TRAPPED IN LOVE WITH MY BABY DADDY
SARAH'S POV
Huffing I sat on the bench. Feeling little comfortable I closed my eyes. The surgery took longer than we thought. I need to attend lecture too after this.
"Sarah." I looked at the source of voice. It was one of intern here. I hummed in response turning my attention to her.
"There is a patient in the ward no.65. Please treat him he has deep wounds. I need to meet dr. Reema she was calling me. Pretty please go treat him."
I exhaled at her pleading and nodded. She smiled and walked away. I stood up and marched towards the ward.
"Rian." I rushed towards him as soon as I saw him. He gazed at me and smiled beautifully.
"Sarah." He didn't look much bothered with the injuries he got.
Rian is a friend of mine. We met almost two years ago. He almost got in accident while saving me. After that we met coincidentally and finally become friends.
"Rian it's your fourth time in the month you are here with wounds on your body." I scolded him a little.
"Relax Sarah it's okay. It's doesn't hurt much." He laughed making me annoy. He is hurt and blood is flowing and he is laughing.
I shooked my head and fetched first aid box. Taking out the cotton I cleaned his head wound. It wasn't big but he got wound on the same spot a week or two ago.
"Ouch Sarah it hurts clean it slowly." He yelped a little when I pressed his wound lightly.
"It's hurts. Laugh now. It's wasn't hurting before huh!" I mocked him to which he laughed off.
"There is one on my stomach." He stated when I finished treating his forehead and arm wounds.I widened my eyes. He looked at batting his lashes innocently and smiled slightly.
"Rian. You used to get wounds on your arms or shoulder. This time you got in stomach." I shouted in low tone. His smile widened at my outburst.
"Calm down kitten. You know this time I got while saving some the peoples. This time it wasn't from boxing match." He relaxed laying comfortably on the bed with pillows behind. I narrowed my eyes at his response.
"Last time when I saw your match you ended the match under less than one minute and without any wound or should I say you didn't even let him touch you. Why do you always get injuries from matches? And this time how you got injury while saving people?
I questioned crossing my arms over my chest. He nervously grinned under my gaze.
"I wasn't prepared that time." I raised my eyebrow at him. He pulled my hand and made me sit beside him.
"Now leave it treat this quickly it's irritating." He pointed at side of his abdomen. I followed his finger. Oh my gosh I forgot about this in my little interrogation session. I jumped from my place.
"Remove your shirt." He smirked while i frowned my brows. I raised my eyebrows asking what. He chuckled and started opening buttons one by one.
His chest peeped from the shirt when he opened the first three buttons. The first one was already opened. I looked at his abs when he undone all his buttons. I felt hot at the moment. He looked like a goddamn meal sitting with his undone shirt. His messy hairs with his Greek god like face was cheery on top.
I heard throat clearing sound. I just realised I was ogling over him. I glanced at his face. He has fucking smirk on his face. Not to forgot he looked super duper hot with that smirk on his face.
"Like what you see." He teased.
"Ofcourse not." His smirked widened.
"I can see the drool." My hand involuntary brushed the side of my lips. I withdrawed my hand immediately hearing his laugh. I smacked his arm. He laughed more loudly. My face heated up with embarassment.
"Okay enough. Let's treat it." I pointed at his abdomen trying to distract from embarassment. He nodded laughing lightly. I crouched down cleaning the wound gently to not pain him.
"Urgh." I glanced at his face. He was closing his eyes. I was trying to clean it as gently as possible.
"It's done." I stood straight. He buttoned his shirt hastily and stood up. He muttered thank you and started walking away.
"Rian." I called him. I stopped but didn't turned. I walked to him and turned him holding his shoulder.
"Is it paining much? Sit there and take painkiller." I concerned.
"It's nothing like that. I just remembered some work. I need to go." He again tried to move away but I held his arm.
"Sit there."
"Sarah I swe- "
"Rian." I sternly stated. He didn't protested and sit on bed quietly. I smiled.
"Here take it." I handed him painkiller. He obediently had the painkiller.
"Take rest for a while." I glanced at watch. I widened my eyes.
"Oh shit." I faked a cry.
"What happened?" I questioned with furrowed brows.
"My lecture. It already started. Noway Dr. Anand is letting me enter the class." I sat next to him with pouting face.
"Don't pout." He breathed. I gazed at him.
"Wanna hangout?" My eyes sparkled. I nodded vigorously.
"Let's go then." I wrapped his arm around my shoulder chuckling.
I moved out to grab my bag. It was almost time to go home so I had no problem to hang out.
"Who give you this?" He said looking at the rose he was holding. I sneezed. He immediately put the rose in his pocket. I sneezed once twice thrice.
"Alright?" I nodded sneezing.
"It's gonna be okay in sometime don't worry- " He forwarded me a nasal spray. I looked at him. He gesture me to take it.
