Here's the romantic chapter I promised. After all those depressing sad chapters, I think you guys deserve to read a happy lovey one. I don't even think that's a word. Anyways I'll stop my rant so you can read this chapter. OH BTW thanks for all the reviews. I was happy to see that so many people are still reading this and wanted me to come back. Thanks guys, especially guest reviewers. love you all. :*
DYLM 12: WARNING BOLD CHAPTER. For adult brains only, not gonna say 18+ cause I'm not 18 :P
Tarika: But you have to. Prove it to me, that you love me.
Abhi: Tarika…
Tarika: Nahi karte pyaar mujse?
Abhi: nahi Tarika aisi baat nahi hai, you're drunk and I don't want you to regret what you did.
Tarika: I probably will but right know I don't care Abhijeet. I love you and I want to know that you love me.
Abhi: I love you Tarika.
Tarika: Aisai nahi Abhijeet.
She leaned up and kissed his lips again and he was moved back until he hit the wall.
He kissed her back and she smiled through the kiss.
She moved back and kissed his neck and bit it. He wrapped his hands around her tiny body securely.
She smiled again and pulled his coat off his shoulders.
Abhi moving back: Tarika ek bar soch lo. Please…
Tarika: soch liya.
Abhi: Kya?
She pulled his shirt off and pulled him towards the bed and pushed him on the bed. He fell backwards and Tarika crawled over him. She kissed his lips again and traced his bottom lip with her tongue.
Abhijeet was clutching the bed sheets tightly, trying to stop himself from touching her. Tarika saw his hands and smirked. She slowly dragged a hand over his bare chest trailing it down to his arm and grabbed hold of his hand. She entwined it with hers and gripped hers tightly but without hurting her.
Tarika whispering: Abhi larki main hoon yahan tum? Itna darr kyun re ho?
Abhijeet didn't say anything except look at her pretty face which looked a little more prettier when it was careless and tension free.
Abhijeet leaned up and kissed her lips. Tarika was surprised but kissed him anyways. Both deepened the kiss. Both tongues were exploring each other's mouth.
Tarika bit his bottom lip and he groaned. Tarika trailed her hands down to the beginning of his jeans and opened the button. Abhijeet quickly grabbed her hands and lifted them up. Tarika looked at him. His face was a deep scarlet.
Abhi: Tarika stop it.
Tarika nodded no.
Abhi: Tarika please ruk jao warna mujse control nahi hoga.
Tarika: Kaun ke ra hai control karne ko?
Abhi: TARIKA!
Abhijeet sat up causing Tarika to sit in his lap. She yanked her hands out of his soft grip and took off her dress.
Abhijeet's eyes widened and he looked away, knowing he wouldn't be able to resist her.
Tarika took his face in her hands and turned it to face her.
Tarika softly: Main tumhari hoon Abhijeet. Tumhe poora haq hai mujh pe.
Abhijeet looked into her eyes and saw love for him.
He slowly wrapped his hands around her waist and pulled her closer. Tarika smiled and wrapped her hands around his neck.
He turned her over and kissed her neck and dragged his lips up to her cheek and kissed her sweetly.
He got up and grabbed his shirt and slipped it back on. He grabbed his coat and was about to leave the room when Tarika's had grabbed his wrist and stopped him.
Tarika: Tum mujse pyaar nahi karte na Abhijeet? Koi aur mil gaye hai na tumhe.
Abhi: Nahi Tarika aisi baat nahi hai. Main tumse bohot pyaar karta hoon.
Tarika teary tone: Jooth mat bolo Abhijeet.
Abhi: Tarika please samjo.
Tarika: Kya samjoon huh? Yahi ki tum mujse pyaar nahi karte? That you don't want me?
Abhi: Tarika aisi baat nahi hai, I love you and if it was my decision I would make you mine but you're drunk aur main tumhe yeh galat faisla nahi uthane doonga. When you're not drunk and in your senses and you still want me tab batana mujhe.
He left the room and Tarika was left staring at the door. Suddenly she felt her head spin and she fell on the bed.
Half an Hour later:
Tarika woke up with a hangover and she sat up and grabbed her head. Slowly her fogged up memory came back and she remembered everything she had done.
Tarika: Yeh maine kya kardiya. Abhijeet ko itna kuch keh diya. Shit main bhi na ek dum pagal hoon. But I proud of Abhi, maine itna usse force kiya phir bhi mere liye ruk gaya woh aur who sab ek aadmi keliye assan nahi hota.
She got up and went over to the balcony and stood leaning against the railing. She was thinking of everything that had happened from beginning to end and trying to remember something that would help her and the team solve this case quicker.
Her head was spinning and the railing's screws were getting looser.
Here Abhijeet in the other room looked at the time and decided to go check on Tarika.
He went to the room and opened the door. He walked inside quietly and looked around. He didn't see Tarika and got worried.
Abhi: Tarika?
He went forward and saw the balcony doors open. He went to the balcony and saw Tarika leaning against the railing lost in thought. Then he saw the railing which was losing its screws.
Abhi: Tarika!
Tarika broke out of her thoughts and pushed on the railing further by accident. The railing fell backwards and so did Tarika.
Abhi: TARIKA!
He ran over and quickly grabbed her hand and pulled her back up before she completely fell.
Tarika hugged Abhijeet tightly and started to cry hard, pouring out all her emotions.
Abhi: Tarika baby kya hua? Ro kyun rahi ho?
Tarika through sniffles: Abhijeet I'm sorry… main kitni buri girlfriend hoona? Main tumhare layak nahi hoon.
Abhi: Arrey nahi Tarika aise baat kyun kar rahi ho?
Tarika: saach?
Abhi: Saach.
Tarika smiled a little: waise Abhijeet thanks.
Abhi still holding her: Kiss liye?
Tarika: Abhijeet maine tumhe kitna majboor kiya who sab karne keliye par tumne control karliya aapne aap pe, aur who sab ek aadmi keliye assan nahi hota main janti hoon. So thanks.
Abhi: Arrey Tarika main tumse pyaar karta hoon, aur main kabhi nahi chaunga ki tumhe hurt karoon.
Tarika: Janti hoon.
She kissed his cheek and he held her tightly.
In the club:
Daya and Muskaan were dancing and Drake was in a corner pretending to drink while looking at everyone.
Musi: Daya?
Daya: Haan?
Musi: Abhijeet sir aur Tarika kahi naazar nahi aa re.
Daya scanning the room: Haan main ACP sir se poochta hoon.
He connected his Bluetooth and ACP replied.
ACP: Haan Daya?
Daya: Sir kya aapko pata hai ki Abhijeet aur Tarika kahan hai?
ACP: haan Daya who kisine Tarika ke drink mein kuch mila diya tha. Aur who dono wapis hotel chale gay.
Daya: Kya?! Who theek tou hai na?
ACP: Haan Daya woh theek hai aur Abhijeet usske saath hai.
Daya: Lagta hai ki koi distract karne ki kosish kar rah hai.
ACP: Haan Daya mujhe bhi yahi lagta hai. Everyone keep your eyes sharp.
Daya: Yes sir.
A/N: Ok so there was my sort of romantic chapter and I hope you guys liked it. PLEASE REVIEW I NEED ENCOURAGMENT. I know it's kind of short and sorry I couldn't update sooner like I said I would because we had guests over and they are still here. SO sorry if I don't update quicker. Sorry but please review.