"Ouch why does my head hurt so much?" I mumble to myself while trying to open my eyes.

But the moment I do I quickly shut it back and look for a cushion to cover my face with.

"Why's there so much light, Ma put the curtains on." I say with a groan while still blindly trying to look for a cushion.

When my hand finally lands on one I quickly grab it and bury my face in it.

My head hurts so much, it feels like someone is hammering a nail into it.

"Wakeup Shravya." I hear someone say in a hoarse voice.

Wait, this someone doesn't sound like Ma at all.

Shitballs! Where the heck am I?

This question is enough to make me get up at lightning speed.

I vigorously rub my eyes with the heels of my palm to clear my vision and once I do, Ooh La la.

Arjun Mehrotra, make that a semi naked Arjun Mehrotra with a white coloured towel wrapped lowly on his hips stands by the bed.

I forcefully tear my gaze away from his body to have a look at my surroundings.

I'm in an unfamiliar bedroom.

A few seconds later I realised I was in Arjun's bedroom in his apartment.

"Arjunnnn. Why the hell am I heeereeee?" I whine as I hold my head in my hands.

"Because you were shit drunk by the time that stupid game of never have I ever ended Shravya. I could obviously not take you back to your house or else I'm sure your father would have murdered me." He tells me.

"And you think he won't murder you now? For bringing his daughter to your apartment and keeping her here for an entire night?" I managed to ask him.

"Nope that's not going to happen because your parents think you're staying over at Sneha's." He tells me.

"Oh okay. Cool. Now get me something to ease this terrible headache that I am having." I tell him and fall back on the bed trying to recall the events of last night.

I don't know exactly how many minutes later but I feel Arjun shake my shoulder.

"Shravya, babe, get up. I've got you some lemonade and a painkiller." He says.

I slowly get up and rest my back against the headboard.

Arjun passes me the glass and I gulp it down in a go.

I keep my eyes closed for a few seconds after which I open them feeling a little better.

Arjun then hands me a glass of water and a painkiller.

I take it from him and gulp it down too.

"I think someone's at the door. The delivery guy, I suppose, must be here with our breakfast. I'll go check on him, you stay here and relax." Arjun tells me and leaves the room.

I feel like a mess and I need to freshen up. With this thought in mind I get off the bed.

"What the fuck?" I mumble as soon as I stand on my toes.

What am I wearing?

I rush towards the dressing table and have a look at myself in the mirror.

I'm dressed in a white shirt. Arjun's shirt I assume.

But why?

What happened? Did something that shouldn't have happened, happened?

No, no, no. I begin panicking but a few seconds later try to calm myself down with the thought that I'm just overthinking.

Wait, Shravya, relax. You must have puked on your dress or a drink must have fallen on it and it must have got ruined.

Right, either or those two things must have happened.

Who changed me in this though?

I hope it wasn't Arjun. I mean he's my boyfriend now but we still don't have that kind of an intimacy between us.

"Shravya, why are you standing up? I asked you to relax? Go back to sleep, yeah?" Arjun's voice startles me and I immediately turn to face him standing at the door.

Still semi naked.

Don't drool Shravya. Control yourself. I mentally yell at myself.

"Arjun?" I call out his name while trying to sound as calm as possible.

"Yes?" He asks.

"I was wondering how did I get out of my dress and into this shirt? And why so?" I ask him, smiling nervously.

"You wanted to get out of it, so I helped you out of it." Arjun answers calmly.

What? What!? What again?

"I- I asked you to get me out of this dress? You can't be serious." I say.

In response Arjun starts walking towards me.

In a couple of long strides he stands right in front of me.

He smells freshly showered.

"You did, Shravya. You told me you wanted to get rid of this dress." He says.

"And you helped me get out of it? Why did you? You should have refused." I told him.

"Well, I did refuse. I refused thrice but when you asked me for the fourth time, and you literally had me pinned down on my bed, refusing to let go of me unless and until I helped you out of this dress I had no other option but to do so." He tells me.

"Arjun, babe, tell me you're lying." I tell him in the most loving voice possible.

"Shravya, babe, I am not lying." Arjun says in response.

"Oh okay. What else did I ask you for?" I ask him.

Drunk Shravya could be the total opposite of the sane, uptight, overthinking Shravya.

I got drunk a total of two times in my life, well three times if we count last night as well.

The people who had to face drunk Shravya had told me she was ridiculous. She made irrational demands and turned cranky if those were not fulfilled.

On my twenty-first birthday that I had spent with my cousins in Delhi I had demanded them to get me a unicorn plush toy at 4 freaking a.m. in the morning and when they refused I was a crying mess who said she'd run away from the house.

When I got drunk for the second time in my life it was with Sneha and Mayank at New Year's, I had demanded that they help me break Kartik and his girlfriend's relationship and get me Kartik.

Damn, I was really into Kartik at one point in my life.

Last night I asked Arjun to get me out of my dress.

This time I promise myself, I am not going to get drunk. EVER AGAIN!!!

"Shravya, what thoughts are you lost in?" Arjun's voice brings me out of my bubble.

