Midnight Whispers ||18+

Ch-23

Sana's POV:

I got a call from the hospital today informing that my mother's condition is better. She can slowly listen to us now, not perfectly but still~ she's improving.

God knows how long I've waited for this! I'm glad she's responding. And for some unknown reason I decided to call him.

After three rings he finally picked up.

"Hello!"

Gosh was he sleeping? His sleepy voice is sexy but wait a sec why is he still sleeping? It's 10 in the morning and as far as I know he's a morning person, very strict about his routine!

"Are you okay?" Was my first question. I don't know why but we've gotten closer these past few days. Not in that way—he still hates me and I hate him too. We still want to destroy each other but there's something else apart from the hatred. It's hard to explain in words.

"Say? What happened?"

His voice was soft, sleepy and low...

"Yeah umm, forget it."

"Say, Angel!" He said.

The name stopped me from hanging up. After thinking a lot I decided to speak.

"Um, can you come with me to the hospital to see my mom?"

I could sense the smile on his lips when he replied after a second.

"Okay."

Okay, seriously? Only okay? What type of guy is he! Rude jerk bastard.

I hung up without saying anything and in a second I got a text from him.

"Next time you call me those names ~I'm going to fuck the brain out of you, angel!"

Gosh was I too loud? I thought I was whispering! Whatever, huh!

When I was about to go and change my dress, I got a text from Nisha.

Nisha: This bitch is seriously testing my patience! Come over and show her what hell looks like!

Me: I have something important to do then I'll come there too!

Nisha is my only female friend! She and I were in the same university. Just like me, she's also a badass bitch.

Black and white are my favorite colors! They both express my mood. Black stands for hatred. And white?

Today I'm at peace and I'm going to wear this white top, dark blue baggy jeans, a simple butterfly pendant, and a watch. My hair is tied in a high ponytail.

Aarav's POV:

I finally got up from bed thinking about her. I have a fever today; my back is aching! (Of course, it would after working for a week without even sleeping!) My inner voice said.