Celebrity Crush Turned Deadly Love!

Akshu's PoV

I never expected him to come to me like a ball from a wall. He pulled me out of the pool dodging all my protests and carried me to his room. I won't lie, I enjoyed every second in his hands. He was getting wet from me. I mean his dress was getting wet!

I could feel his muscles bulging under his shirt. But I am angry. He always takes up so much advantage on me but yet denies everything. I don't know what I said triggered him this time. My stupid heart is melting in his hands but my mind tells me to jump out and run in the opposite direction for he is disrespecting my feelings in every instance. But I know, I can't do that. After all, I know his concern for me. Something is stopping him.

He gave me his clothes to change. My heart made somersaults in happiness. Being in the same room as his and getting to wear his clothes, I already feel like his wife. But I put on an act like I'm totally disinterested. Yeah. I have to take care of my image, you know. I felt an irritation on my stomach where they have stitched the wound. I reacted to it and he ran to my side. I said it's my wound that hurts. I saw a true guilt in his face as he apologised again. Poor him!

WAIT! What? He wants to see my boo-boo? My wound that was on the side of my stomach? He wants me to lift up my shirt for him? No way.

I felt too shy to show him my privates. Hey, don't look at me like that. Anything that is covered in clothes are my privates, alright. But he yelled at me saying he is not a pervert. I can never think of him like that. He is not like that, at least not to me. He mistook my shyness for reluctance.

But then something struck my mind. I mistook his shyness for reluctance? He went rigid because he was shy? I thought he didn't want me. He pushed me away because I was comparing myself with his flings? I want to make it up for him. I wanted to tell him that I am not thinking any low of him.

I picked up his clothes and went to the restroom to change. I took off all my clothes and wore his t-shirt and pants. Just them. I felt totally weird. The scent on his shirt just reminds me of him. It's like hugging him naked. I am having these wild imaginations still inside the restroom. I don't have trust in myself. I stayed in the room to gather up courage to open the door.

"How long? Are you ok? Do you need any help?" he started knocking on the door.

"I don't want your help. You go out. and close your eyes. I will go home by myself." I shouted from inside.

"Pch! Don't play around, Shia! Come out!" His voice rang in warning.

"Close your eyes." I insisted.

"How will I dress you if I close my eyes?" he said. I don't know what he felt when he said that. He may have said that with true concern. But my filthy mind was picturing him actually dressing me up!

"Dress my wound, you mean?" I asked him to reconfirm. This sentence was making weird butterflies in my tummy.

way to open the lock from outside. Just open up, Shia!" I think I stayed here very

Please, Yash. I feel weird wearing

he will laugh at me? What did he think of me? Am I not a grown up girl

to come out

Did he really have so

him standing straight in front

Yadav's PoV

she said without raising her eyes to look at me. She looked so sexy in my clothes. My t-shirt sliding on one of

her sit down and went to get my first aid box. She never looked up at me once

your shirt." I told her ever

her head in a No. I pushed her down gently on the pillow and sat near her. I slowly rolled up my tshirt on her. She held my hands when I didn't stop. I got carried away! I caressed her stomach with my fingers and she closed her eyes tight. She took her lower lip in her teeth to stop her

wound. I put on new dressing and pulled her shirt down. She let out a long breath which

I will drop you in your home." I said,

is making it so hard for me to stay away. Her eyes literally call me to do every dirty stuff on her. But she is to be handled gently in a more appropriate situation. I left her and went out of the room giving her

disappointment. I didn't turn to see her for I know if I turn, I may fail to withhold myself. I walked to the stairs but came back to her and carried her bridal style. She buried her face on my chest. The flimsy shirt gives away all her treasures. I could literally feel her body. I ran down the stairs and put her down at once. I walked to my car and opened the door for her. She got in and I

roam around like you did today. If you want to come there, give me a call. I will come and pick

she said

mom?" I asked her. It is not safe for us to

is not home

here. Now

in and get your dress." she said in

regret later. But it looks like she is

I said trying to get out of her grip

Yash. Come in. I won't eat you." she said with a glint