♡ 𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐲 ♡
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☆Nimra Sultan, a fearless, bold girl bumps into a handsome, dashing personality where every girl is crazy for his beauty, Jalal Sikander. They both are then int...
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She dragged me towards our room and after we entered our room, she pushed me hard and I was about to stumble. I looked at her and she didn't spare me a glance.
She marched towards the dressing table and started combing her hair and I could just lean against the wall and look at her through the mirror. After a while, when she didn't say anything, and continued brushing her hair, I stated,
"Agar apne baal ki sametne the to yaha lekar kyu aayi mujhe? Simran itne time baad aayi hai mai jaa raha hu!" I said.
(If you just wanted to set your hair then why did you bring me here? Simran has come after so long, I am leaving!)
She stood up immediately and in no time she pinned me to the wall and said,
"Tumhara muh tod dungi mai agar uska naam liya to tumne...yahi raho room me kahi jaane ki zaroorat nahi hai aur koi zaroorat nahi hai usse baat karne ki!" She said in pure annoyance.
(I will break your face if you even mention her name... stay here in the room, there is no need to go anywhere and there is no need to talk to her!)
"Accha? Theek hai, to fir aapse baat karlete hai!" I said with a smirk putting her hair strand behind her ear but she removes my hand with a jerk and says,
(Okay? Okay, let's talk to you then!)
"Dur raho mujhse!" She said and turned back to move. I can sense that she's completely irritated.
(Stay away from me!)
"Theek hai fir Simran ke paas chala jaata hu!" I said, testing her patience and she gave a death glare.
(Okay then, I'll go to Simran!)
"M-mera matlab hai tumne itni rude baat ki usse sorry to kehne do!" I said, purposely teasing her.
(I-I mean, you spoke so rudely to her so at least let me apologise to her for speaking so rudely to her!)
She again comes to me and points her finger towards me saying,
"Tumhari zuban khech lungi mai agar usko sorry kahi to tumne...koi zarurat nahi hai!" She said yelling at me now.
(I will pull out your tongue if you say sorry to her, there is no need!)
I then pushed her index finger with my index finger and started taking closer steps to her and she equally started moving back. I was taking one step forward and closer and she was taking one step backward. This game continued until she hit the wall. Now she became nervous and was about to move when I caged her by putting both my arms on either side of her, trapping her in my embrace.
"Are you jealous?" I asked a straightforward question.
"No I'm not!" She said in a fraction of seconds but bended in her knees not able to bear the proximity and I already love it haha!
