SOMEONE I KNOW

Sana's POV

Sana:

Present:16

Quiet Sunday evening,steaming coffee, Jeffery Arthur's book.Nothing made me feel better.I knew this is coming because if am happy something will definitely happen to ruin it. Taking the coffee cup, I went downstairs to see what everyone is up to and Sameer was doing some thing which immediately caught my attention. He was sitting still with his hands supporting his chin. T.V was off and his mobile was lying untouched on the sofa. That was very peculiar of him.

"Hey...Whats up?" I sat next to him and he remained fixed without turning to face me. I touched his hand and thats when he returned to his senses.

"Ugh..Oh..You are here! Sorry. Didn't notice." he said and I looked at him in confusion.

"Sameer, you are not behaving like yourself. You know that right?" I asked and waited for him to react but he just kept staring at me.

"Sameer!!!" I shook him and he just closed his eyes.

"Sana, You know that Ahmed and I are very close friends. And I know him from very early days of my life. Trust me if I say that I have never seen Ahmed like the way he is acting around you. He is very careful not to hurt you in any way. But everything happens as if he means just to do that. Ahmed is not the type of guy who chase girls. Actually..Mmm..Mahreen was the first one to propose.Will you believe me if I say that a guy took a week time to accept a girl's proposal? But Ahmed did. He was very serious about her and at last she broke his heart. What he went through after that was pure hell. When he was recovering, you came along and I have not seen him that happy in years. Now, you are breaking his heart in a different way and am sure he wont be able to survive this." He paused and I sat there looking into my now cold coffee. He continued.

" Sana...Love is something you cant plan about. When you do, it is no longer love. Am not asking you to do anything. Its up to you. Its your life. Don't rush things. You may not or can't figure out everything in life. But at times, trusting is more powerful than knowing. So, Take care." He got up and left, leaving me to sit there like struck by bolts of lightening inside my head.

I suddenly wanted to be nearer to Arshad. I don't know why, but even now whatever happens, he is the one I wanna run to. Thats where I feel safe. Maybe, Thats where I belong actually. Million memories crossed my mind and unable to hold it inside anymore I ran to my only solace, my room. After closing the door and crashing on my bed, as if they were waiting for this very opportunity to emerge, two round drops of tears ran down my cheeks. Not willing to control them, I cried loudly letting those tears flow freely. I don't want to feel this pain anymore. Its more than I could take.

Frequent dreams, million tears and so many memories. Nothing can ever bring my Arshad back to life. I can never see him, touch him, feel his warm embrace, his sweet kiss, we can never be husband and wife, we can never have kids, we can never grow old together. So, here I am, left behind to live alone the life we planned together. Weirdly I think of Ahmed. He will understand how I feel now. He will pull me closer and kiss my forehead which will make my pain go away. I cant do this anymore. Its crushing me. I cant breathe. Oh my God! I have lost the love of my life and am almost at the verge of losing the love which made me feel love again. Ahmed deserves to be happy and am not letting him to be. I should leave his life for good. For his good.

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I woke up hearing a knock at my door and its already time for dinner. It must be aunty. I opened the door and to my surprise it was Ahmed!

"Did I disturbed you?" He asked in a calm voice and that itself was enough to make me feel better.

"No.Actually I was having a slight headache and a bit tired. So was napping. Come in." I said and he came in and sat by my study table. I closed the door and went to sit opposite him.

"Sana, Am sorry. I know what you are thinking of me now. I swear I didn't mean to do that. Playing with other's feelings is just not my kind of thing. I wont do that. Safia was my college mate and nothing more than that. Did you note one thing? She said she was in love with me. Not the other way around. My girlfr...sorry..Mahreen was the only girl I loved and also lost.Now I think am also losing someone who means to me more than her. And I don't know how to stop it." he said. His eyes shone in the table light which reflected his feelings more clearly. My mother once told me that, A man cries only at two scenarios. One, when he loses something; Two, when he is about to lose something. But that something is what he loves more than himself.

I could feel my own face getting wet with tears. He looked up to see how broken a person I am. He got up and turned to leave. But with a sudden impulse, he came and pulled me into a hug. A warm, breath-taking one. The one which I longed for. The one which healed my wounds.

"Sana...I love you." He said and I could clearly feel his voice tremble with pure emotions.

"I love you too. But I love Arshad more." I said with a frankness which should have hurt him in someway.

"Death is painful itself, but what makes it even more painful is that it leaves behind someone to deal with the damage it has done. But the left behind one is more important than the dead one because your life is not yet over and you have to go on with it until your time comes. So make it worth it!" He said and I tightened my arms around him. The heart beating inside his chest sounded like a melody and I wanted to listen to it my entire life.

" Ahmed, I have one more question. Even if we have the best 'happily ever after', my love for Arshad will never fade away and I don't want it to. Are you fine with that?" I asked with a little hesitation and waited anxiously for his reply. Every man wants the complete love from his girl. But only someone who has already loved and lost know that you can never love other person the same way. You will be much more careful the second time in giving your love as life is always unfair and you don't know in which way its plotting to wreck you again.

"I know and thats what making me love you more." He smiled and I saw my safe haven  in that person holding me when am mourning my lost love. Unexpectedly a small giggle escaped my lips. He gave me a 'What?!' kind of smile.

"What are we going to do with Safia?!" I asked and he raised an eyebrow. Then he rolled his eyes just like how I do it all the time and laughed. It sounded just like someone I know. From my past. They name it as 'Past' now a days. The butterflies I had in my stomach when I saw him, The electrifying feeling when he hugs me suddenly, innocent arguments, silly happiness, thousand meaningful kisses, million meaningless fights, having coffee  just to meet up, those eyes which always twinkle with love, that cute smirk, his voice, our mornings, our nights, our love; everything is just named as 'past' and people want us to overcome it. Love is not an obstacle to overcome, Its a gift to cherish for a lifetime.

"We will name our daughter in memory of 'The Great' Safia! As she is the one, although unintentionall,who made me courageous enough to confess my love to you." I just smiled and he smiled back with a smile which is capable of making me smile my entire life.

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Author's note: Hi everyone!!! Sorry for the laaaaaaaatttteeee update. I am so busy now a days. so have been keeping this update mid way for a very long time. But Finally!!!! Yeah..we are at the end of it. There will be one more update for Epilogue. And thats where the twist lies. Enjoy reading and pls do vote and comment. Take care. :)