We are meant to be💕 Book1 [wattys2017][completed✅]. Under editing.

Chapter 8

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So, to make it interesting, I decided to give some twist to Daniyal's and Amna's story. I will need a ship for them. Smiley. OK, so let's start.

Chapter 8

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Days were passing good and the closeness of the crazy lovers was growing. "Why crazy and why lovers?" You may ask. "Because they are meant for each other, crazy because none of them knows how much the other one loves the first one."
A dark room is shown. There are three people sitting next to each other with evil smirks on their faces.
Amna's sister's POV
"So Mom, as I said that strange blind idiot took her. So, what are we gonna do to get her back so we can take her money?" I said with an evil smirk looking into my mother's eyes whose hope was kinda gone.
"Well, Um, we can kidnap her. Isn't it a good idea?" My mom said looking at me, laughing.
"Great! Great idea mommy! But how is it gonna happen?" I said and my smirk grew bigger.
"Do not worry dear, it all will happen, I have a plan. You just have to follow it, right?" My mom said and gave me a peace of paper.
"This is the plan. Better have it on paper so you do not forget it."
She said and we hugged each other with evil smirks and smiles on our faces.
Third person's POV
"I got all the plan. I better tell my bestie Amna before they do something. No, no, I better tell Daniyal, so he can protect her. Yeah, that's what am going to do. I will call him right now and break their darn freaking plans." I immediately went back to my home and called Daniyal. Fortunately he answered the phone on the second ring and I had a relieve look on my face.
"Hi, Daniyal. It's Shakeela, Amna's friend. I want to tell you something really fast. It's really important. Do not tell her though, because she will be broken and stressed and we cannot let that happen." I said it so fast, that I doubted that he understood it.
"Haan, ji, say. If it's for her I am ready for everything because I love her." I was so happy when he said that. Hearing it from him a smile was shown on my face.
"So Amna's family wants her money and have a plan to kidnap her. We have to stop them. I have the recording. What we can do is we can give the recording to the police." I said and looked around if there was someone who could probably hear my talks.
"No, no. Only if something happens with her we will give the recording. Can you please send it to me? I will be really careful and protect her. I won't let her to go anywhere without telling me. That's gonna be OK, right? So that's the plan." He said and I nodded in agreement even though he could not see me.
"well, so I am sending it to you. Please be safe and take care of yourself and Amna. I will soon come to see you both guys after my marriage." I happily said since I was marrying getting married to the love of my life. The person I loved since 10th grade.
We bit farewell and cut the call.
Daniyal's POV
When Shakeela told me that Amna is in danger all of me suddenly became strong, ready to protect whatever is mine just like a wolf or an animal protect their food.
"Huh! I made a good comparison, right? With animals. No way. It's just showing how stupid I am. But never mind, let's just go on and be sure that the love of my life is save, even though she did not confess it yet." I thought and went on to do my work.
"Miss amna, I need you to come to my office, immediately." I called her and ordered her.
"Um, alright. I. I will. I am coming." She said stammering. She was probably shy since the event from last week that happened in the office.
I was waiting for amna to come. A knock on the door finally announced that she has come.
"Come in." I said with my cold, usual voice.
"He,llo, sir. Why did you call me here?" She shyly said.
"Um, so I want to talk to you about something important.  Please take a seat." I said to her and pressed the hidden button which locked the door so that if there is something important going on in here, no one will disturb me.
"I have some rules I want you to follow and when I say follow, it means you will follow them." I said coldly, but softly and turned my face to her so she could see me.
"What are these rules?" She asked startled, since I never put up any restrictions on her. But it was for her safety. I had to protect her. I could not let anything happen to her. Because. Because I just loved her more than my own self.
I sighed and continued on.
"So, I want you to always tell me when you leave. and this rule applies for home and work." I said with a serious tone. My expression changing from happy to serious and tensed.
"Um, OK. But... Why do I need to tell you? What's going on? She asked suspiciously. Oh great. Now all I needed was her suspicion. Great going on, Daniyal... Just...
"Do you trust me, Amna?" I asked her with a slight frown on my face.
"Yes, I do trust you." She said, looking at me.
I could feel her gaze on me, regardless  of my blindness.
"OK, then don't ask me questions. It's just for your safety. Happy now? You got all the answers you wanted. You should trust me without questioning me." I impatiently said, 
"YEah, happy now." She said. And I took that as an advantage and went closer to her.
She got up to go, but I hel her hand and pulled her closer to me. I put my arm around her waist securely and hugged her. I hugged her so, like I was thinking I am going to lose her.
Amna's POV
He hugged me. My heart pained like something is going to happen.
He pulled me more into his embrace. I felt so save, so happy, so... Loved.
"Um. Was I falling inlove with him? Wait, wait, this can't be possible, right?" I pushed all the thoughts away and just enjoyed the moment with him.
"What are you thinking about? Stop thinking." He said and I got startled.
