After my sisters death i was bossing around with no mercy tag and people use to call me monster. Hell i never gave damn about any one and then comes my wife Afsha. She dared arguing with me and sometimes it made me think I ever changed or I am still the old one.
I don't know whats with her and attraction. I just simply drag myself to her. I know, i have to hate her but now it looks like that hate had flew away somewhere very far from me.
I want a normal life but I am scared. What if she ditch me and leave me just like everyone who left me and also I am not kinda her type.
These weird thoughts were not letting me sleep and i kept myself awake till sun rises.
I narrowed my eyes on the coach to put a glance on Afsha and she was already their staring at me.
Biting my inner cheek i step down the bed to avoid her gaze. Her eyes on me was making my heart race and i hate it cause only she has the power to do this.
What? I snap at her when i realised that she is being too stubborn to shift her gaze to other side
What what? She asked back raising her brow
Why are you staring at me? Never saw a guy. Huh? I asked her faking anger
I saw her lips twitching into a small smile with that she stood folding her hands on her chest.
I am staring at you because i never saw any Idiot khan like you ever in my life. She said with a smirk.
Oh the girl knows how to smirk. Cool
Hey wait. What did you tell? I asked unsure.
Not in mood to pardon. She said turning around flipping her hairs.
"O Attitude kya de rahi hai" I said pointing all four fingers at her back.
She turned stopping on her tracks. Giving me unamused smile.
Is she alright? Kal rath tak tho theek thi. I wondered murmuring.
I am perfectly alright after last night. You know i came to realise that you are nothing to me.
- just like I am nothing to you. She continued after pausing for a while stepping closer playing with her fingers.
Her words pinched my heart.
I stood simply looking at her feature but broke my gaze when she raised her brow questioning me.
Ah great. Finally you got your brain back. Congratulations. I said with a smile which irked her and she frowned.
Yeah. Thank you. You helped a lot. She said still frowning at me.
Ah don't thank. I love helping abnormals. I said messing my hair.
That was a lame joke. She said chuckling
I guess. Just like you. I said chuckling even more
Well, aap ki meherbaani. I heard her mumbled
Wait. What did i do? I asked
Nothing. She said and turned around to walk but i instantly caught her wrist and pulled her back to me and i encircle my arm around her locking her into my grip.
She wince in pain and her eyes was closed.
Te-Tell. I stammer.
Abheer be a man. I said mentally to myself.
She opened her eyes probably searching for mercy.
My foot. She said not leaving our eye contact.
I instantly bend down breaking the eye contact to look at her foot.
God. It was swollen and it was all red with some injury marks.
I caught her ankle to look at her foot and she hissed in pain.
How did this happened. I asked her concerned
She stayed silent and it clicked me that may be last night she stepped on the broken glasses.
Without uttering anything further. I took her in my arms in bridal style which brought the memory back of our first meeting.
She cuddle closer in my neck hiding her red cheeks.
We are going hospital. I said taking her down the stairs.
Abheer. Its just-
Quite. Or else ill kiss you to make you shut. I said bluntly cutting her off.
She looked at me with shocked expression and i was double shocked at my own words that how this girl is trying to bring out old Abheer back.
Abheer its so early. She said trying to meet my eyes but i just stared front.
Ahh. Thank you. I wasn't knowing. I said
Why are you so sarcastic. She asked angrily.
I am not. I said
"You are" she said harshly giving a soft punch on my chest.
No.
Yes
No
Yes
Will you stop fighting like a kid. I said finally letting her win the argument.
I won. She squeeze in joy under my arms.
God. Why she sounds like jannath. A question pops into my mind but i just shook away cause it pained to remember her.
She was nothing but a beautiful mess.
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Love @ First Sight
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