CHAPTER 19: surprisingly tolerable

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SAMAIRA'S POV:

I have been telling this grown ass man to limit his luggage from past two days but it seems like it all went in vain. He's standing here with two suitcases, one duffle bag and a backpack. I am a freaking girl who needs to have more bags and i have only one suitcase and a backpack for god's sake. Upon that, the audacity this man has to stand in front of me with a completely unbothered look and no intention of giving an explanation. How badly i want to rip his head off!

SAMAIRA: for how long do you think we are going on the tour?!

ISHAAN: one month, you are the one who told me duh. you forgot? is this how you head a club?

SAMAIRA: *gritting teeth* I am completely aware of my responsibilities. Care to explain why are you here with whole of your wardrobe?

ISHAAN: you are one who told me to be prepared. seasons here change frequently.

SAMAIRA: for god's sake ishaan..! two sweaters were more than enough for the cold and you're normal clothes would do good for the hot places!! why the hell did you have to bring so many clothes!

ISHAAN: woahh woman i don't know about you but i don't like wearing clothes without washing them!! and clearly we will be needing enough of clothes for one month!!

SAMAIRA: have you ever heard of washing clothes smartass?

ISHAAN: yeah but i don't wash my clothes with any random detergent. I have my methods.

SAMAIRA: are you freaking kidding me????!!!!

ISHAAN: geez stop shouting. no i am not kidding. and you should be thankful to me that i have reduced my luggage to half. it was even more initially.

SAMAIRA: thank you so much sirr..! i can't tell you how grateful i am!! *sarcastic smile*

ISHAAN: you're welcome vixen. now move away. i'll get tanned if i stand out for more time.

he bumped my shoulder and went inside the bus. is this guy for real?!?!! i hate him soooo muchh dear god i'll kill him!! what is he?? a vogue model???!! well he looks like one but that doesn't mean he is!! he can't behave like this...!!

cool samaira cool.. stay calm. you have a whole club to be the head of.

saying this to myself i headed inside the bus.

SAMAIRA: ok everyone settle down please. We will be leaving shortly. But before that i have to give a few instructions. Everyone must keep their seats designated to themselves to avoid problems in future. If anyone doesn't feel well due to motion sickness then approach me or the professor immediately, we have the medics. Food will be provided so everyone must be present to collect theirs on time. The one who fails to get it on time will have to sacrifice the food as the catering guy will take the remain packs of food back with him as soon as it is distributed. And lastly, no naughty business, no alcohol and no mischief. Am i clear?

ALL: yesssssss chieff!

SAMAIRA: good!! let's get going..!

with that the bus started and i looked for an empty seat. wow my luck. the only seat empty was at the back with that smartass. damnn i can't even ask anyone for the change of seats!! i told them to save their seats for the whole tour! It's ok samaira, it's not like you are going to have any convo with him anyway.

telling myself that it couldn't be bad i made my way towards the seat and sat beside him. he had his eyes closed with his headphones on. he just opened his eyes for a bit, spared a look at me and rolled his eyes just to close them again. this bitch.

SAMAIRA: don't worry smartass, the feelings are mutual.

as the journey went by, the crowd got crazy, singing and shouting and enjoying themselves. They pulled me with them as well.

RANDOM: heyy captain you need to sing!!

SAMAIRA: nahh you guys enjoy. i'll listen to you guys.

ALL: nooooo we need you to sing.

with that they all started cheering.

sing

sing

sing

sing

SAMAIRA: ok ok i will sing.

with that i started singing. I sang a song perfectly suitable for this environment.

Matalbi ho ja zara matlabi

Duniya ki sunta hai kyun

Khud ki bhi sun le kabhi

Matalbi ho ja zara matlabi

Duniya ki sunta hai kyun

Khud ki bhi sun le kabhi

Kuch baat ghalat bhi ho jaaye

Kuch der ye dil bhi kho jaaye

Befikar dhadkane, iss tarah se chale

Shor goonje yahaan se wahaan

they all joined me next and it was soo damn good.

Sooraj dooba hai yaaron

Do ghoont nashe ke maaro

Raste bhula do saare gharbaar ke

Sooraj dooba hain yaaron

Do ghoont nashe ke maaro

Gham tum bhula do saare sansaar ke

Damn the whole day we had soo much of fun. That smartass was in his own little world. Such a bore. Well its good for me. atleast i enjoyed without being annoyed.

Finally it was night and everybody returned to their seats to have a good night's sleep. I returned to mine as well and started to look for blankets in my backpack when i heard an annoyed tsk from my side.

ISHAAN: why are you moving so much? can't you just do whatever you're doing without disturbing me?

SAMAIRA: do you have to be annoyed always?? can't you calm down.

ISHAAN: it's you who i am sharing my seat with and you expect me to be calm.

