Mujhe Teri Zaroorat Hai (I Need You)- A Dhoombros Fanfiction

Chapter 4 - "He found me"

"How about tomorrow? I mean only if it's ok with you?" Hussain proposed. "Hmm... I don't—" "Don't worry; you can bring your friends along." Hussain interrupted her. "Ok, I'll see with them then let you know later..." she told him and smiled awkwardly. Jiya did tell him that she was gonna give him a treat but she didn't know he'd take it that seriously. She didn't mean it in that way, it was just a formality to say that after someone had just helped you. He was a complete stranger to her, and it hadn't been even a week since she shifted, so she thought that it wouldn't be too good to mingle with people until she totally adapts herself. But still, she somehow knew she could trust Hussain. He was different, not like the other boys she met before. She just wished she had met him years earlier then maybe her life wouldn't have been the way it was now, and even better, she wouldn't have to leave her parents and her home to come to Texas.

"Are you listening to what I'm saying?" Hussain waved his hands in front of her face, bringing her back to earth. "Huh, I'm sorry, I was lost in my project..." She lied. "Oh I thought you were thinking of me." Hussain flirted. Oh my god, how did he actually know that she was thinking of him. "Wh—what? No, nonsense really; why would I think of you?" she lied. "I know I know, chill, I was joking!" they both giggled. As she lifted her eyes from her bag, she noticed two other boys making signs at her direction. They looked Desi though, so she thought they might be Hussain's friends. "Hmm, I think they're calling you." She pointed at them and both Waqas and Atif stood there waving at them weirdly. "Huh I think I'll make a move, see ya' later." Hussain said and winked at her. He moved to his comrades; they both instantly jumped on him and all of them fell on a single seat in the bus. All the passengers looked at them awkwardly as Hussain was the first one to get up to his feet. "I thought you had a date with Sarah?" Waqas asked. "I do, so?" Hussain asked. "So? So about her?" Atif asked. "What about her?" Hussain asked back. "Yeah what about her?" Atif asked again. "Huh what about her?" Hussain asked once again. "You know what, let it be..." Both of the boys sat at a double seat, and Hussain just at the opposite one with all his attention thiking about something deep.

Jiya got down at the second station where she met Arzoo. "Hey!" Arzoo said in excitement as she noticed her bestfriend. "Hey..." Jiya trailed down. "Are you alright?" she asked. "Yeah I'm fine why?" Jiya replied still seeming to be in a deep thought. "I'm your bestfriend don't lie to me!" "I was thinking about Ashar." Jiya replied. As soon as she mentionned his name, there was a sudden fear in her voice. Her voice trembled and her breathing became louder. She gripped her books tighter and tried to calm down. "What about him, you already—" Arzoo was interrupted by Jiya's ringing phone. She had a new message from a private number.

"Go out with that boy, and you'll never see him ever again. -Your Love, Ashar."

As soon as she read that text, she could feel her heart pouncing against her chest. She could feel as if she'd have a heart attack. She immediately turned around to see whether she was being followed or something, but everything seemed so normal.

She pulled Arzoo by the arm and led her inside a shop. "What's wrong Jiya? Are you gonna tell me or what!?" Arzoo asked her.

After panting out of fear, she took a deep breath and Arzoo read the terror that was stamped in her eyes. "He found me..."

 That voiced echoed for like five more seconds until Jiya felt a slight pain in her head. As she fluttered her eyes open, she found herself still in the bus her head leaning against the window pane. Her head must've struck the pane when she dozed off. Out of panic, she instantly took out her phone and scrolled through her messages, but there was no new message. She was dreaming, she was glad she was. She took a sigh of relief and sat back feeling a bit more relaxed than before.