Siddharth's POV

I was going to the staff room when I heard someone call me.

It was Sanya. She stood in front of me panting. Why was she running?

"Sir. I want to talk to you."

I nod and she looks at me seriously.

"Di ke baare mai."

(About di.)

I look at her surprised.

"I don't know aapka aur di ka kya relationship tha but I know that you affect her. She cries because of you and I know that wo bhi aapko affect krti hai."

I look away not knowing what to answer.

"Mai di ko aise rote hue nhi dekh skti toh aap dono ke beech jo bhi misunderstanding hai wo clear krlo."

(I can't see my di crying so clear the misunderstanding that you have.)

I chuckle sadly and say.

"Chahta toh mai bhi yahi hu. But I have hurt her a lot. Baat toh dur wo mujhe milne ko bhi ready nhi hogi."

(I want the same. Let alone talking she won't even meet me.)

She furrows her eyebrows and bite her lip thinking seriously.

Dono behne bilkul same hai.

"Tameez se baith kr toh wo aapki baat sunegi nhi. I have an idea lekin you have to promise me ki aap usse dobara hurt nhi karoge."

(She won't listen to you like that. Promise me you will never hurt her again.)

She held out her hand and I kept my hand on hers.

"I promise. Just give me one chance."

She looks at me for a moment and then nods. 

"Mai aapko jagah aur time message kr dungi. Time se pahuch jaana. Don't be late."

(I will message you the time and place. Be on time.)

She said and rushed from there.

I hope this works.

Sanjana's POV

Sanya enters the car with a broad smile. The smile she gives when she has done something she is proud of.

"Ab kya kia hai?"

(What did you do now?)

She pouts and says.

"Bilkul bharosa nhi hai na aapko."

(You don't trust me at all.)

"Pura bharosa hai. Isliye puchh rhi hu."

(I have full trust. That's why I am asking.)

She pouts more and I laugh.

She gives me two options. Restaurant or shopping.

I am in a mood to window shop today so shopping it is.

She nods excitedly and I drive to the nearest mall.

She was doing something on her phone when I parked the car.

We got out and went inside.

We entered Westside.

Sanya was looking at tops and asking me one by one if I like something.

She then gave me around 5 tops and told me try them on one by one.

I was trying on a top when its zip got stuck.

Argh! Why do these zips get stuck always.

I tried doing it myself but it didn't budge.

"Sanya! Andar aa. I need help."

(Come inside.)

Since she was outside I didn't lock the door.

The door opened and I heard it being locked.

I turned and was shocked to find Siddharth instead.

"What the hell? Kya badtameezi hai ye. Niklo yaha se."

(What is this nonsense. Get out of here.)

I start pushing him but held me close and hugged me tightly. 

"What nonsense! Chhodo mujhe."

(Leave me.)

"Sanjana!"

He whispered in a cracked voice and I stopped struggling.

"Ek baar meri baat sunlo. Please just once."

(Just listen to me once.)

I pull back and look at him. There are so many emotions in his eyes.

The situation reminded me of one particular memory.

It had been 2 months that me and Siddharth were dating. We had come to a mall for window shopping since almost all of our classes were dismissed.

I selected a few dresses and was trying them on. 

One dress which had back zip got stuck.

"Siddharth?"

I was in the female changing room side. I heard his faint voice.

"Kya hua?"

(What happened?)

"I need help."

"Are you okay?"

"I'm stuck. Tumhe aana padega."

(You have to come.)

"Andar?"

(Inside?)

"Haan."

After a few seconds I heard a knock on the door. I opened and peeked out.

He was standing there with a sheepish expression.

I opened the door and pulled him in.

"Woah! Kya kar rhi ho Sanjana? Log galat samjhenge."

(What are you doing? People will assume wrong.)

He teased me and I gave him a fake smile.

I turned around and slid her hair to one side.

He came behind me and looked at me through the mirror.

"Iraade kya hai tumhare?"

(What are your intentions?)

He said tracing his finger down my spine that was visible due to the half open zip.

I shivered and looked at him.

"Zip! Its stuck."

"You want me to unzip?"

He asks looking at me intensely and I nodded gulping. The fitting room suddenly felt hot.

He slowly unzipped the dress while maintaining eye contact. Not for even once his eyes went down.

As soon as he unzipped the dress, he kissed my head and started to move out.

I held his hand and turned him. Raising on my toes, I held the back of his neck and pulled him down.

Our lips met in a slow and sweet kiss. I kissed him for a brief moment and then pulled back. He looked at me for a moment to process what happened.

He held my waist and pulled me closer, capturing my lips again and kissed me deeply.

I pushed him back as the memory played in front of my eyes.

"Sanj-"

"Shut up! Just shup up!"

I pushed him and went out of the fitting room. I entered another one and removed that stupid top somehow. I wore my top and went out taking my stuff.

Sanya was standing near the fitting room. I glared at her and she bowed her head in guilt.

Siddharth's POV

I hurt her. Again. The tears and the look in her eyes felt like swords to my heart.

What? What can I do that you talk to me once Sanjana.

She gave me a disgusted look and went from there dragging Sanya with her.

I go out and sit in my car.

I keep my head back and let the tears free.

I love you so much Sanjana. 

If I could change one thing from the past I would change that day when we talked about that stupid challenge and I accepted it in ego.

I go home and lay on my bed like a lifeless person.

I close my eyes and smile remembering all the moments we were together and happy. Her beautiful, cute smile that made my day.

She never paid attention to any man. But she trusted me and I broke her trust.

The next day I dragged myself to college. Although I didn't want to go but exams were on head and I didn't want to jeopardize my students' careers because of my personal matters.

The classes were finally over and I was moving to the staff room when Sanya came running to me again.

"Di aapse milna chahti hai."

(Di wants to meet you.)

I look at her shocked. 

"Tum phirse kal ki tarah toh nhi milwa rhi na?"

(You are not talking about like yesterday right?)

"Mai nhi milwa rhi. Wo khud milna chahti hai."

(I am not organising anything. She herself wants to.)
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