(Read at your own risk !! CRINGE ALERT🚨 ⚠️)
Zaviyaan spotted Rooh near the entrance gate, She had a few bruises on her face. He didn't get time to notice her anymore when his legs dashed towards her on their own.
Rooh was engulfed by Zaviyaan in a...
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While daydreaming and wondering about Zaviyaan, Rooh was tossing and turning in her bed. Rooh's cheeks became crimson as she covered her face in the pillow and made squeaking noises. She kept picturing his face with that expression of satisfaction and pleasure. Rooh made an unsuccessful attempt to picture him grinning. He had never smiled in front of her or anybody else, according to Rooh. Rooh hurriedly reached for her planner and neatly noted her next mission.
'Make him smile!' ▢.
She fisted her tiny hands and cheered her self.
IN THE MORNING >
Rooh was present and participated in the meal in the dining area with everyone else. Although Zaviyaan wasn't there yet, she continued to mentally stretch her hands while smirking at her sneaky scheme. Ali noted her strange behavior,
"Have you finally lost it?" He asked her, raising an eyebrow as he did so.
She poked out her tongue, "Yeah, I finally lost the will to argue with you." Zaviyaan arrived just then, immediately pouring himself a glass of juice, and guzzling it down. He tried to depart without even sitting down before turning around.
"Are you not going to eat?"
His chachi enquired. She wasn't there when he cocked his head to look at Rooh. Ali was also gone. "I'm not hungry." He moved toward the door where his car was parked. He walked in the direction of the back door after noticing the driver was already inside the vehicle. opened it, sat down, then slammed it shut. The sound made Rooh cringe; she had intended to surprise him, but he was already frightening her.
When he turned to look after hearing a woman gasp by his side, Rooh was grinning at him and strongly hugging her bag to her chest.
He squirmed in his seat as he thought, 'Bag to aise pakdi hai jaise pocket maar hu mai.'
He was watching her false smile. She was drenched in sweat.
He questioned, "What are you doing here?" She appeared to shake off her stupor by shaking her head.
She smiled at him and added, "Aap aaj humein drop kardein school."
"Kyu? Roz toh driver k sath jaati hona ?" He questioned her sharply. "No, I usually go with Ali, but the girls at school keep bugging me to meet up with him.They even threaten me, not just girls but boys as well, she said. Could you possibly do me a favor? I have no interest in becoming the matchmaker." She exhaled loudly in an effort to convince him to trust her. She declared "Ok, i will just go-" when didn't react.
"Bas!" he said "Kya chahti ho tum? kya karu ab mai? " he asked not believing a word of what she had just spilled.
"Aap humein drop kardein aaj or kal or parsu bhi please." she pleaded giving him puppy eyes . He sighed and asked driver to first stop by her school then office.
The silence in the car didn't break until Zaviyaan felt her eyes on him. He initially tried to ignore her, but soon gave up and turned to face her.
He grumbled, "What now?"
She asked seriously, "Do you know what happens when we eat aluminum foil. The question she asked completely caught him off guard.
He muttered, still in astonishment, "What?" Her eyes were getting wet, and she was getting redder by the second, giving the impression that she was struggling to contain her laughter.
"We sheet metal." She snorted. She was laughing so loudly that her own spit strangled her. As she struggled to breathe, she began to cough like a horse. She frantically gripped Zaviyaan's hand as he approached her fast. He began to make circular motions on her back. She clung to him with a monkey-like grip. She instantly became an unusual shade of red after eventually calming down and realizing her situation. Her heart rate accelerated. She turned to face him, who was already giving her a serene gaze.
"Are you alright?"he inquired.
He noticed their proximity as he observed that she wasn't responding and turned to look at their hands. The driver saw them from the rearview mirror as he slowly pulled his hand away from hers and backed away a bit.
She hurriedly replied, peering out the window and reassuring her foolish heart, "Aa- umm I'm fine." They arrived at school in just under five minutes. She gave him a quick glance before starting to open her bag and offering him a sandwich that was wrapped in foil.
"You didn't eat breakfast." She spoke with some stuttering. He was staring at her so intently that she was unable to make a sentence.
"You can either eat it if you're hungry or throw it away." Without closing the door, she hastily babbled and leapt out of the car.
While giving the sandwich a little consideration, he leaned forward to close the door. However, as he was about to do so, she sprang back in front of him, gasping for air. He gave her reddened face a wide-eyed stare. He deduced that she was hiding something behind her because she had both hands behind her back.
"Haan Rooh , bolo mai sun raha hu." his voice was so soft even he couldn't recognise it.
She extended her hand, which was holding a little pack of Ferrero Rocher, and peered down. He just tilted his head in a charming way to indicate his uncertainty because he didn't comprehend what she was attempting to achieve. At this action, Rooh fangirled passionately inside her thoughts and flushed violently.
She complained as she handed him the chocolates, "Arey lele na!" She grinned as he took them with care. She turned around, but he continued to stare at her. She paused in midstep and ceased air-tackling her short tresses which made her look like Dora. She yelled as she turned to face him.
"Have a wonderful day!"
He sat back on his seat and shut the door. His eyes began to sting with tears. Someone had a tenderness towards him. Whoever it was, he didn't care because he had always desired this attention and concern. Despite the fact that all he does is ignore her, she was still making him feel loved and appreciated. He was not going to continue doing that because he desired more of this feeling of being alive. He deserved to experience this somewhat longer and more intensely.
