When The Love Lasts

Chapter 6

Faris's pov:

After 3 years when i saw Elif for the first time at the airport, my heart aches by seeing how beautiful she got, with brown caramel hanging down by her waist.

Her eyes glowed with the hopes of a new life. Zayn was my friend, as to conclude we've been friends for 4 years and every time Zayn complains about her, I slowly fall in love with her, the way she craves zayn's attention and love.

Only if i would be in place of him.

Fuck I'll gladly love her till my death.

She doesn't know me but i do know her, everytime he insulted her, said she's never worth  his love, my rage building again and again until i end up punching his face in my imangination.

Never thought i would ever fall in love with the small details of her...i want to give her the love and affection she deserves which Zayn never did...

MIDNIGHT

When i was hurring down the stairs on my way to kitchen i striked with the soft figure subtly, and a yelp comes from her "ouchh!" , Elif eyes lifted to meet mine surprise gaze boring into me,
"What in the are you doing in the kitchen at 3?" ,  i arched my brows slyly grinning, "i could ask you the same",

She silently moves to counter taking a bottle of water and setting on the stand, her back to me.

I don't know why i just slowly came so close, standing behind her, only 2 inches away from my body to touch hers..

Fuckk I can't resist when she lookes so beautiful in a pink nightsuit.

Sensing the tension between us, she stiffed and stoppep pouring water.
My breathes ecsaclates is inhaling just a inch from her ears, "you don't know what it takes to control myself from making you mine", i murmurr behind her ear, her back ached a little when my mouth slighly touched her ears.

"I am too broken to be anyone's", she said her voice husky, the tension thick between us.

"Fortunately, i do like a bit of broken people because that's what makes a person different from robots. give me all your pain, darling."

For a moment she seems to embrace the moment turning to face me, only to backed up by my body pressing into her on kitchen stand.

" I am not worth anyone's love, Mr. Afandi," her tone broken by several emotions swirling in her eyes.

Seeing her so vurnerable, i felt the need to hug her so badly.

I lifted my hand to get close to her mouth, our breathing uneven, my one hand sliding on her waist, the other slightly touching her hairs by the ear.

Pulling her toward me by gripping her nape lightly, she gasps. "What are you doing, yusuf?"

My mouth inches away from her, my gaze dropedd to her lush pink lips at the same time her eyes meet mine and then on my lipes.

We're so close, just when I was about to kiss her, she stepped away, shame rolling in her eyes with a broken expression, " I have nothing to give you, because i am a broken mess!"

Tears lining her eyes, she quickly rushed away from kitchen to the upper floor in her room shutting her door.

Let me just hold you meri jaan...