Best Days

I'm standing, taking in the magnificent scenery in front of me. The twilight paints the sky in vibrant hues of purple and orange. The air is cooler but it's perfect. I close my eyes to feel the gentle breeze caressing my face. The freshness brings me peace. Since my eyes are closed, I could feel the hold on my waist from behind, a lot strongly. The familiar fragrance and hands electrify my entire body. Vihaan brings his lips near my left ear and whispered quietly,

"Do you like it?"

"Yes," I sucked in a breath.

We had just reached this place after having our fill of the most delicious and famed food truck. Surely this guy has a nice knack for good food places and areas. Which is highly beneficial for a foodie like me. The food truck featured numerous snacks and wholemeal plans. They were healthy too. But since I was craving to have better and appetising food, it was the best choice.

"Ah, I'm so full," I said after eating up more than what I thought I would.

He chuckled wordlessly.

"Whom are you laughing at?" I pouted. He laughed some more then said.

"Let's go for a short walk."

After 25 mins we reached this place, which had stairs to lead us the way. We raced each other to the top and overcame the stairs easily. Which lands us here still panting from run.

"It's beautiful. When did you find this place?"

"My parents used to come here when they were young. My aunt told me about it. At first, I didn't like this place. I was strangely jealous that this place got to spend more time with my parents than me. I know it's silly to think, but later on, whenever I wanted to think, to laugh, to cry, I came here."

I was touched by his declaration. But wasn't it strange that he used to come here rather than going to his home?

"I know what you are thinking about. That's the other reason I brought you here. My father was the middle one, he had two siblings, a sister preceding him and a brother after him. My uncle didn't want to take care of me as he was a bachelor back then. I was sent to boarding school. Even though he married after two years of my going he never asked to meet me, not even once. My aunt was the one who talked to me on occasional phone calls. After passing out high school I came back. But wasn't welcomed enough in the family."

"Just like a guest, I stayed for a month and then my uncle gave me the car's and the apartment's keys. The apartment was my father's when he was a bachelor. That's the only thing I ever got of that house. The room of my parents was turned into a storeroom, I couldn't even find the pictures. My family back then was little above than a well off family. There should have been savings of my parents but my uncle said all of them went to my boarding school and college funds. I don't wanna question him. It's better to stay away from the family feuds, that's the reason I don't go back to the house. Ever."

I turned in front, holding him tightly. Although he was strong saying all this I can feel how pained he was. His grasp on me tightened. We stayed in the embrace longer than ever.

After a while, we sat down on the ground.  He told me about his aunt who took care of him when he came back. After the single month stay in his uncle's house, he went to his aunt's residence. There he stayed and cleared the college's entrance exam and after three months settled in his flat. During his childhood, his aunt was in the US. After her son got settled in there, she came back to India with her husband for retirement.

He often goes to his aunt's place to celebrate festivals and holidays.

"I'll take you to meet her. She is really very good."

I blushed at that. His aunt was a mother figure in his life and introducing me to her was a great deal to me.

When I looked up I saw him staring at me.

I didn't back down and started staring him. His brown eyes shone brightly and the lingering sunlight showed off his chiselled jaw and high cheekbones. He was carved beautifully. Just as I was going to say something he leaned downwards, closed his eyes and met my lips.

I was stunned not sad stunned but happy one. It took me a minute to realise what was happening and by then he already moved away. I was confused, did I did something wrong? Was he angry at my lack of response? But he didn't give a time for response and when I was going to say something he once again leaned in. This time my subconscious was active and I closed my eyes to feel the pleasant sensation. It was a simple peck first then he got hold of my lower lip and sucked into it. It was all new to me and inside me, electricity flooded in. I responded to him. His lips were warm and soft unlike my chapped and cold ones, but I don't care at all now, it's my moment to relish and I will.

This was a chaste kiss. My first kiss. I think it's his first too. When we separated he rested his forehead against mine. And whispered

"I wanted to do this when we watched that movie together, pride and prejudice, the last scene."

"I wanted to kiss you at that concert night when you looked ravishingly beautiful."

I was already pink from all the kissing and now I'm sure I'm red from it. After a while, we stood up.

"Up for an ice-cream?" He asked

"Always," I replied happily.

We walked down the stairs happily hand in hand, I was a little shy but I tried to calm my nerves down when I saw it wasn't just me who was affected. His ears were pink.

It feels so good to fall in love, to be able to talk, to share, to do activities together.

Eating ice cream with my boyfriend was one of my dreams come true. I loved these when I read the novels, watched dramas and yes it's a really satisfying feeling.

Warm hearts, brimming with love with this cold ice cream, of two different flavours is the best combination in the world. The day itself was a rollercoaster. Not only I got my first confession but also my first kiss. It would be unusual if I wasn't smiling ear to ear.

When we reached the college campus after a long ride on the bike, I felt a lonely feeling. The time has come to depart. And as much as I want it to go away it doesn't. Anyway, I'll patiently wait for the next day.

Tomorrow is the finale of the Fest. I have to speak on behalf of him. But now since he is back I think he will do it himself. What a relief!

Getting off the bike, we two walked near my hostel entrance.

"So tomorrow is the finale." I said.

"Yeah, prepare well." He said grinning widely.

"What? But you are here, you should do it yourself." I said.

"Nope!" He said lazily.

"What 'nope'? It's your work. I'm not gonna do this. Since you are here already."

"Manya we decided on this, right?"

"Yeah, "  I said reluctantly.

"That's my girl. Now don't pout. It's getting late, I'll have to go back. Take care okay?" He said tucking some stray hairs behind my ear.

"Yeah, bye," I said.

"Goodnight." He placed a kiss on my forehead.

"Goodnight, text me when you reach."

He nodded in approval and told me to go to the entrance. I went and had a last look at him and waved.

One of the best day ever. Maybe with him, I'm going to have numerous best days. I smile to myself and proceed to my room.