A Tale of Hearts

Chapter Eleven

Fahad's POV:

"Fahad?! Tum idher kya kar rahay ho? (Fahad?! What are you doing here?)" Rubab gaped at me as she halted her footsteps and turned to look at me. 

It was pleasant to see her stony face warp into something else for once. She must have noticed me observing her features because she was back to her icy unreadable expression in seconds. She looked behind me and then at me and then behind me again causing me to raise an eyebrow. Should she really be worrying about other things when I am standing right before her?

"Well, I just wanted to see you." I grinned as I took three long strides and caught up to her. Women loved it when I said this. I turned to look at her and she didn't seem like she trusted a word I said. Ah yes, women apart from Rubab. She wasn't a woman. She was a rock.

"Oh, I see. Were you the guy following us? Oh my God! Don't tell me the person chasing after Zoya is Kamran?" I saw panic on her face. Her eyes widened for half a second until she turned to me again and regained her composure. I wonder how she keeps forgetting that it is me standing in front of her. This was a little offensive to my pride. I simply nodded to her question. "He is going to hurt her. We need to go find them." She looked behind me again and I scoffed. As I said before, she really needs to pay more attention to what is before her.

"Don't worry, that guy would never hurt your friend. He loves her too much to do it." It took a few seconds for her to process that. She didn't look like she believed a word I said. Again.

"Why would he love her? He doesn't even know her." She tied her arms over her chest and looked at me intensely. I should have made eye-contact with her but instead my eyes trailed to her defined collar bones that protruded out of her square neckline. I had never found that feature attractive in a woman before but for some reason, her collarbones looked really beautiful. So fragile and refined. I wanted to slide my fingers over it. "Fahad? I asked you something. What are you doing?" I blinked before looking back at her. What did she ask me again? Oh yeah, Kamran hurting Zoya or something.

"Don't worry, that guy would never hurt Zoya, he loves your friend too much to try that." I replied and she blinked at me.

"You already said that, Fahad. I was asking why would he love her? He doesn't even know her that well. Why are you so zoned out? Are you intoxicated?" She bent down to look deeper into my eyes causing me to gulp slowly.

"I am completely sober, Rubab. This is his personal issue but I can guarantee that he won't hurt her." I assured her but she just narrowed her eyes at me. Her eyelashes were pretty. They weren't really long but they weren't non-existent either. Just the right amount. Was her skin always this clear? It looked like a silk canvas. I knew she was wearing a foundation or something but her makeup wasn't overly done. I liked that.

"What if he does?" What if he does what? Oh right, hurt her. She really needs to drop this topic and focus on us.

"He won't. Trust me." She didn't look like she trusted me but she just shrugged in return.

"Alright but we still need to go to them. I don't want to leave Kamran near Zoya for long." Oh, it was cute of her to be protective like this. I wish she showed her protective tendencies with me too but she was numb with me. In fact, it looked like she didn't give a flying fuck about me. Oh but there will come a time for that. I felt the corners of my mouth twitch up in a smile.

"Sure, we can go to them. Let's walk." I offered reluctantly. I wanted us to spend some quality time together. So much for that. I rolled my eyes as I shoved my hands into my pocket. Rubab started walking beside me. Her shoulder was inches away from mine. I wonder what it would feel like if I wrapped my arm around her shoulder? Her height really complimented mine so I am sure we would look good to bystanders. I liked that too.