In The Name Of Love ✔ #MissionDesi

Chapter 14 - Mess

Aayesha's POV

I sighed as I leaned on my bed rest. Whatever Madeeha said to me earlier came popping my head for I don't know how many time already. I shut my eyes as this all was suffocating me.

It was not that I don't trust him but I don't know how to ask him about this. I don't want him to get hurt or anything because of me. I don't want him to think that I'm suspecting him and don't trust him.

I opened my eyes and turned to look at my mobile at the side table. This one whole day, no message and no call from him. I sighed as I leaned in and took my mobile.

I unlocked the screen and sighed heavily when there was still no message at all. I locked it back and threw it on the table again. Not even a Good Night text as he always sends. I glanced at the wall clock and sighed. Maybe he's sleeping.

"But doesn't he have a little time for me? At least a minute to send a text? Where is he? Is he really busy?" I asked myself when the incident this evening came flashing my mind. That girl...which came to my boutique once.

"That girl...Does she really.." I facepalmed myself as I quickly shook my head, brushing the thoughts away.

"No. He's not that type of guy." I spoke as I pulled my hands off my face.

"I trust him. Maybe he's really busy." I consoled myself as I sighed. Before my mind travel to anything else, I should better sleep.

I switched off my lamp light and laid down the bed as it was already midnight. I closed my eyes, waiting for sleep to overtook me.

I furrowed when I heard my phone rang. I squinted open my eyes and quickly grabbed my mobile, hoping that it was Armaan. A smile was automatically played on my lips on the thought of him but was immediately washed away when Madeeha's name appeared.

Was hoping for somebody else but someone else appeared instead. Don't know why, this hurts. I never knew that expectation hurts because I have never expect anything from anyone before. Literally first time...

"Haan bol." I spoke lazily as soon as I picked up the call. I slowly sat straight and leaned on the bed again as I shut my eyes, feeling something broke in me.

"Hein? Udaaz ho?" She asked and I opened my eyes as I smiled slightly upon hearing her. She can reads me just by my voice.

"Nahi. Just sleepy." I lied as purposely yawned and I heard she sighed.

"Don't lie me. You didn't even say Salaam or Hello. What's wrong?" She asked, concerned and I chuckled slightly.

"Ohoo nothing yaar! Now tell me, why did you call me at this hour?" I asked, furrowing.

"Are you okay?!" I quickly asked in worried with widened eyes as the thought of she was in trouble attacking me.

"Yeah I'm okay. Chill. Just wanted to ask you something." She said and I breathe a sigh of relief.

"Thank God. What's that? And how come you always have confusion in the middle of night?" I scowled, narrowing my eyes and she laughed upon hearing me.

"I'm not having confusion yaar!" She replied and I could feel she was rolling her eyes.

"Ahaan then?" I asked as a smile crept onto my lips.

"Actually...I wanna ask you that...have you talked to Armaan about this evening?" She reluctantly asked and I sighed upon hearing her.

"Not yet. We didn't..." I couldn't complete my sentence when she cut me off.

"What?! I've told you to do so!" She scoffed in irritant and I chuckled at her tone.