STAY

All for one

The house cum mansion made his jaw drop. He was not expecting this much wealth, the exterior was singing the melody of amazement, interior was as lavish as a prince's castle. No wonder why she had so many servants, ready to serve your highness. As compare to what she was at school, he has never imagined that the nerd average girl will end up in the golden age.

Apart from all these thoughts he was thinking about, what he going to say to her. "It is not going to be as easy as I thought" He relaxed and stretched his legs on the bed. It was huge, the wood was dark and white sheets were made up of fancy soft silk. It was too clean and too new that it will make him feel home. He sighed, even the furniture was making him feel inferior. He hugged the pillow and rested his charming face on it. He was looking like a child, with his eyes open wide for his bewilderment.

He was restless and that night it seemed the rain has brought rain of distress to them, squishing their hearts in to churn of wheel of fortune, there lives will not remain unaffected. Both of them knew that.He tried to close his eyes and tolerated all the hideous scary noise roared up by rain. Why new beginnings  wash away old fears. The morning was nothing but pleasant. The sun has played his best part for compensating nights malaise.

The knock was heard, on the door when Areeb was getting ready for meeting his team stayed in the Hotel Residence Inn.  He wanted to be there before it cause a reason to complain. He was perfectionist when it comes to work. All of his colorful activities became excuse in his professional efficiency.

"Yes," He replied while he was setting his blue tie. Wearing his suit that was presented to him by housekeeping on 6 am in the morning. The house keeping staff was very efficient.  What he doesn't know that he was the item of "special care" ordered by your highness. Love is blind, it is not a complete truth. Love makes people humble and kind to forgive ills and odds of their beloved.

He stepped out of his room, for breakfast, he wants a cup of coffee, that's all. Reaching at time, that was his main objective. Taking long steps, he tried to conquer the huge, hall there were chandelier, making that hall way look magical. She had a good taste, very English he thought. It appeared to him that he is reading a scene from, The Portrait of a lady. He glanced the grandfather's massive clock striking 7:00 am. He changed his mind to reach too early at hotel, he wanted to make sure about the time, that are of coarse  9:00  am since he got a ride too. He want to wander the hall ways of this massive mansion. He want to see the beautiful residence. He has not seen any thing like this before. The color in the house were rich and darker. It seemed like he is a character in this mansion and loosing his identity already.

He stepped on the stairs to roam the mansion first floor, he found that he is standing on the edge of endless corridor, so thought why not see where the light is coming from. He was walking in the hall way, unaware of the truth that he was looking like a prince walking in his castle. He found himself in a balcony cum green house. Orchids, small trees and indoor plant of huge variety were neatly arranged and he was not sure, which one is more prettier than the other. He was mesmerized by what he saw, she was sleeping on the swing sofa, her long curls hanging, only to prove that they are black water fall. He walked in a trance, she was sleeping like an angel. He sat on the sofa looking at her. He wants to hold her hair so that they will not touch the floor. Instead he smiled with this thought. He doesn't want to wake her. He stroked her hair. she moved and opened her eyes. Brown eyes. Looking at him, in bewilderment.

When she collected herself from the dreamy phase, the reality, surged blood in her veins, and the warmth of the continuous image projected by the eyes, possessed her mind in seduction. The black, deep eyes were drowning her in the sea of sub consciousness. Her mind was floating in the rhythms of her heart beats, as she froze in the moment.

She sat on the swinging sofa. Her curls with her, hang with her posture. He looked at her eyes and smiled. It was a brief moment, it was like a dream. She slept in the rain. First thought, next thought, Areeb was at my house. Third thought, he is Areeb. She was frowning, processing all information.

  "Sorry, I shouldn't have come here, I woke you."
That bewitching voice broke the spell, by putting another charm on her heart.