Hello, gorgeous people!
As you can probably see, I've been deleting most of my old stories, but I kept this one up because so many people seemed to love it. The only change I'm making is that I'm translating the song below, since I got requests to do that.
The song is Kuch Khaas from the movie Fashion.
Kuch Khaas Hai Kuch Paas Hai
Something special, something near
Kuch Ajnabi Ehsaas Hai
There's some strange feeling here
Kuch Duriyaan Nazdikiyaan
Some distance, yet some closeness
Kuch Hans Padi Tanhaayiyaan
And a sweet, smiling loneliness
Kya Yeh Khumaar Hai
What intoxication is this?
Kya Aitbaar Hai
What kind of trust is this?
Shaayad Yeh Pyaar Hai
Maybe it's love
Pyaar Hai Shaayad
Love it might be
Kya Yeh Bahaar Hai
What atmosphere is this?
Kya Intzaar Hai
What kind of waiting is this?
Shaayad Yeh Pyaar Hai
Maybe it's love
Pyaar Hai Shaayad
Love it might be
Kuch Saanz Hai Jaage Se Jo Kal Soye
Some melodies are awakening which once were asleep
Alfaaz Hai Chup Se Nashe Mein Khoye
Words are lost quietly in intoxication
Nazar Hi Samjhaaye
Only glances understand
Yeh Guftgu Saari
All the unsaid conversations
Koi Aarzoo Ne Hai
Desire has taken
Angadaayi Li Pyaari
Some lovely turn
Kya Yeh Khumaar Hai
Kya Aitbaar Hai
Shaayad Yeh Pyaar Hai Pyaar Hai Shaayad
Kehna Hi Kya
What can I say?
Tera Dakhal Na Koi
It's no mistake of yours
Dil Ko Dikha
My heart has seen
Dil Ki Shakal Ka Koyi
Some heart like itself
Dil Se Bhi Meri
Even my heart has
Ik Shart Yeh Aisi
One condition
Laage Jeet Si Mujhko
What kind of defeat is this?
Yeh Haar Hai Kaisi
In the guise of a victory
Kyun Yeh Pukaar Hai
Why does it call me?
Kyun Bekaraar Hai
Why is it restless?
Shaayad Yeh Pyaar Hai Pyaar Hai Shaayad
Jaadu Sawaar Hai
Some spell has been cast on me
Na Ikhtiyaar Hai
I don't have any control
Shaayad Yeh Pyaar Hai Pyaar Hai Shaayad
Pyaar Hai Shaayad
Kuch Khaas Hai Kuch Paas Hai
Kuch Ajanabi Ehsaas Hai
Pyaar Hai Shaayad Pyaar Hai Shaayad
Lily didn't know what was happening to her. She felt the urge to be near the most arrogant prat in the world, James Potter. She wanted to hug him, to kiss him, to fall asleep in his lap, to run her fingers through his unruly black hair.
Was she delusional? Was it that absence was making her heart grow fonder? Could it be love?
"I don't know, Sev," she told her best friend, Severus Snape, "could it be love?"
She thought she caught him say, "I hope not."
When James woke up in the morning, the first thing he thought of was Lily. He knew he liked her, a lot. But he wanted to sneak to the girls' dorms just so he could talk to her. He wanted to dance with her just so he could hold her close. He wanted to sing to her.
When their eyes met, he felt like they were the only two people in the whole world. Every little habit of hers looked sweet – twirling her hair between her fingers, biting her nails.
He didn't feel like this was just a crush. Could it be love?
There was no one like James. Of all the boys trying to catch Lily's attention, it only fell on James. She wanted to tell him all her deepest secrets. She wanted to love him. She wanted him to love her. Whatever annoying thing James did, now Lily found it endearing.
Could it be love?
Why did James feel like whenever he lost a fight between him and Lily, he was still winning? He was winning her company, her precious company. Lily Evans, the most beautiful girl in the world.
Could it be love?
"I love you."
Their lips met.
It was love.
Love y'all.
