Fated With Him

14. His Life

I was currently looking in my cupboard to find a nice outfit for tonight, but my mind was actually somewhere else. 

And that 'somewhere else' is Amaan as usual. 

First of all, I never wanted to go to the club, but I agreed to go, because it was with him. Still my instincts were telling me not to. It would have been lovely if it was just me and him, going. 

But I was nervous, because I'd know no one there except for Amaan himself, and a part of my social anxiety was screaming at me to not go. 

My nerves were all over the place. 

The last week with him went so good, like it was just unreal, and I have a feeling that some shit is about to go down. Already knew when I saw Amaan last night, in a bad mood. He'd try not to show me but it's just me, and I'd know that it's one of those signature fake smiles of his. 

But I still should go because of Amaan. In the morning he called me, and I figured something was wrong, and trouble was his mom. 

She wouldn't just stop pestering him about meeting her client's daughter. To be honest, I became a little insecure no doubt. I went on social media to look her up, and she was beyond gorgeous. Independent. Financially secure. An empowered woman. And that just increased my insecurities even more, even though I didn't let Amaan see them. But it wasn't about me here. 

I can be a very insecure person and now that him and I were finally dating, my insecurities have already started to get the better of me, even though I tried to stop them. 

And I also figured that to take his mind off things, I should go with him, because he wanted me to. 

But the bigger problem than that was , that the initial plan of clubbing turned into a house party. It'll be at one of his previous batchmate's house. 

Urgh. 

This is bad. Really bad. 

House parties are just not my thing. and I don't even know anyone there. 

What am I even gonna do if Amaan would start having fun with his friends ? Stand there and stare at them wide eyed. 

Finally sighing loudly I closed my eyes and sat at my bed looking around my room. 

The thing is just, I have no idea what to expect. 

My phone rang pulling me away from my thoughts and it was Amaan. 

"Hey"

"Hey, hi, at what time should I pick you up ?" 

Never

"Uh, I don't know, you tell me ?"

"Would 7 be okay ?" 

"Yeah it'll be fine" 

"Alright then"

"And Amaan..."

"yeah ?"

"You okay ?" 

"Yes Yushi, I am" 

Well he's not, but I didn't push further. 

"Okay then. See you"

"Yeah.. Bye" 

He hung up and I sighed again, staring at his contact profile picture in my phone. 

I stood up again, and did my make up, taking my sweet time, and praying, that some miracle would happen and Amaan and me would end up, staying here only. 

I really wanted to spend the weekend that way. 

But this is the thing right ? It has to be done, soon or later.