I want you...I want us.

Chapter 29

Chapter 29:

So much had happen in past two years that it was surreal to believe I, Farah Jamil was now to be called Farah Zayn Malik. It still seems like a dream, it had been a month since I lawfully became Zayn’s wife.

I didn’t notice what crazy doodles I started making on my journal rather than to study for my upcoming final exams of 2nd year. Yes I had my MBBS 2nd year exam in a week and here I was still thinking about my past, after my nikkah, attitude of people around me changed. There was jealousy, attention seeking and back stabbing everywhere. It was hard to decide who was actually happy for you or not. People in my university had started taking my name as a brand tag of which they would flaunt around. Even my professors took my marriage in a wrong way, they said they couldn’t wait to see my grades drop down now… yes there was hate, I didn’t tell Zayn or my family about it believing it was just end once my studies are over.

I stared at my platinum ring which had a band of diamonds around it which flashed those moments I shared with Zayn in London….did I miss him? Well the answer is no, as I haven’t spent much time with him and I was casual about talking to him on Skype or other social networking site. Even he got busy with his own work, though he would text me once or twice a day not that I longed to see his message. My hubby and his band members are hard working lads, particularly the best quality my dad loves in any young lad… he always says, being determine and loyal to your job is the key to success.

“I never knew CNS’s diagram consists of name such as Zayrah, London, Zayn and hearts…. Wake up lady! Exams are on their way to kidnap you.” I heard Asmara spoke loudly as she dropped two heavy books on the table, making me draw my attention towards her.”You scared me…” I said quickly turning the pages of my journal; I later look at her for she continued to smile at me like an idiot. “Asma help me sister I don’t want to die….seems like everything is going above my head.” I whined as I banged my head on my journal in a childish manner. “Oh shut up! I know you soo well you just whine that you know nothing and in the end you are the only one who gets more marks than me and that loser Raheel… you know he borrowed my Grey’s Anatomy guide book that day and won’t return it back now” she said taking out her iPod and a medical magazine as she took a seat next to me.

We sat in library for next two hours until my tummy started to grumble all of a sudden, “Hey come with me to the canteen, and my tummy is calling up for food…” I said pulling asmara’s hand to stand up. We both got ourselves peach ice tea and two muffins, we decided to head off to the sitting area outside like we normally do, we were randomly talking about everything when I noticed a rickshaw stop in fornt of our corridor’s entrance, a man stepped out of it and turned towards the driver to pay as he took out his wallet… maybe its just my imagination…. “Stop making that noise, your drink got finished long time back…” Asmara nudged my shoulder, I signaled her to look in the same direction where I was looking “Do you see what I think I see??” I said, still looking at the guy’s back, a fern tattoo poking out of his t-shirt. “Either I’m high on caffeine or do I really see Zayn talking to that rickshaw guy.” She mumbled as we got close to it.

We gasped together as he turned around and it was really Zayn… what in the world he is doing here?? When did he got back?? I quickly pinched Asmara. “Ow! What was that for??” she shrieked, hitting me with her ipod. “….just to make sure I’m not dreaming” I laughed with a devilish look in my eyes. I loved messing around with her. Zayn opened his arms and walked towards us clumsily, a smile never fading away from our faces “Surprise….” He said, as he kissed my forehead and hugged me. “Oh god Zayn…get a room!” Asmara made a disgusted face, “How do you know I was about to get that? Are you a mind reader by any chance?” he said raising his brown eyes, his tongue rolled in-between his teeth. Asmara’s mouth was left opened wide after Zayn’s cheeky reply. “…oh I’m suppose to go to the dean’s office, Farah you are taking half day off today…” he smiled at me and then patted on Asmara’s arm who stood still thinking what to reply him back and winked at her.