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"What if I don't want to sleep on that bed..." I pointed towards him, "...beside you?" I swallowed the last two words.

"Come on you're injured, of course I won't let you sleep on the floor, so sleep on the bed..." He patted on the left side of the bed, "...next to me" He definitely didn't swallow the last three words.

"Shameless" I mumbled under my breath.

Should I--?

No no no, am i dumb. I shouldn't.

Never. Not now. And never.

"Mrs.Malhotra, where is your mind at?" He glared at me as he continued "Oh wait, in the gutter"

"Shut up!" I murmured while itching the back of my head.

"Let's have a border between us...with pillows" I pointed at the bed with my eyes definitely not fixed on him.

"Pillows? He exhaled as he placed a pillow on the bed, which magically covered the entire bed with only 10 cm left on both sides for us to sleep.

Yeah, bad idea.

"I think 5 cm would be enough for you, so I'll take 15 cm" He mocked me with a poker face.

"Fine, let's have an imaginary border" I claimed, swallowing my thoughts.

"Yeah say it to yourself" He murmured as he laid back comfortably, pulling the bed sheet over him.

Oh here comes Mr.Narcissist

"How about I do the same thing as you did last time when you were here Mr.Malhotra?"

"What did I do?" His eyes grew wide, as he pretty sure remembered what he did back then, instantly.

"You better don't " He narrowed his eyes as he jumped out of the bed swiftly, when I grabbed the water jug from the table.

"Oh come on, I'm sure you enjoyed it last time, when you spoiled my sleep and my bed. So, I'll do it this time" I wore the scariest smile as I motioned to throw the water on the bed.

"No, no, no" He rushed forward, as I dodged him and moved to the other side of the bed.

"Why not?" I smirked as I kept dodging him, as he tried to catch me.

"Be a good man and, let me have my revenge" I declared as he threw his arms around my waist.

The water jug slipped out of my hand instantly, as we both lost balance and fell on the carpet beside my bed.

My breath hitched as he pulled me along with him, making me land on top of him with my hands 3 cm away from his broad shoulders while the rest of my body was out of control and definitely didn't have a 3cm gap.

The water jug was probably somewhere around us I guess. Who cares about it now?

"You okay?" He asked with his eyes still wide. "Does it hurt?" He gently touched my collarbone.

Oh yeah, I forgot that.

"Yeah I am fine" I replied almost immediately not wanting for him to tense over the wound.

"Then..." He dragged his words as I stared at him blatantly.

"Huh?"

"...Then why are you still lying on top of me?" He asked with a straight face as all the blood in my body gushed into my cheeks.

"As If I wanted to...it was all because of you" I gathered my thoughts together and hit him lightly against his chest and I tried to stand up using one hand.

And BOOM, here I am embarrassing myself trying to do something I couldn't even do, I mentally cursed myself.

"You just have to say "Help" if you need one" He said with a smirk, as he helped me stand up before I could even say the word out loudly.

"Hey that was my dialogue" I snapped at him, as I remembered saying the same to him months ago.

"Yeah I know" He said coolly as he switched off the lights.

"You remembered that?" I was astonished but I could still figure him out amidst the darkness.

"Yes, I do..." He replied as I bent over and switched on the lampshade next to the bed.

"...I have a sharp memory" He completed his sentence as he laid back on the bed.

"That must be hard," I murmured silently as I laid on the bed with a 5 cm gap between us.

"Why?"

"To remember every little thing. To remember something you don't want to remember" I said quietly as I could feel the shift in his posture.

I shouldn't have said that.

"Yeah" He agreed instantly, making me feel guilty as I turned my face facing him.

One hand behind his head, while the other between us, with his eyes fixed on the ceiling.

"But I wish that all the happy moments in your life overshadow your bitter moments" I whispered in the dark, as I closed my eyes.

Somehow magically suddenly I was feeling sleepy.

Is he my personal sleep tablet? The one with the high dosage?

"Orange juice" My eyes split open as the words escaped his mouth.

"No one. Literally no one in this household likes oranges. You can't expect that here! And at this time?" I said out aloud as he glared at me hopelessly.

"I thought it was our ritual to play the game" His eyes had lost hope for me while I stared at him with no idea.

"Thinking about stuff you like...to have a good night's sleep? Remember?" He was ready to throw hands at me as I remembered.

