//Chapter -2\\

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Heyy lovelies,
           Let's start the chapter.

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Zuhair's POV:

             After school, I went home...huff mai toh bhul hi gya tha aj cricket ka match hai meraa...chal Zuhair jldi tayyar hokar ground pahunch Varna tere dost kachcha chaba jaenge... cricket meri Jaan mai aaraha hunn..and went to get ready... cricket se ek chiz yaad aagayi mujhee meri dusri Jaan yani meri sufiya ko bhi cricket bhoott pasand...Ayaan ne kaha tha...hehe...uska dost hone ka ye ek faida hai..ohhkk so ready hogaya mai chalo chalte hai.

ZM: Kaha jarahe ho Zuhairr?

Zu: Mumma mai aaj match khelne jaru ground I guess aaye Tak 8 baj jate.

ZM: Acha ho sake toh jldi aane ki koshish karna..Take care.

Zu: Ji zar-

ZD: Kaha se jldi aane ki baat ho Rahi hai?

Zu: Abba, vo mai cricket ka match khelne jaraha tha.

ZD: Acha time par aajana..theeke?

Just then my topper cousin I mean Owais entered the hall.

Owais: Salam sabko..Khyrt?

ZM, ZD, Zu: Wslkm.. Alhamdulillah

Owais: Zuhair, yaad hai aaj match k liye Jana hai ground.

Zu: Ha yaad hai mai bhulta nhi kuch bhi..

Owais: Haww lierr, phupho kal na isne Telugu ka hw karna hi bhul gya jb ke diary iske pas hi thi.

ZM: ZUHAIRR, kya sun Rahi hun maii??

      Hai toh achi meri pyaari mumma mgr studies meii bohot zyada strict..aur inka gussaa tauba tauba..Owais ku toh baad mei dekhtu mai..ab toh yase bhaag zuhair apni Jaan k liye...Agr ya Raha toh match b jayega...lag gayee..

Zu: Um..mumma vo and I ran outside of the house. I saw Owais coming behind me. I'll see him later it's time for the match.

7 : 50 PM

   We're finally winning the match, we need 4 runs in 3 balls...I and Usama were batting...The ball came andd I hit, It was declared as 6...WOHOOOO..All my team members came and hugged me tightly, we talked for some time then I saw the time shittt mumma will kill me...I told all of them I'm going home and Ran like a bullet..I reached home and saw the time huff 3 minutes are left...I went in the house...Eat dinner and slept early as I was soo tired..I'm feeling very good that something good will Happen.. Hopefully it will happen and sleep took over me..

The next day:-

Sufiya's POV:

          I woke up by the sound of alarm...I'm feeling It will be the best day today..So let's get ready and suprise my parents...I did all my morning chores and finally I was ready...I went down and saw Abbu seeing his phone and Ammi in kitchen..just then Abbu saw me..

SD(shocked): Haye, aaj Suraj kaha se nikla ap Bina ammi k awaaz lagaye uth kaise gye...Ya mai sapna dekh Raha hu..

Sufi: Abbu, Aap aisa kyun bol rahe hai..jao mai na kal se ammi k uthane par hi uthungii...Ughh.

SM: Kya hua..ap kisse baat kar rahe hai? (Saw me) hayee allahh mai sapna dekh rahi hun...ya ye sach hai?? Mujhe toh sapna hi dikh Raha hai ..

SD: nhi, nhi ye sach haii..

SM: betu ap mere uthane se pehle kaise uthgyi?

Sufi: Mumma yaar, ab neend khul gyi meri. Ap log mera mazaak uda rahe hoo...haww..

SM: drama queen chalo aao nashta karlo.

Sufi: Ji Ammijaan.

I did my breakfast slowly as I had more time...ok so my breakfast fast is completed... ammi gave me bad she kissed my forehead and I too kissed her forehead and said "Allahafiz" and went to school.

Zuhair's POV:-

       Mai kaise itni late utha Aaj..mumma aur bhaiya ne bhi nhi uthaya.. zuhair jldi tayyar hoo late hojaye ga...Huff finally hogaya tayyar chalo I guess breakfast skip karna padega..jldi chalte hai niche..

Zu: Mumma Bhaiyaa kya yaar ap log ne nhi uthaya mereko Aaj der hogayi..mai aaj nashta nhi kar raha jldi Jana tha aaj..

ZM: Tu uth hi nhi Raha tha hamne bht koshish mgrr nashta toh karke ja betu..

Zu: nhi mumma please jldi Jana hai mai jaraha hun...abbu chaliye chod di jiye mujhe.

ZD: Ha, chalo.

At school:-

Sufiya's POV:

               Aaj bohot boring day chal Raha hai..half of the teachers are absent and from morning only Maths Telugu and English periods are repeating...We aren't getting a teacher of other classes who doesn't teaches us...Oh finally the bell rang hopefully we'll get a free period..Yes yess Some pre-primary teacher is coming.. we'll get a free period now...

Author's POV:

          The teacher came in the class...all students stood and wished good afternoon. As the period was free All the girls gang were sitting together and so was boys gang. As Sufiya was writing because she had not done homework... Suddenly, Aayu came and told her that Zuhair was copying her..at first she didn't believe that but trust me her heart was beating very fastly.
   
             After some time, Amu called and said she have an important work with me. So, I went and asked her what work she have. She told that Zuhair wants to talk to her. Her heart was pounding very fastly that it will come out anytime.

Zuhair's POV:

          Finally, After the  boring classes we got a free period..As usual I was sitting with my friends and we were playing trust and dare...After some time, I got my chance I took dare and my friends challenged me to confess my feelings towards Sufiya. Firstly, Maine mana kar Diya but baad mei doston ne blackmail kar diya aur mana liya.

        Finally, I confessed my feelings towards her. She was looking so shocked and now I'm soo scared..God, please I don't wanna face rejection.

Sufiya's POV:

           When I got to know Zuhair too likes me...Unko mera jawab Janna tha..Mai ne kaha I want some time..Bro ye itna unexpected tha My mind is going freeze...After the battle of 3 periods, I finally felt I should tell my answer. I'm so scared...My answer was...

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Okay so, The first clinfuccer of the story .

What do you think what will be the answer of Sufiya?
Will Zuhair face rejection?
Will they will be in a relationship or not?
Why was Sufiya feeling scared while thinking of the answer?
Is she feeling scared that Zuhair will leave her as soon his heart will be satisfied?

So many questions right? Think the answer of these questions. Will be back with a new chapter.

Signing off,
Yours Author,
Zoya.


 
    


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