Chapter 49

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Vihan's POV

I knew Mihir loved Gauravi and things became awkward between them at times. I made it a point never to flirt with any of them and I managed it quite well till recently. I always saw how hurt Mihir used to get whenever Gauravi cleared it that they were just friends. I never wanted to have that awkward moment, but...

Shit!!

This wasn’t like me. I didn’t want to get attached to anyone seriously, especially to my best friends, Gauravi and Roohi. They were my friends, and I never wanted to spoil my relationship with them or make things awkward between us.

But since Mihir's wedding, things have changed for me with Roohi, it seems I have no choice as I cannot get her out of my mind.

I leaned back against the headboard, staring up at the ceiling as the memories were replayed in my mind. Her laughter, her remarks, the way her hair fell over her face when she leaned forward to make a point.

What was happening to me?

I sank onto the edge of my bed, running a hand through my hair again. What was wrong with me? I closed my eyes shut but I could still picture her standing by the mandap, looking radiant in her wine coloured lehenga, a mischievous glint in her eye when she was showing interest in...well. She looked beautiful.

I had shot back a sarcastic comment, of course, but even then, there had been a strange tension between us—a pull I couldn’t quite define.

She was getting under my skin. I shook my head, trying to dispel the image of her from my mind. It didn’t work.

Why was I thinking of her all the time?? Why could I not dismiss her thoughts like I used to? She was always there.

I had never been the type to get hung up on someone. Relationships, when they happened, were easy, casual, and never complicated by lingering thoughts or emotions. But with Roohi, it was different.

Ughh!!

Why was I even thinking about relationships and Roohi in the same sentence? She was my best friend.

Just my best friend!!

Really? I beg to differ, she is more than that. I heard a voice in my head.

No!

Then why are you feeling so insecure when other men are showing interest in her? My inner voice said.

I don't know, it's just that I want to beat every single man who was interested in her... All of a sudden?

All of a sudden?? You have always threatened the boys in your class to keep away from her. Do you remember it, or shall I remind you of a list of boys you threatened to keep away from her??

That's because she is my friend and I didn't want anyone to bother her.

Bother her or you? Accept that you have feelings for her!

No!!

Awww... let me remind you of at least a few poor unfortunate boys. Please!! The irritating voice was persistent

There is no need. Get lost!!

Introspect Vihan!! Think of your reaction to all those situations...and try to analyze your feelings. It said, I really wanted to throw something at the voice.

Get lost! I closed my eyes and said.

Fine!! Keep struggling. But in due time you will accept that you have feelings for her.

No!

Oh, please!! You were jealous of everyone who talked to her, even Gauravi and Mihir.

No!

You were jealous of Mihir. Especially him. The voice got louder.

I was going to deny it but I could not. As it was true. He was very close to her. Sometimes, I used to get annoyed at how they bonded; they were almost inseparable. They spent a lot of time together especially immediately after Raj got married.

I remember a time, almost one and a half years ago when I doubted that they secretly liked each other. Mihir was always in love with Gauravi, but she never reciprocated his feelings back. And the bond between Mihir and Roohi was very strong. So I had a feeling that maybe... Just maybe his feelings for Roohi...

Well, I asked Mihir about it, but he just shook his head and said," Well, I don't know what it is, but I like to spend time with her. But I know for sure that if I was not in love with Gauravi, I would have fallen for Roohi. And sometimes, I wish I was in love with her; life would have been much easier. I love spending time with Roohi, every second of it. With her, I can be me. She is beautiful inside out."

I don't know why but I got insecure all of a sudden, somehow I could not think of them together. I called Gauravi and talked to her about it, but she said there was nothing like that they were just friends. I asked Gauravi about her feelings for Mihir and she replied how I had expected her to, that he was just her best friend, nothing more. I knew that Mihir was hurt with her blunt reply and maybe that's why he was having second thoughts about it and was inclined towards Roohi.

With a groan, I sat up, determined to distract myself. But even as I opened my laptop to read about a very complicated heart surgery and its case study, the screen blurred in front of me. All I could see was her face, her smile, her eyes.

Damn it.

I didn’t know what this was—this strange mix of frustration, longing, and something dangerously close to hope.

It was not mentioned in any of my books... And they were the clear-cut symptoms of me...

No! Rubbish!!

But one thing was clear: Roohi had turned my world upside down, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t seem to put it right again.

I went to the washroom and splashed cold water on my face, changed into nightwear, and got into my bed, but I could not sleep and kept thinking of her.

I could not think about her like that... It was not right; she has always been my best friend, along with Mihir and Gauravi.

Mihir!! Yes! I should talk to him. He needs me at this time... And I think, I also needed to talk to him.

I called him but he didn't pick up the call.

I hope everything is fine on his side. I knew how upset he was, I must go and meet him tomorrow.