Meant To Be His

CHAPTER 1: First day

Assalam o Alikum! Everyone
Sorry for your wait again. The above pic is of Ibrahim.

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Ibrahim Yousuf

He was getting late for his University, as today was his first day. Danish was not doing any thing to help him. He was being lazy to even get up from his place.

Ibrahim was so frustated that he started to throw things here and there. "Danish, where are the car keys? We are getting late. I will not spare you, if I won't find it." He yelled in frustation.

"Stupid! You idiot! Why are you shouting? Check it in your cupboard or drawers." Danish yelled back.

Danish is his best friend. They are brothers by choice not by blood.
They live together. Ibrahim's parents are usually out of town. They are in Dubai for some business matters right now. So Danish and he live together.

"I found out!" Ibrahim yelled. That's how they talk usually by yelling at each other.

Danish cooks delicious. He had to cook breakfast for both whereas Ibrahim had to cook dinner for both. They both help each other in their work and so do in ever matter.

They did breakfast and grabbed car keys, and went off to their University. Ibrahim didn't know what was about to come in his way. Life was playing a game with him.

Warm breeze was brushing his face as he was driving in a full speed. They both were missing there college days, and were hoping to get that enjoyment here too. That fame, popularity and all those things which interests them, although they are religious but they can't stop living their life to fullest.

Silence is not in Ibrahim's dictionary so he asked breaking the silence. "Do you have any freaking idea what will happen?"

Danish was all chill not like his friend who was thinking over stupid things. He was looking at Ibrahim as he had eaten a poisonous thing. Danish who had been a jerk snapped his fingers in front of him and pointed his finger at him.

"You? He continued "you are scared? The great Ibrahim is scared? Are you freaking insane?"

"No I'm not scared. I'm just thinking what will happen." He said keeping his eyes on his way.

"IBRAHIM! YOU WERE THE COOLEST GUY OF COLLEGE, AND WILL BE IN UNIVERSITY. IF ALLAH'S WILL. And you are asking that what will happen in the university. Chill man!! Everything will be okay."

Ibrahim relaxed a bit by his friends assuring words. No one can part them. If anyone will do they'll end up together again. They both are imperfect but find perfection in each other.

Finally their destination came and they hoped out of the car, straightening their collar and shirt they entered. What they saw was unbelievable at the first day. A group of guys were fighting like wild animals and yelling at each other. Seemed like they would kill each other at any passing second.

He had a feeling at the pit of his stomach that something will happen. He couldn't estimate, but there was a tiny alarm ringing in his head. He ignored that feeling and went to principals office.

When he was about to knock the door, he heard a low yet sweet as sugar voice coming from inside. He peeked inside carefully and saw a petite figure of a girl with her head bowed. She was looking so innocent, he wanted her to acknowledge someone is staring at her but she was so immersed in her thoughts that she didn't and passed by him.

Principal spoke loudly when she was near the door. "Huria! Don't forget your room no is written on that piece of paper." She said in soft, sweet tone. "Yes Sir!"