"Yes? No, nothing. Nothing at all. I hope that was the only thing I demanded you to do, last night, yes?" I ask him.

Arjun shakes his head at me.

"There was more?" I ask him softly.

"What else?" I ask him.

"You asked me to show you my sexy dance moves." Arjun says.

Well okay, acceptable.

"And then you showed me your sexy dance moves as well." He adds.

I am a terrible dancer.

"I did not do that. No. No. No." I told him.

"You did Shravya, and trust me I loved those sexy dance moves of yours. It took me all my self control to resist grabbing you and taking you on that damn bed of mine, Shravya." Arjun says, his voice turning husky at the last sentence.

My cheeks warm and I'm sure my face flushes.

"You could be lying." I still fought hoping it was all a lie.

"I was sure you wouldn't believe me, so I have something as proof." Arjun tells me.

I give him a questioning look as I watch him make his way to the nightstand beside his bed.

He picked his phone up from it and walked back to me.

A few taps later,

"Arjooooonnnnn, do you wanna see m-my sexy moves tooo?" The voice recording booms in the silent bedroom.

"Sharvya, no, let's sleep now. You're going to regret this."

"Nooo, I haveee to show you my sexy moves tooo. Playyyy a nice song for me, babeee."

Next I heard the muffled sound of a disco song playing.

"Yess, I loveee ittt."

"Arjunnnnn, Arjunnnn, this dress is bothering meee."

"Sleep, Shravya. Let's go to sleep. It won't bother you then."

"Nooo I wanna get out of it. W-will you help me in taking it off."

"What the hell, no Shravya. No, no, no."

"Arjunnn, babyyyy pweaseee."

Before I can hear the rest of these voice recordings I try to stop Arjun.

"Stop. Stop it. Enough." I told Arjun my face, now redder than a tomato.

"Wait, Sharvya there's more to this recording. Let's listen to the entire thing." Arjun says in response with a mischievous smile on his face.

I immediately try to reach for his phone, keyword being 'try'.

Arjun immediately raises his hand up, far away from my reach.

"Give it to me, Arjun, I have to delete them." I told him.

"Nope, not happening in this lifetime, Shravya. These recordings are pure gold. I'm going to cherish them for a lifetime." He answers.

"Arjun, you're a devil in the face of an angel. Give me that damned phone." I say and jump in order to get that phone while Arjun laughs.

A minute later I'm already tired of jumping and so I stop.

"Arjun Mehrotra, I'll get my revenge on you." I tell him in a grumpy tone and walk back to the bed.

Arjun is quick to follow me.

He sits in front of me on the bed and tries to take my hand in his but I pull it back and look away from him.

"Shravya, hey, don't be mad at me now." He tells me.

"I am very very mad at you." I told him.

"Let's make a deal, I have three recordings in total, I'll delete one of them and keep two." He tells me.

"No, you'll have to delete all of them." I told him.

"No, I'll delete one." He says.

"Fine, don't delete any of them. Go away now." I told him.

"This is the last offer, I'll delete two but keep one. Please, you'll have to let me. I want to have a reminder of this epic night where I got to see a very wild and crazy side of you." He tells me.

After a few seconds of thinking I finally agreed.

"Okay, fine. But don't listen to them ever in front of me." I told him.

"Now, where's the fun in that, baby?" He asks me with a wicked smile.

I grab the nearest cushion and throw it at him, but he dodges it, making the cushion land on the floor instead.

"Arjun, can I ask you something?" I ask him.

"Yes."

"When you helped me get out of my dress, did you..did you..uh.." I pause, not being able to complete that sentence.

"No, I did not. If you mean did I see you, then rest assured Shravya, I did not. I had my eyes closed. And made as as little contact as possible with you. You even wore the shirt yourself and messed up the buttons but I let it be that way." He told me.

My eyes suddenly watered as I looked down to see indeed the buttons were messed up.

"Arjun, thank you." I told him as a lump formed in my throat.

"Shravya if I had known you'd cry knowing I didn't see you naked I would have. Don't cry please." He tells me in a teasing tone.

"Shut up, idiot." I say and playfully punch his shoulder after which both of us laugh.

"Should I bring breakfast for you here? Would you like to have breakfast in bed, Princess Shravya?" Arjun asks me.

"I'd like to take a shower first but there's one problem." I told him.

"Let's listen to the problem." Arjun says.

"I don't have fresh clothes to change into." I told him.

"You need not worry ma'am, I've already taken care of that." He tells me.

"You have? How?" I ask him.

"I had a staff member get me Aarohi's clothes for you." He tells me.

"Thanks once again. Sometimes I think I don't deserve you, Arjun. You're too good for me." I tell him with a smile.

"I hope you're saying that dramatically and do not actually mean because if you, bande ko sharam aa rahi hai. [guy's feeling shy]." Arjun tells me and I notice the tip of his ears turn red.

"You should have been named Adorable Mehrotra and not Arjun Mehrotra." I tell him with a smile.

"Aww, really?" He asked me.

"Yes, really, Adorable Mehrotra." I tell him and he smiles widely at me.