It's been a while now! To be exact it's been two months and four days now since I last felt his touch against mine, heard his voice smoothly say my voice, oh my the way he made it sound so perfect. I know I shouldn't really think about him especially not now, not after everything that's happened between us. I hate to admit but I miss him, not only that but I need him.
I knew what happened was wrong when I looked at it from a religious perspective but how can something that feels so right and makes me so happy be wrong? I know it sounds foolish looking at it like that but I was so madly in love. I tried my hardest, I really did to make it happen the right way but well it didn't..
Sheroz, he was my first love, he was my best friend, he was the only one I ever pictured my whole future with. It's funny how three months ago we where taking about what we'd want our wedding to be like, who would have imagined a month later we would no longer be together, that there would be no us. Just thinking about it makes me eyes swell up with tears. What makes everything hell of a lot worse is that he felt the exact same way about me. I mean we were the PERFECT couple so why did it end so badly?
*** A 18 MONTHS AGO***
Alizah's Point of View:
Ten past three, the bell for the end of school had just gone, almost making me jump. It was a typical Thursday and I was exhausted from double P.E; it was horrible and my thighs felt terribly sore from all them squats. I honestly can't wait to get out of here, not long left now. I quickly shoved my books in my bag and hurried out of class into the crammed corridors eager to meet my girls outside.
Minutes later, I was outside with the most amazing girls I knew, all of us excited about tonight. Well I was a little more excited than the others simply because I would get to see him (Sheroz) again; it's been a while now that I've started to like him and I was going to finally speak to him today even if it killed me.
We spoke about where we would meet and finalized the plans for later on and all of us headed home to get ready. Me and my cousin (she's the same age and one of my best friends) walked towards my house with her teasing me the whole way about tonight.
I felt so nervous about tonight, what if he didn't like me, I mean he must meet so many pretty girls each day and well I'm nothing compared to them, especially when he's a bit older, but I know if I don't speak to him any time soon, I'll end up going mad over him.
For the last two months, every Thursday I treat the girls to Sheesha, well it's an excuse for me to see Sheroz, I mean he works there on Thursdays, not that he even notices my existence but ever since I first saw him, I can't get him out my head. He was perfection, so tall with dreamy hazel eyes well built and him arms oh my I always thought they'd look good around my waist.
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Me&Him; The Story Of Us
RomanceAlizah & Sheroz. The story of two British Pakistani Muslims, from how they meet to what fate had it mind for the. The seem the perfect match for one another but for how long will they last? In a world where it's frowned upon to love before marriage...