I'll never call it love - part 4

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So I was technically committed to the world and Vallavan was technically our first movie together. In the intial month I learnt a lot about him. And the first realization was that everything he said me in that initial one month of college was a lie. I learnt that he smoked (right from 10th std) but he haad said me that he hated it to the core. He drunk (from 12th std) almost everyday and I never had a clue about it. To a girl like me who knew nothing about outside worls, it was a shock. I used to think only villans in movies used to do all that and it was impossible in reality. I had never gone in government bus, bikes and had never seen a local train in my life before. 

I had never eaten in a veg-non veg restaurent, never had drunk water outside my house, never walked more than 5 minutes, hated to even touch eatables/bevearges what others had/sipped and never left the house without a tissue pack in my bag. The days with him was extremely tough and completely impossible to me. He used to take me to a small stall which was REALLY DIRTY. I loathed it and everything connected to him. I felt neauseated looking at everything about him. His habits, behaviour etc. I had to adjust, adjust and adjust. I learnt a lot and the first thing was to adjust. And if you ask me why I would say because I gave him my word that I'll say yes to him if my parents asked.

I was not matured at all as I thought that I was. When I first knew that he smoked, I called his mom and said her that he did. His mom was shocked but she took it fine. She asked who I was and I said her that I'm her son's girl. She was shocked but I never realized it. When he first tried to touch me, I moved away from him. It felt revolting. And when he first tried to kiss me I slapped him. How dare he? I never knew fear and I always stood by my decisions and words.

And then his calls reduced. It never bothered me. He forgot my birthday. He was too drunk to wish me. I rarely saw him. And I never realized it at all because I never felt anything for him. Then came our exams. I used to sit with him and teach him. And he did decently well. And during my last exam he said me I was nothing like he expected me to be. I was not a 'Typical Chennai Girl' which he wanted me to be. Well I never understood what that meant. He said lets break up and I said him ok. I never felt bad, it never hurt me. But after a month I realized there was something missing.