Sofia's pov
I woke up at 8 and went to freshen up. I wore a sweatshirt with jeans. I wasn’t feeling like going to university today, but I'm in last year, and I can't afford to take leaves. My parents were having breakfast, I just had a toast and went to university.As I entered, my best friend was waiting for me. We both went to our class and took our usual seats at the front. The class started and he wasn't here. As if I care. The professor was saying something, and I was trying to focus when the door opened and he entered. I was seeing him after months, but the hatred for him is still the same. The professor gave him the same disappointed look that he used to give him because Mustafa has never been the punctual student. He was always late.
He scanned the class for a seat when his eyes met mine, and I could see something in them, "amusement." I rolled my eyes.
The bell rang, and I started packing my stuff to leave the class. While I was packing, I heard someone coming towards me and my heartbeat raised when I realised, it's him.
"Long time no see," he said with amusement.
I decided not to reply, but when he kept standing there, I lost patience.
"Why are you here?" I asked"To talk?" He asked as if we we're somelong-lostt friends
"I'm asking about universit. Why are you here when you were gone for good?" I said with an annoyed tone
"I missed this place," he said with the same relaxed tone
"Ok, welcome back. And, it would be better if you stay out of my way, I'll do the same, " I said and went out of class when I heard him again.
"I'll try, and good to see you too," he shouted behind me, and I decided to ignore.
"He's such a prick," I said to my friend, who didn't say anything about our encounter.
"Language, Sofi," she said
We went to the cafeteria and ordered us drinks. I ordered cold coffee, which I love even in winter. Mehreen dragged me toward our friends group. I don't wanna sit with them anymore. They are nice people, but they are friends with him, and I don't want to face him again today. One time is enough.
"I am not going to them. If you want to go, you can. I won't force you, " I told her, and she stopped.
"Whyy? Don't tell me Sofi, that you don't wanna go there because of him, " he warned me
" I won't go, that's it," I said sternly.
I really don't want to go. We were not friends earlier, but when he went, mina and I started sitting with them and bonded well. They are really nice but I'm not comfortable."Ok, I'm not going too," she said and sat with me at the table across them.
She was sad and I could see it because she has developed a really good bond with them or should I say, "one" of them.Our drinks came. I was having it when I saw Mina talking to Ahmed with eyes, I don't know what language is that.
"Ye tum kya isharon say batain kar rai ho issay" I asked her"He's asking us to come there," she told
"You can go then, I won't mind, I promise,"
"They are calling us, not only me,"
"I won't go,"
We were debating when I saw him coming toward his friends. Now, I won't go at all.
When he sat, I saw Sara and jawaria saying something to him, and then, they stood up and came to me."Chalo ab, I've talked to him, he won't say any nonsense, and if he does, we are here,"
Sara said"Sara, please, I don't wanna come. You know how we are. There's no way he won't say anything, and then I won't be able to stop myself from saying something even more offensive, " I told her whining
This time, jawaria took my arm and stared, dragging me.
"What the hell, Jay. I don't wanna go. ""Who's asking your permission, we are taking you with us. We can't lose our friend just because of him, " Sara said
"Okay, fine, but tell him not to talk to me," I said and went toward their table.
Ahmed and Sameer also became happy. They have been so nice, not like Mustafa at all, even though they're his best friends. Ahmed elbowed Mustafa, to which he gave him a glare and then said
"Thank you, miss, for gracing us with your presence. I'll try not to bother you, " He said, clearly not meaning a single wordMina glared at me and asked me to say something. I passed Mustafa a fake smile and gave him a nod, not blurting a single word.
"Ok, so now that Mustafa is back, can you guys be at least civil. I'm not asking you to be friends, " Sameer said
"Fine," we both said at the same time.
I came home really tired. I went directly to my room because I needed a good sleep after a hectic day. If not for my friends, I would've never agreed to go back.
Mustafa's Pov
I went out with Ahmed and Sameer after university. We were sitting in a restaurant waiting for our food."Yaar, tunay mujhay kiun nhi btaya k tu aa raha ha." Sameer asked
"Menay btaya isko bhi nhi tha, I wanted to surprise you guys. He just got to know it, idk how, " I said, pointing toward Ahmed
"I have my ways," Ahmed said
"Anyways, how did you bacame friends with her" I asked them
"Kon," Ahmed asked non chalantly
"Sofia" I said,
" Mehreen and her were already friends with Sara and Jay, so, when you went, Sara somehow agreed them to be a part of our group"
"Hmm"
"What Hmm, they are nice girls. You'll know when you spend sometime with them. Especially Sofia, she's really jolly. Her sense of humor is so good" Sameer said and for some reason, I didn't like how he was praising her
"Huh, jolly? Did you see how she threw a tantrum at Cafe today. What she thinks of herself. A princess? Jalti ha mujhsay bas" I said annoyed
"Bro, teray say wo kiun jalay ge, She is pretty, gets good grades and has a humor" Sameer again started
"Tu kiun uski itni tareef kar raha ha, Do you like her or something" I asked
"What's there to not like" Sameer said
I was going to say something when our food came. My attention, now completely toward food. After catching up with them, I came back and slept.
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