Taking two cups in my hand. The moment I turned around I clash with something, well to be correct on Someone. But before I can fall, a strong hand got wrapped around me, making me steady.
Coming back to my senses my gaze falls on his white shirt wh...
"I'll never forget the moment when I realized I love you.."
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AAYAN'S POV
When Smira, was ready to come home back I didn't know but something went very weird in my heart. Like firecrackers just busted and my whole body turned warm from the cold. I was relieved to hear her answer because this whole week without her went like hell.
I realized that I had developed a habit of her presence near me, her sweet voice and constant blabbering, and I never liked to come to the house more than I ever loved when she was there. She made that house a home.
I was unable to eat, drink, or sleep when I was alone. The only thought used to cross my mind was of hers, about her, about her safety. I used to fucking check my phone like a dumb, by chance if she would have texted me or called me. When I texted her to inform her about my trip I was happy because she instantly replied me. I was freaking smiling and looking at the phone that much how crazy I went in her absence, craving her presence.
I realised my mistake when she said, "You don't have to force yourself Aayan" At first, I didn't understand but when I thought about all the things I said to her I realised how foolish and asshole I was to say all those things too. I'm not used to emotions and feelings, I was very practical before she entered into my life.
My life was easy and sorted before her. But now when she came, she made me drop into the thunder of emotions which I never felt. I hated her before, to put me in the chaos of this foreign feeling but I fucking started liking it later.
I looked to the side and she was sleeping peacefully, her little hand still entwined with mine. Her long eyelashes rested on her cheekbone, and her plump pink lips turned up in a small smile. She is gorgeous, she holds breathtaking beauty and she does not even know that.
When at the store I told those women that she was my wife, the wave of solace and reassurance clashed in my heart. I got this weird feeling to claim her mine.
I know that whatever I'm feeling right now is not simple, the way I crave her voice, touch, and presence I started liking her. More than I thought I would. I want her to be at my side now.
I stopped my Mustang and leaned into her to unbuckle her seatbelt. Before it could hurt her I stopped it in the middle and glanced up at her only to lost in her again. My heartbeats heightened and my throat dried. She started to stir in the sleep
I moved back quickly, calming my nerves. Smira slowly opened her eyes taking in her surroundings. "We reached?" her voice low and weak. She coughs after it. Concern spread in my heart.