SAMAIRA: just sleep!! can you?

ISHAAN: no i can't.

SAMAIRA: you just have to irritate me don't you?

ISHAAN: no i am serious, i can't sleep.

he said and i felt he was telling the truth.

SAMAIRA: why tho?

ISHAAN: i don't know. and it's none of your business.

SAMAIRA: what are you listening to? you had your headphones on all the day.

he just gestured me to shut with his hand and continued to listen to whatever it was. But i won't give up that easily. I bent over and removed the headphones off his ears with a jerk and placed it over my head.

ISHAAN: are you a freak??! return my-

I just "shh" him and told him to be quite while i listened to what he was listening previously.

SAMAIRA: no wonder you can't sleep.

ISHAAN: what do you mean? *bored look*

SAMAIRA: you're music duh. i mean rock and dj is all good, but you need to appreciate the soft melodies too..! and you can sleep better if you try those.

ISHAAN: borringggggg

SAMAIRA: i'll prove it to you..!

saying this i removed my earphones from my bag and connected them my phone and opened my spotify playlist.

SAMAIRA: here put this on.

he looked at me as if i was a ghost.

SAMAIRA: what?? just put this on it won't hurt you.

he annoyingly took the earphones from my hand and placed one end of it in his ears and i placed the other one in mine. I played my playlist and it started with piyu bole piya bole..

damn that song.

(play the song)

Dil ki jo baatein hain, baatein jo dil ki hain

Dil hi mein rakhna piya

Lab to na kholoon main, kholoon na lab to par

Aakhon se sab keh diya

I looked at him and saw him relaxing a bit.

SAMAIRA: so?? impressed??

ISHAAN: just fine.

Piyu bole piya bole kya yeh bole jaanu na

Jiya dole hole hole kyon yeh dole jaanu na

Piyu bole piya bole kya yeh bole jaanu na

Jiya dole hole hole kyon yeh dole jaanu na.

SAMAIRA: just agree to it..! you're loving it..!

ISHAAN: yeah whatever.

i just grinned at him and we continued listening to songs in my playlist one after the other. Soon i felt a weight on my shoulder and i saw him sleeping soundly.

SAMAIRA: told him these songs would help..! smartass!

i saw he didn't have a blanket over himself so i just extended mine to cover him too and soon i too drifted to my dreamland.

soon i was awakened by a murmuring beside me. it was ishaan. he was shivering and swearing badly. He continuously kept murmuring something. i moved closer to listen to what he was murmuring.

ISHAAN:  mumma noo.. p-please wa-wake up. m-mumma please don't l-leave me p-please.

oh my god he is having a nightmare!!

SAMAIRA: Hey ishaan!! heyy wake up!! its ok nothing has happened!!

he woke up with a jolt and just hugged me tight. he looked very weak and vulnerable and i hated seeing him like this. my heart clenched.

SAMAIRA: hey hey its ok..! i am here!! it was just a nightmare.. go back to sleep. come on.

ISHAAN: no i can't.. i can't sleep.

SAMAIRA: ishaan, lay down on my lap.. i promise i will help you sleep.

he looked at me like a lost kid and simply nodded. he then kept his head on my lap and lay down. as we were in the last seat, the row was empty.

i slowly patted his head and started singing calming songs. he held my hand tight and eventually slept. i sighed looking at his sleeping figure but my hand never stopped patting his head. I don't know when but sleep engulfed and i was nearly passed out.

i was woken up a few hours later and it was none other than ishaan. I soon remembered the event from last night genuinely worried.

SAMAIRA: how are you now?

ISHAAN: i-i am fine.. thank you f-for helping me last night.

SAMAIRA: *wide grin* you're welcome. i hope you had a good sleep.

ISHAAN: yeah i did. after a really long time.

he said with a small yet genuine smile.

ISHAAN: soo.. you're surprisingly tolerable i guess.

SAMAIRA: ohh please i am not just tolerable...! i am everyone's favorite..!

ISHAAN: yeah yeah whatever. but genuinely.. thank you.

SAMAIRA: ohh myy goddd stawwppp!! itss okk..!! btw.. do you get those often?? the nightmares?

ISHAAN: y-yeah.

SAMAIRA: you can talk about it you know.. if you feel comfortable.

ISHAAN: not right now.. maybe sometime in future.

SAMAIRA: yeahh sure.

ISHAAN: you sing well btw.

SAMAIRA: ohh i knoww!! thank you anyways *sheepish grin*

he just chuckled and shook his head.  A loud yawn escaped my mouth which grabbed his attention.

he held my head and kept it on his shoulder.

ISHAAN: sleep. you didn't sleep enough last night.

I was feeling too comfortable on his shoulder to argue so i just nodded and drifted in my dreamland.

well.. he's not a bad company for the tour ig. a pretty good one infact.

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