Planned By Him(an islamic love story)

chapter 8

Hasna's POV

"COME ON, DAVE!!" samiha screamed.

"WOOHOO! GO ZAHIR!!"amina cheered for zahir while I stood in the middle of the cafeteria like a potato.

It is lunch break and dave and zahir are having a burger eating contest. Zahir has already swallowed 6 and dave has 7 in fifteen minutes. They still have two minutes to go.
"Zahir is gonna lose" amina whispered to me.
"Isn't it obvious?"I asked her.
"Yeah"

"TIME UP!! "yaqoob shouted. He went up to dave and held his hand up in the air and declared him the winner. Zahir banged his fist on the table and Dave pumped his fist in the air but stopped abruptly and clenched his stomach. Students moved away from him and no sooner did he throw up on the cafeteria floors. And when he held his stomach one more time, the other boys Pushed him towards the washroom. But he threw up again on the washroom door. The principle, who had just entered the cafeteria, grimaced and walked up to us.
I and Amina were too busy drinking our juices that we did not see him coming. He isn't the typical principle- bald and fat- but he is tall, smart, kind and quiet. He has a sophesticated attire and is like a good friend to all students.

"Whats going on here? Why did Dave puke?"he asked.

"Zahir and Dave had a burger competition, dad"
Astrid said.

I choked on my drink and started coughing hardly. Dad? Astrid is the daughter of the principle?

Amina patted my back and chuckled along with zahir.
The principle smiled at me nicely, Astrid smiled tightly at me.
"Oh and Astrid , Mrs Stephanie is looking for you."he said.
She groaned and dragged her lazy self out of the cafeteria. Mr. Adams walked out after her and soon the whole cafeteria was cleared.
"I gotta go check up on dave." Samiha said and left.
"We've got English Hasna" amina said And pulled my hand.
"Im taking the rest of the day off "

"Pfft! Don't be silly. Mr Walter will smash you."

"I don't care. My head is gonna explode any minute now."

She raised her eyebrow and turned around.

"Don't tell me later. Im warning you."she said over her shoulder.
"Okay!" I yelled.
I turned around and started walking to the locker room.
"Hey, wait up!" Zahir yelled and jogged towards me. I kept my pace and he caught up with me.
"So...how was my contest?"he said cheerfully.

"Zahir,you lost."

"Oh yeah right... Uh yeah.so....nice weather isn't it"

"Get to the point, zahir." I sighed.
"Who's George?"he asked impatiently.

"You mean Fred's twin?"

"No the other one."

"You mean from my old school?"

"Yeah i guess....So who's he?"

"one of My ex-best friend"

"Oh"

"How do you know him"

"You know,i was at your place on Monday and he just happened to come there looking for you."

"What were you doing in my place?"

"You forgot your key with samiha so i decided to give it to you. I thought you would need it and so i Came and you weren't there....so i stayed for a while and he came looking for you."

"Did you eat anything that belongs to amina?"

"Well....was that ice cream of amina?.........."

"Yes. And you need to buy 3 ice cream to please her."

"Oh man...."he groaned,"I've already served her 5 ice creams, 7 burgers, 8 cups of homemade porridge, 6 plates of pasta....and now 3 ice creams again"
I laughed. Whenever he's hungry, all he finds is Amina's food.

"So what was George talking about?" i asked.

"Well i kinda told him that i'm your husband and he kinda freaked out and told someone it by calling and....."

I gasped. "So it was YOU!" "thank you !thank you so much!"

"Who was me?"

"Well.....there's this guy brad an-" i stopped abruptly when i saw brad's car parked in front of me. We were halfway out of our campus.
"Ahan. George was speaking to this brad guy on the phone about me."

"I gotta go!"i turned around only to face brad and george smirking .
"Going somewhere, sweetheart?brad asked me.
"Uh brad? What are you doing here?"i stuttered.

"Well I'm here to see this husband of yours"he gave zahir a disgusted look. "Hazzy, he's no match for me. You know you can come back to your own self . you don't have to waste your life with this stupid guy."he took a step forward and i took one back so I'm standing close behind zahir.

Zahir's POV

Hasna stood close behind me. So hasna was different before. Yeah , she must've changed and came her probably to forget her past. Well what about her parents? I should talk to her about this. And why is this brad guy giving me dirty looks? Did i mention i'm acting as hasna's husband right now?
"Why cant i take you back?"he asked.
"Because i have changed and im not going back there and im not leaving zahir or my friends over here."
"Well then i have to force you!" He tried to grab her hand but she backed away and stood behind me.
"What do you like so much about him?" He asked angrily.
"Well he's Funny, good looking , and totally cute."she said giving me a none-of-this-is -true look. I just smirked.
"He's not even worth you!"he yelled.

"He is and that is why I married him!"

"Prove it!"

"What?"

"I said prove it!"he yelled

Hasna looked at me. "And how is that?"i asked
"Touch her "he smirked"i knew you were lying"
I gave him a tight smile and puty arm around Hasna's shoulder. She was numb and a blank look was painted on her face. My arm was tickling me but i acted normal. This guy is getting on my nerves.
"Damn it!" He banged his fist on his palm and turned around with george. "I'm coming back though!" He yelled not looking back. I stared at his back and muttered about his stupidity. Has cleared her throat and i hastily removed my arm off her shoulder. This is awkward. She muttered a thank you and left.

Whoa! This is surely the millionth time i have pretented or lied about being her husband. Maybe we should marry someday. Astagfirullah! what am i thinking. I shook my head and thought of asking samiha or amina about hasna's past. And act normal when she's around.