"You carry nasal spray?" I asked when I felt ease from sneezing. He hummed and started walking. I runned to catch up with his pace.
"Why so?" I tried to match his steps which was impossible. He was taking long strides.
"Walk slowly." I almost whined.
"As expected from a shorty." I stopped on the spot.
"Wanna be carried?" His face inches away from me. His breath hitting my ear. I nervously blinked my lashes at the proximity.
"Just kidding." He chuckled and straightened up. I looked here and there with slight blush.
"The offer is available if you want." He mischievously said.
"Shut up Rian." I gripped my bag strap and walked out of hospital. I clearly heard his laugh behind.
Ngl I could hear his laugh all day long.
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Spending time without any stress,fear is best part of my life. Fortunately, today is one of that day. I smiled hearing his teasing.
His smiles, teasing, laughs. Everything about him is making me melt.
"Icecream?" He asked.
"Why not." I enthusiastically answered.
I runned to ice cream truck not paying heed to his shouts behind. I felt a hand tugging my waist.
"Be careful there are vehicles around love." He whispered.
I died. I died hearing love from his mouth. It felt ethereal hearing this word from him. I stared into his hazel green orbs. His eyes are something I could simply died for.
"Which flavour?" He asked.
"Huh!" I replied still lost in him.
"I asked which flavour you would have love or..." He leaned closer to my ear.
"I should buy the icecream truck for you." He continued.
"Why would you do it?" I pushed him and corrected my dress.
"You want you get." He husked.
My breath stopped for moment before I composed myself again.
"Stop it." He laughed. Did he mean it?
"I mean it." He reads mind.
"I don't love." I gasped.
"S-stop calling me th-at." Why the fuck I need to stammer now. I cursed myself.
"What love?" He faked confusion.
Bitch.
"This."
"This what?" He is definitely testing me. I don't have patience he is testing. So I-
"Ahh Sarah." I simply smiled after kicking his leg hard and walked to owner.
"One choco-"
"One choco chip icecream and one butterscotch." He said while i narrowed my eyes.
"Anything else love?" He turned to me. He is eager to break his jaw.
"Yes. Every flavour." I sarcastically smiled. He smiled.
"Two scoops of every flavour available here." I widened my eyes.
"I was joking." I said stunned.
"But I don't joke love." His eyes showed sincerity.
"Rian you-" I was interrupted inbetween.
"Dekhiye madam aap pati patni bed par ladiye humare aur bhi customers hai." My face heated up.
(Look madam, you husband wife fight on bed we have more customers.)
"P-please give us one ch-choco chip and butterscotch icecream." I awkwardly ordered.
"What did he say? Why are you red? I'm gonna kill him. What he say to make you blush?" He said in one breathe. He was dead glaring at the poor guy.
I quickly took icecream and payed hastily. Handing him icecream before dragging him to nearby park who was still glaring at that guy.
"Stop killing him with your gaze." I uttered turning his face to me.
"What did he say? Tell me love." His face and voice drop death serious. I never saw him like this.
"I asked you something hm?" I felt spellbound under his pinning gaze.
"He thought we are husband and wife." His serious face faded away in thin air replaced by a shy smile.
I saw his cheeks turning pink. Awwww.
Wait! Is he blushing?
Abso-fucking-lutely.
"Blushing blushing huh!" I thought to tease him. Why not? These moments don't come everyday.
"I don't blush." He placed the icecream in my mouth.
"Umm- I don't like butterscotch much." My hands makes way upto my mouth covering it.
"Oo yeah I forgot." I handed me my choco chip one.
"I used the same spo-" He put the spoonful of icecream in his mouth with the same spoon he used to feed me.
"Uh?" His brows furrowed with mouthful of icecream.
Cute!
I shooked my head before devouring my icecream. I should have took more flavours.
"What are thinking?" I asked seeing him smiling lightly. He shooked his head. His gaze flickering between my eyes and lips where the spoon rested.
I forwarded the spoonful of icecream to him sensing he might wanted to taste.
"I don't like chocolate."
"Haww."
My reaction was immediate. How does he don't like chocolate. My siblings could plot murder against someone for chocolate.
"Should I try today?" I questioned.
"You should." I replied ignoring the smirk which was resting on his handsome face.
I again forwarded the spoon. He chuckled gently brushing my hand away.
"What?"
He didn't answered instead took my hand near his mouth. Heat rushed through my body when he sucked my fingers which had icecream. Butterflies exploded in my stomach when his hazel green orbs met mine which my fingers still in his mouth.
"It's gonna be my favourite now."
He uttered when he straightened up. I didn't missed the slay smile on his face with mischief in his eyes.
"I-i should go n-now." I abruptly stood up picking my bag discarding the empty cup of icecream.
"Let me drop you." He towered over me.
"It's just steps away from here." I tried to walk away only to pulled back.
