Untruly Yours

Chapter 5

Ahmed's POV

I sit in the drivers seat and stare at her reflection in the glass. The frown is gone but the anger is still there. I start the car engine and drive towards the university. After a couple of minutes, we're stuck in the traffic again. I stare at Ayesha again and admire her grey eyes and natural pink lips. To be honest, I think she's pretty but if she was a little sweet, it would've been nice.

I hear Ayesha groan and whisper,"I'll be even more late today," Then she says,"Why do you always take from this route, it's always blocked. Next time, take from the other route,"

"Uhh, okay," I reply. "Umm, you know my father and your father were good friends, they used to do family get togethers.." I trail off.

"So?" She asks, not interested at all.

"And um.. We used to be good friends too and we used to play together. Don't you remember?," I questioned.

"No, I don't remember, even if we were good friends back then, we aren't anymore so focus on your work as a driver and stop trying to be friendly." She says, disrespectfully.

Does this girl have a little bit of kindness?

"Okay," I reply, and move the car as traffic opens.

We reach the university and I stop the car there.

Ayesha takes her bag and leaves the car in anger.

I sigh and drive away.

Ayesha's POV

Ugh! Even my father takes his side.. Doesn't he see how illiterate he is?

I walk to my locker and take out my science books and wait for my friends.

"Ayesha!!" I hear a girly voice.

I turn around to see Anaya running towards me.

When she is near me, I hug her tightly.

"C..an..t br..eath.e" Anaya croaked.

I moved back and she took a deep breath.

I chuckled and she glared at me.

"So, how are you?" Anaya, asks.

"Very bad, I got a driver, he's mannerless, uneducated and I don't know what to do. I don't wanna go with him but even my father is with him because he is a son of his old trusted friend." I babbled. "And he said we used to be childhood friends and bla bla. He was trying to be friendly but I told him to stay in his limits"

Anaya stopped walking.

I turned to look at her raising an eyebrow.

She had a frown on her face, and her arms were crossed.

"What?" I asked.

"Ayesha, this is the thing I don't like about you..I mean, you.. just judge people so quickly, do you even know him properly?! He might be a nice person with manners. You don't even car—" Anaya got interrupted by a manly voice.

"Hello guys!" Ayyan said, walking towards us.

"Hey" Anaya said, still frowning.

I didn't answer..

Is this what everyone thinks? I'm the bad person here? I always judge people? Even my own father thinks the same.

As the bell rings, I run towards my class, without saying a goodbye to my friends.

At the biology class

In the biology class, me and Anaya were in the same class. I sat on the bench a few benches away from hers and I could feel that she kept staring at me but I ignored her.