the mirror to check if she was properly dressed or not.
She was.
"Excuse me!" She said as she was about to hit the waiter who was serving the food to a near by bench.
His eyes turned towards her. He knew it was her. That same voice. He hears it with deep confidence that it was his woman's!
"Tipsy" he murmured not being audible to any.
"Darling am back. Did I miss something?" Tipsy asked ved as she put her hand across Ved's.
He felt a bit shocked as tipsy had never done like this. But felt happy.
"You did honey!" He said kissing tipsy's sideline.
"Meet Mr.Karan Khanna, Zoya's would be" he said.
"Oh hi!" She said without showing that she was shocked as she already knew.
"Hi!" Karan said hell shocked. He never knew what was happening there. His wife, his own wedded wife was claiming someone else to be her husband and he dares to kiss her.
All these things were running around his mind.
On the other side, Ved was very happy as this was the first time he had kissed her and was surprised that she had left him near her as she would never do it else then.
"Hi?" Karan asked her
"Mrs.Ved. Tipsy Ved!" She said.
"Oh hi Ma'am!" Karan kept it short.
"Don't be formal Mr.Khanna. Call me tipsy!" She said.
Mr.Khanna? Damn God he loved her call him like that!!
God lady you're killing him!!!
He indicated everyone to have a seat and meanwhile the food came he thought on what to do!
"Zoya If you don't mind," he started interrupting the talk.
"I am actually getting bored. Can I go a bit outside while you guys keep talking?" He asked.
"Yup sure. Take tipsy along too. She'll be bored too. You show her around. She's new it seems to this place. Would be a good time pass. Meanwhile we'll finish the business talks!" She said smiling.
Tipsy was reluctant. She knew it was his plan.
Ved persues her to go.
She finally agreed.
Karan led her outside the hall and took her to the most private part of the hotel which he reserves for himself.
"So I hear someone is new to this place!!" He smirks.
"I am coming the first time with...." She wasn't allowed to complete.
"Haan. With Ved. How many times have you ever been with many...." It fired her up. She knew what he was going to ask
"Behave Mr.Khanna" she shouted.
"This didn't change!" He smirked again.
"What is your problem? You left me the other day didn't you?" She shouted.
"I think you lost your memory along with your senses. It was you who left me!" She barged back.
"Stop blaming. You'll never grow up until you understand the faults" she said.
"You married that guy?" He asked changing the topic.
"And you're marrying that lady?" She asked from her side.
"What's your problem?" Both of them asked together.
"There is no need of wasting time along with you!" She said and was about to leave when he pinned her to the wall.
"You're not leaving Mrs.Khanna" he said coming very close to her and she realised his breath affected her even then.
"Chodiye mujhe. Am feeling uncomfortable!" She said.
"Are you Tipsy? You mean am uncomfortable? Look into my eyes!!" He ordered.
She pushed him with her full might and left crying.
"I'll show her what she is going to be!" He said angrily and caught her while she was trying to remove the lock.
He held her hand from the top with which she was about to remove the lock and held her by the waist so she doesn't fall down.
He kept his chin on her neckline and his hands roamed around her tummy.
"Push him out!" Her mind told but her heart loved this feel. She wanted him to claim her as his.
"You really married him tipsy?" He asked her nudging her neck and placing soft kisses over the neckline and caressing her tummy.
"Why does it matter Mr Khanna?" She tried restricting her in front of him. But she knew she loved what he is doing to her.
She firmly scolded her heart not to reveal the truth behind her marriage.
"Come on tell me tipsy!" He said as he now started placing soft kisses near her jaw tempting her more to kiss his lips.
"Tell me tipsy! Don't you want me back?" He said as he kissed her mole near the lip and was about to kiss her lips when she pushed him.
She knew what she was doing. She didn't like it either but she had no other choice.
"I am not your wife anymore. " She said stopping her tears which was already half way through.
"You are. Remember Mrs Khanna. We aren't divorced!" He said.
"Zoya will be waiting for you!" She said.
He held her by her shoulders and said, "Doesn't matter to me. I need to know what's running up in your mind up there!" He said as he put one of the fingers near her head.
"Nothing." She said and avoided eye contact still.
"Look at me tipsy!" He said holding her cheeks and making her see him. But she wasn't that vulnerable. She closed her eyes.
"Tipsy please!" Karan pleaded.
"Look at me once" he said.
She dared him as she remained eyes closed.
"Tipsy!" He shouted now shaking her. "if you're not going to open your eyes am going to harm myself." He said.
She knew he could do it. Her past on why they separated came to her picture. She immediately opened her eyes.
"No!" She said as she saw him looking at her straight. With much love.
"You still care for me! That feels good!" He said.
Somewhere inside the heart, she felt like shouting "I do care for you! Why wouldn't I?" But she remained quiet.
"Move Karan!" She said.
"Why don't you call me Mr. Khanna. I love being called that by you!" He said.
" I asked you to move! Wouldn't you hear that thing?" She scolded.
"Tipsy" he murmured as he made her look at him "You don't love me?" He asked.
Both of them looked at each other for quite a long time.
He got his answer. But she wasn't saying anything nor was he.
They enjoyed the silence that prevailed between them and the warmth they got by looking at each other just by.
"Mr.Khanna" she murmured.
"Why don't you leave me behind?" She asked.
"Why should I tipsy?" He asked
"Because it's good for us" she said as she was about to move.
He held her hand pulling her to the most wanted hug of the hour.
Both of them caressed each other so deeply as they were missing each other very badly.
"Tell me tipsy. What's bothering you!?" He asked her.
"I never ever imagined that you will do like this Karan. I wasn't the one who said I don't want 'us'. It was you. I don't know now what's stopping you from going ahead of that decision which you took 6 years ago!" She said.
"Tipsy listen" he said as he wanted to apologize.
For him that was a very childish thing but it affected both so much. He never imagined that such a small thing would really result in this big discussion and separation.
Tipsy couldn't stand there as she knew what actually was the reason.
"You know I loved you!" She said before she leaves the room "Thanks to you, You spoilt it!" She continues
"Tipsy wait!" He said and held her close to his heart.
He kept her hand on his heart.
She looked into him.
Both of their eyes locked.
After soooo long.
They understood each others cravenness and the warmth both of them shared.
Suddenly, as the urge was felt, no one knew who initiated but they started kissing Each other so aggressively.
He held her hairs and made her head comfortable for him to kiss and she ruffled his hair which caused him pain.
Slowly as their pain washed away, they kissed passionately.
He kissed her upper and then the lower lip and left his tongue inside her mouth to feel which turned her up.
She didn't give up till the end and then after matching to his level,
Within a certain moment, both of them came out of each other for breath.
They panted heavily.
Tipsy was about to leave when she heard his say
"Looks like your body wants to feel me?"
She turned, glared at him, and left.
Guys! This is a short part which I drafted long back.
Even before married to him was started.
Anyway I was able to give you all only this much
Please keep showing me your love
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Love,
Joyous Miser.
