ALIZEY'S POV
"Excuse me, I'm going to go talk to my daughter in private I hope you don't mind" My mom said. HOLY SHIT will she ask me if I like Zain or not? Well I he looks attractive but it doesn't mean that I'll marry him for Satan's sake I wouldn't.
My ammi took me to my room and asked "honey what do u think about Zain I mean I think he would be perfect for you"
"Absolutely NOT" I scoffed, I'd rather marry Zayn malik then marrying Zain sheikh.
"You don't like him?" "yea I don't, Tell his parents that I am not interested in marrying their son" I scoffed and said.
"Your father won't be too happy to hear this"
"Does it look like I give a fuck?"
"Alizey language!!!" My mom screamed. "Well I remember when we used to live in pakistan you used to say that never marry a muslim man they destroy your life, Well what happened now? why are you so hell bent on making me marry that Boy huh?" I scoffed and yelled at her. I usually don't do that with my mother but today i had to..
"Okay I will tell them that you are not interested in this marriage" said my dear mother. "Good" I smirked. No one tells me what to do.
And ya'll mfs must be wondering why I said that I used to live in Pakistan?
So Yah i used to live in Pakistan that's where I was born but then I came here to live in Los Angeles. I came here because of my work, I'm a doctor and I work at the biggest hospital here as a surgeon.
And I just fooking realised that I forgot to intoduce myself, So ladies, my name is Alizey shah. I am 23 years old and I ain't that old to get married but still my parents are rushing me to get married, anyways I have only 1 sibling and his name is shahzeb sheikh and he's so fucking annoying I sometimes feel like hitting him with a fry pan. He is 28 years old and he's married and has 1 kid her name is aliyah and my sister-in-law's name is aniza.
Enough with the introduction now lol, So i'm hoping that my mother told that sheikh family that im not interested in this bloody marriage.
Going out of my room i saw that the bitch Zain left along with his parents, I smirked internally.
"You aren't interested in the marriage?" my dear father asked. Note the sarcasm. "yeah I'm not" "why?!" oldie yelled at me "I don't like that pretty boy." "He has a good job, He looks good and is a gentlemen, you dont have a reason to not like him" says my father glaring at me and I glared back. "I dont care about how much you try to convince me but I still don't like pretty boy" With that i scoffed and went to my room.
I'm pretty sure that my father won't let me live in peace until I marry that good for nothing piece of shit. I'm literally so pissed right now I just wanna punch someone.
Just as i was thinking about my plan....my phone started to ring and at first I didnt picked it up because I love my ringtone it- Into your arms by Ava Max, Picking it up I saw my bestie's number popping. Why does this bitch loves talking to people on phone?
"what?!"
"Well hello to you too"
"why did you called me hoe"
"So I can't even call my own bestie?"
"Yea i think you cant"
"Okay now shut up and let me speak. So are you coming to the club with me? You better say yes"
Thinking it would be good if I go to club and release all my stress I say yes
"uh okay"
"OKAY?! okaayyyy then I'll come to pick you up at 9pm. Be ready"
"sure"
Looks like I'm getting drunk today...
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YOOO LUVS!! THIS IS IT FOR 3RD CHAPTER!! HOPE YOU LIKED IT?! Well nothing more to say, Stay safe and I'll update whenever i get time.!
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