His Denied Love

Chapter 19

I know some of ya'll might be thinking the author's gone crazy or something coz Zaid was just in the next room and the phone ringing can be heard till the next room but it wasn't actually like that.

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Someone who truly loves you, sees what a mess you can be, how moody you can get, and how hard you can be to handle, but still wants you.

-Anonymous.

Zaid's Pov

Its Dawn and I am still awake. It is not anything new to me. I have skipped my nightsleeps a lot.

I switch my sleeping position to my left and try to sleep but I fail. Sliding up on my bed I pick my phone from the nightstand and check the time, 3:10 in the morning. I check few mails in my phone which consisted of my PA reminding me about the meeting today of the shipping yard in Japan, Saif had sent me some ideas about our ongoing project. Some mails were about Instagram, facebook and stuff and the rest were all business.

I am feeling ravenous as I didn't have dinner at night. Usually I don't eat this late but right now I am extremely hungry and it is just out of control.

I will only have little of my Cream garlic chicken and rice, not much so that I can stick to my exercise schedule.

I stand up and quickly put a hoodie on leaving the zipper undone, so that after feeding myself I can go and take my morning stroll.

I leave my room with my phone in my jogger's pocket and adidas sport shoes in my left hand. Dumping the shoes in the living room I walk to the kitchen.

Coming for you my Cream garlic chicken. I tell myself rushing to the refrigerator.

I crouch down in front of the fridge and open the door the coolness of the fridge hitting my face.

But, I found the place of the food vacant. There is no container of my food here. I straighten myself irritated with hands on my hips.

Damn. No one plays with my food!

See, now this is what I don't like about Maria. She says something and does something else. Why can't people keep things on their respective places. I always told her to keep leftovers in the fridge. I shut the refrigerator and walk towards the kitchen platform to find the container in which Maria kept my food.

I shouldn't blame her now, she is aging yet working for me. She shouldn't even work as she has always been a big part of my life. But, she says she loves doing things for me.

I push the thought away and go back to searching. I was working softly so that I don't make any noise. But why can't I find it?. 

I was about to switch on the lights when suddenly I feel my phone buzzing and then it stops. I remove it from my pocket to see that I have a missed call from Aaiza.
Why is she calling me right now?
My phone was on silent so I didn't realize it vibrating. I always keep my phone on silent at night so that no one disturbs me while sleeping, but when it is really very urgent Saif calls me on the landline. When I was about to call her back her name pops up again on the screen.

Woah!!! Is she sorry?

Was she awake all night?

Why is she calling me now?

Did she come to my room and did not find me there?

I walk out of the kitchen to check if she is out of her room. I crane my neck looking up towards the railings of the stairs trying to take a glance of her room as I answer her call. My heart hammering in my chest again.

"Zaid" I hear her.

why the hell is she whispering?.

"Aaiza, what's wrong?." I ask still trying to look if she is out of her room. I  stand there at the edge of the stairs confused by her words thinking if I should go up or not.

She does not sound Okay!

"I think there's an intruder in the house." She says whispering again.

That made me widen my eyes. What the hell!.

"What!!?" Horrified by her words I turn my head left and right trying to find an intruder.

How is that possible?, I have the best security here.

I was about to run up to her room when she whisper scolded me.
"Shh! Keep your voice low and please come down." Confused I  stop and turn around.

What, Come down? What did she mean by come down. Is she in the basement or here? She is not even making sense.

"Where are you?" I ask her, but before she could speak the line goes dead.

Is she bluffing?

I didn't call her back, instead I call the security and order him to check each and every corner of the mansion. exactly after five minutes I get a call back and the head security assures me there's no one and our security is always tight and there are no chances for an intruder.

Of course I knew that, I had high tech security system in my house but I still wanted to be sure. I also ask him if he saw Aaiza anywhere and he said no one had seen Ma'am go out of the house or from the gates. I reply with an Okay and hang up.

"Might be sleep talking" I tell myself looking up at her room smiling and walking away.

I start searching for something to eat back in the kitchem. Great! There is nothing in here in my and I am too lazy to walk to the pantry. I bang a nearby steel vessel and groan in frustration. Irritated I grab an apple from the refrigerator and prod back to the kitchen counter. Opening one of the shelves above my head I find a packet of DORITOS!!!!!. This will do.

Collecting the packet from the shelf I do a quick dance and an armwave. I used to dance a lot in my college days and even won prizes. I was known as a street dancer and Hip Hop was my faviorate style. I had long hair like a rockstar and dark facial hair back then. I really miss dancing. No one now would ever imagine me being a dancer and earning.

I was so engrossed in my movements, As I moved my body moonwalking to the right and with a single arm wave I switch the lights on. But, for that small second, I feel a presence behind. Suspiciously I turn my head slowly and  my lips part at the scene in front of me.

Aaiza is awkwardly holding a chair high above her head and within a second I see it flying towards me and crashing it right beside me.

"Aaaaahhh" A scream escape my mouth out of shock.

Is she crazy?

"Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Aaiza yells back.

We were screaming like maniacs at eachother when I shout back stopping her.

"AAIZA!"

"Oh My God! Zaid!! I am so sorry" She gasps covering her mouth with both her hands, her gray eyes wide with fear.

"You are crazy, woman." I shout back.

She just sands there awkwardly staring at me surprised and amused.

I know I should be publishing a scene after this but Zaid's Point of view was really important here. I just wanted to open the confusion.

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