Typer Head #104 [The stubble]

/*For those who are new, this is a continuous series, so before reading this, you might want to read the previous story/ies to get context.*/

So to the rest of you, Yeah you are gonna see the shit written above in every single chapter. Grow up and but suck it up.

Alright, anyways here's the thing. While you read these chapters, here is what I want from you. Imagine the protagonist to be this Tall, not too much, strong, fit like in an okay kinda way, not in a ripped kinda way. With a nice rough stubble. None of which I really am, but I really want you to see me like that.

Anyway, here's the continuation...

So, it's the next day. Am at college heading toward my class, and Shreya is standing in front of the door, talking to Prithvi, who as much as I can guess, wants to know about last night. Anyway she saw me coming and turned towards me.

"Hey" I said.

"Hey..."

I kissed her. Not too much, no tongue. Her eyes were wide open, and as I stood back straight, she was beaming at me. We'll so was the whole corridor.

"Why're you guys standing here? Let's go in."

I pushed Prithvi in and walked towards our place with her. As we sat down, she was still beaming at me.

"What?"

"What? Are you kidding. You kissed me in front of everybody."

"So?"

"So?..."

I could see she was going crazy in her mind, but well I was enjoying it. The class hadn't started yet, so everyone were just roaming around. Periods passed, but people were still staring us. As the third period ended.

"You wanna skip this one?"

"Why?"

"People don't seem to be getting enough of us."

"Well, that's what you get for kissing me in front of everybody."

"So you didn't like it?"

"That's not what I said. It's just, you didn't seem to feel the spark and then you kissed me last night and again this morning, but we haven't even talked about it."

"Well, you seem to have a lot of questions. Should we skip this one to discuss them?"

"Yeah okay."

So we left the class.

"Where are we going." she asked.

"Just come with me."

"Why're we going into the library?"

"Just trust me."

"There's nothing on the third floor."

"Exactly."

Well, not exactly. You see the third floor of our college library is actually a place for research scholars to sit and read reference books that are flooding the place, but its almost always empty. It's got these cubicles, So I thought let's put them to use.

"What are we doing here?"

I lifted her up and sat her on the table of a cubicle. Three sides covered, we had quite some privacy in an empty floor. I started kissing her again and well, she was kissing me back. We kept the make-out session going for a while, then she slightly pushed me away.

"What do you think you're doing?"

"What did you think we were doing?"

"Come on. You know we need to talk."

"Okay. What do you wanna talk about?"

"What are we doing. Am I your girlfriend now? Are we in a relationship?"

"I don't know. Do you wanna be in a relationship?"

"I don't know. I just got out of one."

"You see, you don't know, I don't know. Let's not know for now."

"No, we can't do this without knowing."

"We were doing it just 5 mins ago without knowing."

"You know what I mean."

"Okay. Here's the deal. I don't know if I want a relationship, but I know I like kissing you. Like a lot. Do you like kissing me?"

"I like it more when you lift me up."

"So you do. Now, let's just let this go like it's going and let it take shape with time. Okay?"

"I don't kno..."

Yeah, you guessed right. I am kissing her again. I love not letting her finish.

Anyway, that's a load of fairy dust crap and it goes on for a while. For now, what matters is, I screwed that one up big time and now she kinda hates me.

Well, as we were at. On the way out, there she was. She looked at me with all the hate in the world. I passed her by without a single expression on my face and went straight out the door.

"Out already." Said the faculty.

"I have a head ache sir."

"You get too many of them now a days."

"I'm sorry sir."

I looked at him and kept walking.