Discovering Me

Chapter 14-The Truth

Reya's PoV

"What happened?" Asked Armaan.

We all just stared at him guiltily.

"You know what nevermind, come in, I'm sure Harris won't mind."he said side stepping to let us in. I stayed back and he followed behind me.

"Reya-I'm really sorry" he whispered his arm around my waist.

"Why are you sorry Armaan?" I asked.

"Because..... of everything?" He replied which sounded almost like a question, he wasn't the Armaan I knew, he was doubtful.

"What's everything?" I asked.

"Look.... You know what everything is" 

"We'll talk about this later.... Abby needs me"as I walked away he pulled me towards him and whisked me away to the balcony, which was right next to us, and I didn't even realise.

"I'm trying to make it up to you, I hadn't meant to do what I did, I didn't even want to come to this party, the truth is....." He spoke as he held my hands, he seemed lost in thought.

"Umm Armaan, you were saying something?" I snapped him out of his trance.

"I was insecure.... I thought I would lose you...." I just looked at him, the confused look on my face was obvious, he was insecure? What? I mean he was drop dead gorgeous there were girls basically flocking around him.

"Losing me?" I said stiffling a laugh.

"I mean look at you your so pretty and clever and successful...and I'm just a normal kid" he replied.

"Look Armaan, you are amazing and wonderful and the best boy I have ever met and I really really like you a lot, and we're equal here okay..... What you're feeling is stupid!" I stared at him. This was the weirdest experience ever.

"Also can we not talk about what happened at Trafford centre again?" I added.

"Yeah, but honestly I di-"

"Please" I said as I took his hand and pulled him out of the balcony.

"Okay" he smiled.

Diya's PoV

I couldn't find Reya or Armaan anywhere, I looked around the house which was a complete mess, there were cups and and toilet paper everywhere, without all this mess it was a lovely apartment. It looked like people had been drinking here, there were bottles and crates in the corners of the room, although Armaan didn't seem drunk.

"Diya?" Asked Abby who sat on the counter top of the kitchen she was slowly recovering from her traumatic incident just as Jasmine wiped her arms with makeup wipes, the blood was going away, but her arms were still tinted, she washed her arms in the kitchen sink.

"Hm?" I asked.

"Get me the first Aid kit?" Jasmine asked, I wondered where it was, or if there was one, I looked for the bathroom, there was one opposite a bedroom, but it was locked I assumed Harris was inside, I could hear someone throwing up, maybe he was drunk, like last time? Maybe, that meant he lied to me saying he was peer pressured into it, or maybe he was, I didn't want to know or think about it, I was too tired.

The door unlocked "excuse me" I heard before I was pulled away from my chain of thought that always led to something negative, I caught a glimpse of him, his eyes were bloodshot red, and he was wobbling, he was drunk.

Astagfirrullah (I seek the forgiveness of Allah the mighty) I whispered before calling out for him, maybe I could talk some sense into him.

"Harris..." I said as I extended my arm, reaching for him.

"I'm not in the mood, Diya, go away, please" he slurred before he abrubtly banged the door shut.

Atleast I tried. I found the first aid kit in the Medicine cabinet, I grabbed it and walked to the kitchen, still thinking about Harris I stumbled and fell kissing the floor, wrong timing Diya! I thought, thankfully I was fine other than a grazed knee.

"Here's the first aid kit you asked for" I handed it to Jasmine.

"Took you long enough.... Thanks by the way" 

"When can we be ready to go home?" Asked Aleesa.

"Soon let me just put this ointment on, then we can take her to your house and you can drop me off to mine" she stated. Once she put the ointment on and bandaged the rash, we were ready to set off, by then Armaan and Reya were back and Armaan had offered me and Reya a lift.

We took Abby to the car and she was already sound asleep, Reya and I waited for Armaan in the parking-lot as he got his keys from Harris' apartment.

"It's the navy blue BMW..... To your left" he called from afar, he did unlocked the car and we sat in, it reminded me a lot of my Reya's dad's car, I had a feeling Armaan and Reya's dad were going to get on really well.

We sat in silence the whole car ride,except for Reya whose neck was constantly rotating between her phone, me or Armaan, checking if everything was okay.

She dropped me off home. "Goodnight" I waved, before turning to face my front garden, I quietly tip-toed inside,but obviously got caught by granna.

"Diya Leilani Mughal where do you think you're coming from at this time of night?" She asked very sternly.

"Uh sleepover" 

"Hmmm" she looked at me suspiciously for about ten seconds.

"Go to bed, love, I think you need to rest, if you need to talk you can come here" she whispered.

"Night, granna"

"Night, Darling"