As Vihaan took me away from the college, I couldn't help but feel a sense of trepidation. We walked in silence until we reached a quiet spot, and Vihaan turned to me, his eyes burning with intensity.
"Janvi, why are you doing this?" he asked, his voice low and husky.
I took a deep breath and tried to explain, but before I could say anything, Vihaan's eyes locked onto mine, and he asked, "What's going on between you and Raj?"
I hesitated for a moment before responding, "I thought you were ignoring me, Vihaan. I thought you didn't care."
Vihaan's expression softened, and he took a step closer to me. "I care about you, Janvi. I was worried about you."
Just then, I remembered the girl I saw him with at the restaurant. "Who is she?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
Vihaan looked at me with a mixture of surprise and amusement. "That's my sister, Aaradhya," he said, his voice filled with affection.
My eyes widened in shock. "Your sister?" I repeated, feeling a bit silly for misinterpreting the situation.
Vihaan nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. "Yeah, I was helping her with some issues. I had no idea you saw us together."
I felt a wave of relief wash over me, followed by a sense of embarrassment. "I thought... I thought you were moving on," I admitted, feeling a bit vulnerable.
Vihaan's expression changed, and he took another step closer to me. "I'm not going anywhere, Janvi," he said, his voice filled with conviction.
As he looked at me, I felt my heart skip a beat. What did he mean by that? And what was happening between us?As Vihaan's words hung in the air, I felt a flutter in my chest. "I'm not going anywhere, Janvi," he repeated, his eyes locked onto mine.
I swallowed hard, trying to process the emotions swirling inside me. Vihaan's words were like a balm to my soul, soothing the doubts and fears that had been plaguing me.
Without thinking, I took a step closer to him, my heart pounding in my chest. Vihaan's eyes never left mine, and I could feel the tension between us building.
Suddenly, Vihaan's face softened, and he reached out to gently brush a strand of hair behind my ear. His touch sent shivers down my spine, and I felt my heart skip a beat.
"Janvi, I think I owe you an explanation," he said, his voice low and husky. "About my sister, Aaradhya... she's been going through a tough time, and I've been trying to help her."
I nodded, my eyes locked onto his. "I understand," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
Vihaan's eyes searched mine, and for a moment, I thought I saw something there, something that made my heart flutter.
But before I could react, Vihaan's phone rang, breaking the spell. He sighed, his expression apologetic. "I'm sorry, Janvi. I need to take this."
I nodded, feeling a bit dazed. As Vihaan answered the call, I couldn't help but wonder what was happening between us, and where we were headed.As Vihaan answered the call, his expression turned serious, and he listened intently to the person on the other end. After a few moments, he hung up and turned to me.
"Janvi, I'm sorry to ask, but I need your help," he said, his voice laced with concern.
I nodded, my curiosity piqued. "What's going on?"
"It's Aaradhya," he said, his expression troubled. "She had a rough breakup, and she's not taking it well. I was wondering if you could talk to her, maybe help her see things from a different perspective."
I nodded sympathetically. "Of course, I'd be happy to help."
Vihaan's face relaxed, and he smiled weakly. "Thanks, Janvi. Would you be able to come over to my house tonight? She's not in a state to talk to anyone right now, and I think your presence might help calm her down."
I nodded, feeling a sense of responsibility. "I'll come over. What time?"
Vihaan's smile broadened. "How about 7? I'll send you my address."
I nodded, and Vihaan texted me his address. As we parted ways, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and nervousness. What would the night bring?
At 7, I arrived at Vihaan's house, feeling a mix of emotions. Vihaan greeted me warmly and led me to Aaradhya's room. She was lying on her bed, looking distressed.
"Hey, Aaradhya, this is Janvi," Vihaan said softly. "She's here to talk to you."
Aaradhya looked up at me with tears in her eyes. I sat down beside her and took her hand. "Hey, I'm so sorry to hear about the breakup," I said, trying to sound calm and reassuring.
Aaradhya broke down, and I let her cry, listening attentively as she poured out her emotions. We talked for hours, and I shared some of my own experiences with her. Slowly but surely, she began to calm down.
As the night wore on, Aaradhya and I became fast friends. We laughed and joked, and I was amazed by her strength and resilience. Vihaan checked in on us periodically, smiling as he saw his sister's mood lift.
As I prepared to leave, Aaradhya hugged me tightly. "Thank you, Janvi," she said, her voice filled with gratitude. "You're amazing."
I smiled, feeling happy that I could help. "Anytime, Aaradhya. We're friends now."
As I left the house, Vihaan walked me out, looking relieved. "Thanks, Janvi. You have a way with people."
I smiled, feeling a sense of satisfaction. "Aaradhya's a great person. I'm happy to help."
Vihaan's eyes locked onto mine, and for a moment, we just looked at each other. The tension between us was palpable, but it was a good kind of tension – the kind that made my heart flutter.As we stood there, the tension between us grew thicker, like a palpable force that neither of us wanted to break. Vihaan's eyes seemed to bore into my soul, searching for something, and I felt my heart skip a beat as I met his gaze.
Finally, Vihaan broke the silence, his voice low and husky. "I'm glad you could help Aaradhya tonight," he said, his words sending shivers down my spine.
I smiled, trying to play it cool despite the butterflies in my stomach. "Anytime," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.
Vihaan's eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled, and he reached out to walk me to the door. As we walked, the silence between us felt comfortable, like we were two old friends sharing a secret.
As I stepped out into the cool night air, Vihaan turned to me, his expression serious. "Janvi, can I ask you something?" he said, his voice tinged with hesitation.
I nodded, my curiosity piqued. "Of course, what is it?"
Vihaan's eyes locked onto mine, and I felt my heart flutter in anticipation. "I was wondering if... maybe... you'd like to grab coffee with me sometime?" he asked, his voice low and hopeful.
My heart skipped a beat as I processed his question. Was Vihaan asking me out? And what did I want the answer to be?