Thorns

Thorns [3]

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After years of having a straight face, emotionless look outs and cold eyes. Today Sohail Furqaan wore an eye reaching, true smile on his face. He couldn't help it, this girl was just something else. All he could think about to be precise.

Sohail looked at the cat who was cuddled in Arwa's lap. A Scottish folds on its face and a huge grin on Arwa's face.

"What are you doing?" Sohail said, clearing his voice.

Arwa jumped up, shocked and spooked up from his sudden appearance.

"S..Sohail?" She speaks up after a good long time of taking a view of Sohail. And to this Sohail chuckled.

"Would you mind telling me what you're doing in Aahil's office closet?" He questions slyly.

"Well, first of all, if you weren't such a meany. Then I wouldn't be here. All I did was help you and instead of a 'thank you' I'm apparently annoying." Arwa snaps.

"I never asked for your help." He retorted.

"Fine, I won't help ever again." She huffed angrily. Arwa got out of the closet with Fluffy in her arms. She stomped her feet like two years old on the sleek marble before sauntering out of the room. And went downstairs. She folded her arms and stuck her pink bottom lip out, pouting.

Sohail stood there dumbfounded. He knew he wanted to apologize to her, but his ego and pride came in between as a thick wall. He wanted to fall to his knees and beg for forgiveness, but he didn't and he wouldn't, not now, not ever.

He stormed downstairs to find her standing by the door with her a pout on her cherry pink lips. He felt the need to feel them against his own and tongue the flavour of her lipstick. Instead, he put on a grim look and walked towards her.

"Let's get going." Sohail grunted.

"Fine, let me go fetch my bag." Arwa said not even giving him a side glance.

Sohail wanted to stop her from going. He wanted to make her look at him and tell her he's sorry, but it took all his will power to stop him from so. He just stood there with a blank face and stared at mansion wall.

Within minutes, Arwa came back. With a basket in her hand and a backpack slung over her back. She walked past Sohail and raised her chin, proudly while doing so and walked out of the main exit of the mansion.

Sohail followed Arwa outside where he already had a limousine parked for him. She stood there playing with Fluffy, who was poking her head out of the basket. She whispered sweet words and cooed her.

"Get in." Sohail demanded.

"No." Arwa said.

"What, What is your problem can't you just listen for the first time."

"Ask nicely and I'll sit in the car without a word."

"No, get in or stay here. I'm not wasting my breath on a thing like you." That's all Sohail said before he slid into the sleek limousine.

Sohail felt bad, he didn't want to be weak in front of her. He didn't want her to know what effect she had on him and that's why he retorted the way he did and leaped into the car. He clenched and unclenched his fist, angry at himself. He has never felt this weak and now he's hopelessly weak for just a mere seventeen year old girl.

Arwa stood there with her mouth agape. She couldn't believe the man in front of her. He was rude and mean, totally the opposite of Aahil. But nonetheless he still had something in him that made her feel alive.