Fighting Against All Odds (A Zayn Malik Fanfiction) [ON HOLD]

Chapter Thirteen (XIII)

In a few weeks time, even Naina's wedding preparations rolled around. Mom and Dad haven't fought since, though sometimes, I hallucinate their raised voices.

Naina is a beautiful 25 year old girl, my cousin. She's getting married to an Indian, whom she met during work. She's a fashion designer, and this guy, is a model.

Her parents weren't happy about his profession. But she's convinced them, somehow. Just like she's convinced them when she took up fashion designing. Dunno how she does it.

We're at her home right now, where she's looking at the various dresses. We're alone in her room, where she's styling her hair, me looking through wedding catalogs.

'Myra, help me choose from these three!'

There's a red one, deeply sequined, and shining in the sunlight of the room.

There's a midnight blue dress, with golden patterns, delicate.

And, there's a white one, with maroon designs at the bottom.

Its honestly hard to choose.

'What's it for?' I ask.

'The Mehendi, stupid.'

'Naina...'

'Kya?' She teases and puckers her lips in the air.

'I thought that the Mehendi will have you in a gown...'

She freezes, and calms down again. 'That's for the Sangeet.'

She throws a pillow at me. I'm about to throw it back, when something catches my eye. Its a picture on the pillow, of her and some guy, who's fair skinned. He has gorgeous blue eyes, and he's an American, for sure. He's kissing her on the cheek.

'Naina...' I start.

'Myra...'

'Yeh kya hai?'

'Kuch nahi,' she whispers and takes the pillow from me.

'Kya kuch nahi? Yeh kaun hai?'

She sits next to me, her eyes watching the sunset.

'He's someone I've met before Karan.'

'Aur?'

'Aur, we dated. For a short while.'

'And?'

'And, we broke up.'

'I know that, idiot. What happened in between?'

'Read this,' she says and hands me her laptop after typing in an address. Its her blog, one that I've stopped reading ages ago merely for the reason that I was too busy.

The Red-Scarved Indian

2.March.12

Okay, guys, I'm gonna reveal one secret today.

I've met a guy who came to my boutique. He's American. Drop dead gorgeous eyes. Perhaps, those blue orbs drew me to him.

He came up to me and smiled. 'I'm Luke,' he whispered. And then we just sorta, clicked off. He's really amazing, and we were really good friends 'til New Years Eve.

He looked at me in the eyes, like he was studying my soul. A few minutes 'til 2012.

'Naina...Look at you. You're the best thing that's happened to me.'

'Really?'

'Really.' He confirmed, checked his watch, and kissed my cheek. Fireworks exploded all around us. The most beautiful thing I've seen.