"Oh yeah that one!" I chuckled awkwardly, while I thought he was demanding for some juice.

"Freshly bloomed flowers," I replied him back.

"Money" He declared.

"Typical Vikram" I sighed.

"You like Typical Vikram? Is that what you think before you go to bed?" He simmered, pleased with himself.

"No I would prefer a non-narcissistic Vikram with his mouth zipped tightly " I patted my imaginary shoulders.

He didn't even flinch.

What an insult to my comeback.

"Beach waves"

"I love them too" I squeaked slowly. I swear I could see the curve in his lips.

"Then we should go there someday" He replied, "How about tomorrow?" He questioned almost instantly, throwing me off guard.

"Staying at home" I answered for my turn, reverting the topic with my eyes still wide and heart planning on the next race.

"Lunch with you"

This guy is definitely up to something. Is he planning to seduce me?

Wait is he doing all this for some bet? To prove his friends that I am this easy?

Or...maybe I should just stop reading wattpad books.

"But we haven't ever grabbed lunch together" I declared despite being confused.

"Yeah, but I'm sure I would probably love it enough to think about it before I go to sleep...hmm, how about we check it out tomorrow?" He put it forth as I turned my head to the other side and switched off the lampshade, silently.

"Sorry I have slept already" I murmured with both my hands over my face.

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"No. Don't. Just don't do it" I murmured to myself controlling the urge to turn back and have a look at him.

Maybe just a peek?

"Don't even think about it" I was trying to convince myself.

As I was fighting the urge, I could feel the shift in bed on the other side of the bed.

Is he awake?

Did he hear me?

Using this as my only chance, I leaned in and switched on the lampshade back on as I turned, facing him.

My eyes grew wide not understanding what I was just witnessing as panic swept inside me.

"Vikram?" I managed to sound as calm as possible, even though I wasn't.

No reply.

"Vikram?" I raised my voice high.

No reply.

"Vikram you're scaring me" I almost let my panic take over.

"Vikram" I was almost screaming.

"Vikram" I shook his shoulders aggressively as his eyes shot open.

His panic shot eyes relaxed as it met mine.

"You're alright, It's just a nightmare you--" My breath hitched as he threw his hands around me, pulling me closer to him against the bed with his head buried in my neck.

My hands were floating in the air, not sure where to place them.

Am I allowed to breathe now?

It's as simple as that.

"Vikram, you alright?" I asked slowly.

No reply.

I tried to move my head, wanting to have a look at him, but no way in hell I can even do that considering the situation I was in.

And one thing is for sure, I am not getting any sleep tonight.

That's only because of him and his unhealthy habit of clinging himself onto me.

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The sun was having its own fight with the curtains.

My eyes remained still, unwavering as I was trying to analyze the situation.

Her legs on top of me just like the day in my tent. Her hands over my head pressing me down against my pillow.

Technically, Her pillow.

Her head at the bed's extreme tip, almost at the verge of falling down and breaking her head into two.

Sighing to myself, I bent forward and lifted her head carefully not wanting to crush her collar bone, and placed her against the pillow.

She and her unhealthy habit of clinging herself onto me.

And she says proudly,"Let's have an imaginary border" As if I was going to pounce on her.

Though I did that unintentionally last night.

I just mistook her to be my old teddy bear.

Is that convincing enough?

That is enough to convince her though.

But, is there any necessity for me to convince her?

Humph, I'm not going to do that anyway.

Who am I trying to convince now? Her or myself?

Slamming myself mentally I shifted back on the pillow as I faced her.

She wasn't drooling. But I badly wish she did.

It would make such an interesting topic to tease her.

Sun rays that were peeking from the curtains landed upon her face as she flinched, screwing her eyes tight.

She's probably cursing the sunrays in her mind.

Chuckling to myself, I tucked her hair behind her ears and traced my fingers along her cheekbone.

I really wish she doesn't get to read my mind right now.

Lifting up, I hovered my hand above her face, blocking the harmful UV rays from attacking her.

"Why? Why didn't you tell me Suha?"I whispered upto her.

Why didn't you tell me that it was you?

I was dumb enough to not remember that...

"...It was you who saved me that night"

The haunting memories mixed with my yearning melancholy rushed back in, as I gaped at her sleeping.

Sleeping innocently, having no idea what she has gotten herself into.

But one thing is for sure. She definitely has no way out of my life now.

She's stuck here, bound with me. Forever.