Chapter 5 – “Heartbeat Between the Lines”

📍Scene: University café, late afternoon – golden hour light pours in through glass windows. Maya is scribbling in her poetry journal. Aryan enters, guitar case in hand, hair tousled from rehearsal.)

[Maya]

(smiling)

You're late, Rockstar.

[Aryan]

You're early, Poet.

[Maya]

I had this line stuck in my head all morning.

"The sun fell asleep in my chest, but my heart didn't rest."

Sounds like a song?

[Aryan]

(softly chuckling)

Sounds like your heart has secrets.

[Maya]

(suddenly quiet, then fakes a smile)

Don't we all?

[Aryan]

What if I say that line…

(grabs guitar, strums gently)

🎵 "The sun fell asleep in my chest... but my heart didn't rest…" 🎵

Not bad, right?

[Maya]

(eyes lighting up)

Not bad?! That gave me goosebumps!

[Aryan]

Maybe we should write an entire heartbreak album together.

[Maya]

Would we call it "Sad Girls and Broken Boys"?

[Aryan]

(chuckles)

More like "Pretending We're Fine."

That's what people like us do, right?

📍Scene: Rehearsal Room, Evening. Aryan with the band – Zayn, Rico, and Dev.

[Dev]

You're glowing, bro. Who's the girl?

[Zayn]

Yeah, Aryan "Ice Prince" Malik smiling over poetry? The world's ending.

[Aryan]

(chuckles)

She's different. Her words aren't just pretty—they bleed.

[Rico]

Damn. You caught feelings?

[Aryan]

(pause)

No. Just inspired. That's all.

[Zayn]

Man, I've seen you fake identities, walk through fire, disappear from danger. But you're not ready for someone like her.

[Aryan]

Don't worry. I'm just… collecting lyrics.

📍Flashback: 12-year-old Aryan with Uncle Rehaan. They're in a dim library in Delhi.

[Rehaan]

Write what hurts, Aryan.

That's where the truth hides.

[Young Aryan]

But what if it hurts too much?

[Rehaan]

Then it's probably worth writing.

(Aryan scribbles lyrics: "The light in her broke the dark in me.")

📍Scene: Rooftop – night. Maya and Aryan sit side by side. The city lights sparkle. She looks a little pale but smiles softly.)

[Maya]

You ever feel like your chest is too full… like your heart's racing but you're sitting still?

[Aryan]

(eyes narrow)

Anxiety?

[Maya]

Maybe. Maybe something more.

[Aryan]

You okay?

[Maya]

I'm fine. It's just… sometimes it flutters. Like it forgets the rhythm.

But don't worry, it's nothing dramatic.

[Aryan]

You sure?

[Maya]

Hey, if I faint, just catch me. That's what co-songwriters do, right?

[Aryan]

(pulling a half smile)

Always. I'll even write a song about it.

📍Scene: Aryan's room. He stares at a scribbled lyric sheet.

[Aryan – internal monologue]

"She's fragile in a way I can't place.

Like her smile is stitched over silence."

I wasn't supposed to get close.

I was supposed to destroy.

But every lyric starts to sound like her.

Every song feels like a confession I didn't plan to write.

📍Scene: Maya's house – her mother peeks into Maya's room, sees her journal open. Scribbled are phrases:

"His eyes make promises his voice won't say. "I want to tell him… but what if it changes everything?"

[Mom – whispering to herself]

She's smiling again. Just like before the hospital days.

*(She clutches an old medical file marked "Confidential – Congenital Heart Defect – Mild to Moderate") *

[Mom – whispering]

Please… let him be gentle with her heart.

📍Scene: Next day – Aryan gets a call from his father.

[Dad – harsh voice]

Are you close to the girl?

[Aryan]

We've written a few songs together.

[Dad]

Good. Keep going. Remember why you're there. Don't forget what they did to Rehaan.

[Aryan]

(voice stiffens)

I haven't forgotten anything.

[Dad]

Then don't let feelings cloud your mission.

[Aryan – whispering after call ends]

What if feelings are the only real thing left?

📍End Scene: Maya listening to a rough audio recording on her phone. Aryan's voice sings her lyrics softly. She closes her eyes, heart beating fast. She smiles… but her hand rests over her chest.

[Maya – softly to herself]

Why does his voice feel like home?