"I'm coming with you. Understood?" I nodded. He knows how to make me follow him.
2
We silently walked side by side in the alley which leads to my apartment.
"You aren't talking." I didn't looked at him.
"Nothing just wanna sleep." I made a tired face.
"Almost reached." I nodded.
"Should I carry you?" I shooked my head.
"We reached." Thank god.
"Okay bye." I rushed towards the entrance. Before I could even make a move he held my wrist. I collided with his chest as he gripped my waist.
"Eat something before sleeping." His lips brushed over my crown as he spoke. I blushed at the proximity. I nodded not able to form words.
"Words love." His husky voice made my stomach do flips.
"Y-yeah I will." I tried not to stammer.
Keywords tried.
"Good girl now go." He detached me from him. I looked behind he was still standing there. He smiled and waved. I couldn't help but smile and waved back before entering.
I'm in Mumbai. Away from my family. Alone in the big city. My apartment was big for one person. It always gives comfy vibes.
Freshing up I changed into comfy clothes. I had to make dinner even though my body wanted to rest. I prefer homemade food rather than eating from outside.
Quickly making some light food I started to devour the tasty food only made by me. The Sarah Singh Ranawat.
It was already 9:37 p.m. when I finished cleaning the kitchen. I walked to bathroom to take a relaxing bath.
My muscles relaxed under the cold water. I closed my eyes leaning more in bathtub. After almost half an hour I stepped out. Wrapping the bathrobe around my body I started doing my night skincare.
Being a skincare and makeup addict I wanted to have all the skincare and makeup products. Even though I have most of products. But who cares. I am a girl who needs to pamper herself with luxury.
I was humming songs doing skincare when the lights turned off.
*Thud*
"Who is there?" I took some slow steps to my bedroom. Grabbing the vase to break the head of the person who thought to barge in my apartment.
*Ring* *Ring* *Ring*
I flinched hearing my phone ringing.
"Aise horror movie wale scene par kon call krta hain."
("Who calls at the horror movie scene.")
"Hello." I picked the call waking to the broken vase.
"Love." I rolled my eyes hearing his voice.
"I told you don't call that." I yelled only to hear his annoying laugh.
"You look cute when you are angry." He chuckled.
"I am not angry and how you know I am looking cute. Anyways thank you for compliment. You also look cute like suar."
(Pig)
"Thank you for compliment love." A giggle left my mouth. I love how he doesn't know Hindi and I could say whatever and he won't even know.
"Aww my precious vase." A gloomy expression forming on my face. I kept the phone aside telling him to wait for some time.
I kept the vase which was initially in my hand on the side table before picking the broken vase pieces. The lights turned on.
Thank god or else I thought the scenes from some horror movie is going to recreate in my life.
"I'm back." I said after throwing the pieces in the bin. I sat near the window talking to him.
Yes this window is culprit. She killed my vase.
"Check your bag." He suddenly said.
"Heh? Why so?" I confusely asked.
"Suprise for you." My ears perked up hearing suprise. A wide smile tugged on my lips.
"For me?" He chuckled.
"Just check love." I nodded though he can't see me. Rushing towards my bag I checked it. My eyes lighted up seeing his suprise.
"Chocolates for love." He whispered. I sequeled like a little girl seeing a big box of Ferrero Rocher hazelnut.
"Thank you so much Riannnn." I loudly thanked him tearing the box.
"Don't eat all in once." I hummed while having one of them.
God! Smiling I did a Lil happy dance as chocolates are so good.
"There is one more check carefully." I said while i smiled widening in contentment.
"There is more?" I asked going through my bag again.
"Hnn hnn." He hummed in sonorous tone.
I found a small velvet red coloured box. I was in awe opening the box.
"It's soooo beautiful Rian." I admired the simple yet beautiful ring. It was a open ring with a moon and star in front of eachother. The moon and star had tiny diamonds in it. It was just beautiful.
"For me?" I questioned even when I know the answer.
"Only for you love." His voice sounded hot.
"You like it?" Is it even a question.
"Like? Dude I love it." I again admired the ring.
"Wear it and send me pictures." He demanded.
"Okay." And I cut the call.
I was about to wear the ring when my phone buzzed.
"You cutted the call." I rolled my eyes.
"You told me to send you pictures. You are aging Rian." I annoyingly muttered and cut the call again.
I wear the ring. It perfectly hugs my finger. I clicked some pictures and send him. We texted for some time and bidded night to each other.
I changed into tank top and shorts before slipping in the covers.
I groaned hearing the phone ringing again and again.
"Hello." I said in my morning voice.
"S-sarah." My eyes opened wide hearing her panicked voice. Her voice seems like she was crying.
"Chaya calm down. Tell me what happened?" I calming said. She hiccuped before continuing.
"K-kab-ir is d-dead."
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