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Ch 13: His Feelings

Hey!

I took so long aye?

Well, I had assignments due this week and they kept me quite busy :/

And in my free time I was reading In The Name Of Love *-* by haz1910

I haven't read up to the latest chap so don't you dare ruin it for me! haha

Well this one is probably the longest I have written for this book so far /.\

I hope you like it :)

HappyReading <3

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~~~FAISAL's POV~~~~

I rolled the glass paperweight between my fingers as I looked through the glass window which is on the wall between mine and Hussain's cabin. He looked quite lost and his focus was anywhere but at the file he was supposed to be working on. He was zoned out with lines on his forehead and a smile on his lips.

I wanted to go in and tell him to work on the file but, I haven't exchanged a word with him since yesterday. I don't know what took over me but, I couldn't help it. He was talking nonsense about Aziza. Even if it was unintentional.

I looked at my watch and sighed. Only three hours before I have to submit it and he is not done with it yet. Giving up, I walked out of my cabin and knocked on his door. When he didn't reply, I opened the door and went inside. He was so lost that he didn't even notice me.

"Hussain?" I called his name, waving a hand in front of him. He snapped out of his thoughts and shook his head before looking up at me, "y-yeah? What?"

"Earth to, bro? What's up?" I asked, taking a seat in front of him. He sighed and shook his head again.

"I was going to tell you but, you only work for me and I don't think you are interested in my personal life."

His words made me look away. Indirectly taunts maar raha hai.

"Hussain... Yaar, I am sorry about yesterday. It's just that I didn't like the way you were talking about her."

"What did I say wrong? I was just asking."

I sighed at him question and ran a hand through my hair. If only he knew.

"Acha ok, I am sorry," he added. I shook my head and smiled, "no need yaar. Tu apni suna. What's the matter? You look so lost."

He looked at me and bit his lower lip before exploding, "oh yaar! Shehry na woh.. Duffer salaa... Kitni bakwas karta hai and now I can't stop thinking about her."

Her?

"Who?" I asked, frowning. He parted his lips to speak but, paused, "no, you will also tease me if I told you."

I rolled my eyes and he scowled at me. Sometimes I wonder if he is really twenty six or not. So immature and innocent to be running this company at least.

"Yaar I won't. Come on.... Acha Hint toh de," I asked again. He took in a deep breath and looked down at the glass table.

"Yaar, how do you tell if someone is the right one for you? Or if you like someone?" He asked, "or.... Or how did you... I mean how did you figure out that-"

"That I liked Aziza?" I interjected and he rubbed the back of his neck. A smile grew on my lips when I mentioned her name and I saw her face in front of me. She giggled as I ran my tongue over my bottom lip.