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TWO

As days gone by junaid grew attached to her, he looked forward to meeting her. Showing her his sketches, telling her his favourite part of the day.

"You don't remember your mother?" Qindeel said, dazed at Junaid who was folding the  blankets and keeping in the cupboard.

"No, all I know is she didn't like me that much." He said and sat beside her.

"But how can she hate you, you are an amazing person." she replied, looking at him.

"I don't know, some people don't have any reason to hate someone, they just hate them. Maybe she is like those people." He said shrugging, looking outside the window, avoiding her eye contact.

Qindeel looked down playing with her fingers. No words were exchanged. She felt the need to share her own secrets with him.

The need to let him see through, to let him know everything about her even though he never asked anything.

I trust you Junaid, enough to let you see. The real me.

She thought, looking at him. So beautiful. Even though he was not looking at her, she could still tell he is perfect from every view.

Looking away from him, she slowly murmured.

"M-my father used to hate me, I always used to wonder why? I tried everything to make him happy but he was never satisfied. I remember I used to clean his shoes no matter how dirty my dress would become all I wanted was to make him happy, but he always used to get angry at my every mistake, tiny or big. He simply didn't like me." She continued.

"My mom died giving birth to me, I saw some of her photos that's all but never got to know how she was as a human" she said looking at him.

Junaid knew she had a rough childhood just like him, and he knew he could never understand what it's like to be at her place no matter how much he said he understood, but the truth is no one ever understood anyone's pain.

But for him, no matter what staying together is what makes a person feel loved. There would be times where you can't be with the person you really want to, sometimes you are really poor to help the person you love, or sometimes fate hates you the most. But no matter what staying together is the easiest way to show them that you love them. Show them even though you don't have anything but you still want to give your everything to them, by making them your world.

The atmosphere became too sad for his liking.

"Hey, what would be the first thing you will do after getting away from here?" he said looking at her.

"I don't know. Maybe eat Pani puri. I never ate that I really want to know what it tastes like." She smiled.

She looked at him and shrugged.

"You never ate Pani Puri!?"

"Nope, abbu never let me eat anything from outside" she replied.

"Don't worry, I'll bring them for you."

"Really!?" She said surprisingly . Junaid nodded his head excitedly to her, giving her a smile.

Qindeel smiled widely at him, "Thank you so much Junaid."

Junaid liked the way his name sounded from her mouth, it felt  so right.

"Your welcome." he said feeling blushed.

"What would be the first thing you will do after getting out of here?"

"I don't know, maybe take you out to eat Pani Puri?" He replied, chuckles at her.

Qindeel blushed at his words. Before they could talk more Ram entered the room.

"Junaid! Didi is calling you." he said, making Junaid sigh.

He looked at her sadly.

"Maybe next time, we'll have more time." She nodded her head, feeling sad for his leaving.

"Till next time. Bye Junaid."

"Bye Qindeel."

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It was a short chapter, but next time I'll try to make it big.

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