Do we love each other?

My Anya

Armaan's POV:

She slept in my arms only while crying. I carried her to my room and layed her on my bed. I took a wet towel and started cleaning her face from it. I didn't wanted her to have makeup on her skin at night, I don't put makeup on my skin doesn't mean that I don't know that sleeping with makeup on your skin at night is not good for your skin. After cleaning her face, I slowly covered her with the blanket. I started noticing each and every feature of her face. I never realised she was so fucking beautiful that I can never stop looking at her. I won't let that bastard live happily. He caused problems to my jaan, because of him she cried a lot. I will make him bleed for each and every drop of tear he caused to my Anya. My eyes fell on her arms which had many marks on them. They must hurt. When I was lost in her. I got a call. I saw the name.

Aveesh.

I picked the call.

" Hello."

" Armaan, have you seen Anya?" He spoke worried.

" Yes, she is with me."

" Thank god. She is with you. We just got an heart attack-" he was not able to complete his sentence before that only someone snatched the phone from him and said," How is she? Is she alright? Did something happen to her? Speak fast. Tell me if something happened to her? Did you see anyone with her? Where did you find her?" She was asking questions without pausing and asking me to reply. Aveesh girlfriend is really a headache. Anya is much better than her, I know she talks a lot but not that much also.

" SPEAK!"

" If you let me speak then only I will be able to speak. Listen carefully. Come tomorrow in my house, you will get to know everything. For now, she is safe and is sleeping." I hung the phone with that.

I again started staring at the most beautiful women in front of me. She looks more beautiful when sleeping, if she woke up again she will start her nautanki (dramas). Well because of that only I like her. My jaan is better than every girl. I know she talks a lot but I like her talk. I know she is not the most beautiful women in the world but for me, only she is the most beautiful women. I know she argues a lot but I like her arguing. I know she behaves childish sometimes but I like when she behaves childish. I know she forces me to do things which I don't but I like her forcing me. I like everything about her. Every fucking thing. I caressed her hairs. She felt my warmth and in sleep only came closer to me. She is like a drug to me, I am addicted to her. I stood up and took my phone out. I called someone.

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Right now I am cooking Paneer ki sabji, not only for Anya and me but for everyone. Yesterday, only Kiaan came, Aveesh was sleeping in his girlfriend's house only. And I know after sometime his crazy girlfriend will come along with her other friends so I have to prepare for everyone. Yesterday, I left Anya in my room and slept in the guest room. Even though I slept at 2 o'clock, I woke up at 6 and did my excercise. I woke a little late today but then also I excercise for 2 hours, doing excercise is compulsory for me. Then I went to check on Anya and she was comfortably sleeping on my bed, wearing my hoodie, which she would have changed last night. I don't even need to tell her to change. This girl loves my hoodie. Then I came downstairs and started preparing breakfast.

After I finished making everything, then Anya came downstairs while streching her arms. Not gonna lie but I found her sexy when she was streching her arms. She lay down on the couch and closed her eyes. How can this girl sleep a lot, it's 9 o'clock, who sleeps till this late and she slept before me yesterday.

" Hey, wake up."

" No." She said while twisting herself.