Eng.Version - One Moment More

Chapter Eight

Chapter Eight – Always Here For You

(Ayaat's Pov)

"Look at me Ayaat," Atif said looking at me.

"What is it?" I asked pushing my face away from him.

I didn't want him to ask or see how I got the bruise on my face.

He gripped my hand and turned me around and held my face in his warm hands.

He was looking at so intensively at me with so much passion displayed on his face.

"How did this happen?" he asked softly.

"I just tripped over my feet," I replied forcing up a smile

He slowly brushed his thumb on me and the pain shot through me instantly that I flinched moving back.

"Does it hurt?"

"No Atif, it's a small bruise, it'll heal and go away soon," I turned around from him.

But he pulled me back to him putting his arms around me and taking me into his embrace. I don't know why he did it but right now that was what I needed. I wrapped my hands around his neck pretty tight like my life depended on it.

"Ayaat, I'm here for you, always here for you" he whispered in my hair pulling me into him tighter

I felt tears building up in my eyes, I tried to push them back but I couldn't, they flowed down my face without any effort. I knew Atif felt the tear drops against his shirt but he didn't pull away rather he rubbed my back, soothing me. With one of my hands I wiped any water trace that was left on my face and pulled away whispering "thank you."

He shook his head and made me sit on the bed. He walked over towards the cupboard and took out the first aid kit and brought it back towards me. He put ointment onto a cotton pad and slowly dabbed it onto my scar.

He kissed my forehead and brushed his nose with mine and just rested his head against mine looking deep into me, into my soul.

"Is there anything you want to tell me Ayaat, anything you want to say to me, share with me?" He asked

Yes there's so much I need to tell you, want to tell you but I can't find the courage to do this.

"No," I replied.

He smiled and stood up walking backwards. Turning around he grabbed a black guitar box where he took out his acoustic guitar. My eyes widened to see him taking out his guitar, he looked at me and smirked walking back.

"You – you can play?" I asked surprised.