"Uh. I was not thinking about anything. Just..." I paused I felt like I had no words to say. I just wanted this moment to never finish, to always be in Daniyal's arms.
Suddenly he pulled me closer. My heart started raising its speed, like I had just ran 200KM without stopping. Just like the competitions we had when I was a student. But the heart rate on them was so killing. This one was indeed fast, but somehow relaxing, somehow.... Indescribable.
I continued to smell Daniyal's sent, which made me to hug him tighter, like I wanted him.
"Wait, it's haram to think that. Fewww! Amna what's wrong with you, girl?" I scolded myself but I was not coming to my senses.
Then he leaned his face closer.
Our lips were inches apart and if I spoke even a word, I felt like they will collide with each other.
Just in that moment Daniyal's phone broke our sweet moment and we came to our senses. I could feel the heat rising up my cheeks. I immediately searched for the door to run away but my bad luck. It was locked.
Crap, what was I supposed to do now? I loudly sighed and sat back down. I waited for Daniyal to finish his phone call.
He finally finished after 2minutes, which for me were 2hours. But it doesn't matter now. I was somehow angry for his phone breaking our moment. The moment I felt safe, that I felt right, just on place as I am supposed to be.
I was a practicing muslim since I was in college. My parents really do not like muslims. And how dare they were to beat me for that I chose the faith I thought is right. But I know, that Allah shall grant them torment and hell only in the hereafter, so I was just praying for them to say sorry sooner or later in this life, so that they could repent for their bad deeds. But who was I making to understand? Allah would surely guide them to the straight path and as they have chose to be on the wrong one, well it will be shown on the day of judgement only.
"Oh, you still trying to leave the room?" Daniyal said taking me off my thoughts. I almost forgot that I was in his office. then I blushed again, harder than before.
"Uh, yeah, I was trying to leave, but... How on the world the door is locked? And why?" I shyly said fiddling with my hijab. Yeah, I was wearing hijab since I was once watched by a boy in college and so I did not want the people to watch me with their lustful eyes. This is why I started wearing it, and it also had to do with me being a proud and good Muslim.
"Well, you ask a lot of questions, Miss. Better sit down until I finish my work and then we will go home." He ordered.
"But. I. Have a lot of work to do. Who is going to do it if you keep me here?" I innocently said. I wanted to try every possible way to get out of his office. I was feeling safe and also insecured being with my boss in the office. He is my friend, that's true, but only at home. So at work that made him my boss." I said it all to myself.
"Huh, so I can't safe you here, right? I am your boss here only?" He said with a mischievous grin on his face looking at my direction.
"Oh my Allah! Did I say that out loud?" I mumbled to myself.
"Yeah, you really said your thoughts loudly enough for me to hear, missy." He said teasingly.
"Well, we will see who is missy. I will show you! No one teases Amna or tells her what to do." I said to him with a confident smile on my face. I was even surprised at my own boldness now. "Whoa, girl. I just want to protect you. Calm down." He said and smiled at me.
"Ok, ok." I said and breathed in deeply.
I rested my head on the chair, waiting for Daniyal to finish his work.
Daniyal's POV
Our closeness made me crazy today. If I got a chance I would surely kiss her. But hell what was I thinking? "Whoa, Daniyal, man go easier on these things, there is enough time." My brain said.
"But what if he goes on now? What if he just wants to show his love for her?" Heart said.
"No, he has to be careful with these things." Brain said.
"Damn it! Carefulness? In love? No way. You are crazy." Heart shouted.
"Me? No! You are the crazy one! You are always a softy, while I try to work logically. There is no sense in you, idiot!" Brain said.
Then they both started their own fight.
"Ahh, stop it you both!" I shouted to my inner self.
"Huh? Stop what?" Amna said. Then I realized I had said it out loud.
"Um, uh nothing. Were you falling asleep?" I teased her just to change the subject.
"Who? Me? No, I was not falling asleep. I was just... Sitting, thinking about some work I have to do and you not letting me to do it." She said with a sleepy voice.
"Come on, I know you were trying to sleep." I said and she sighed in defeat.
I got up and went behind her chair. She noticed me and immediately turned around.
"Now what? Weren't you doing your work?" She coldly said. But I knew she was confused and needed someone to be by her side.
"Hey, um, I finished. It's just too late for us to go home. Let's just sleep here. What will you say?" I teased her. But indeed it was really, really late. It was past the Isha prayer time.
"What? Are you crazy, Mister? You sleep here as you want, I am going home." She almost yelled at me. Oh, poor me what did I deserve to be in that state, scolded by a woman.
Without giving her even a single word as an answer, I grabbed her by her waist and crushed her in a bear hug.
She squirmed trying to free, but I was not a full to let her just go.
I tightened the grip around her waist more.
I sat on the sofa with her.
Her smell, it was driving me crazy. Her soft, brown hairs... Just. I couldn't resist it.
I traced my thumb on her lips. She got shocked on that action of mine. She tried to hide her face probably red like a tomato but she could only hide it in her chest.
I lifted up her chin from my chest.
"Look at me, Amna." I huskily whispered.
She looked at me. I knew it.
I cupped her face and traced her lips with my thumb. She was so... Beautiful. Like an angel. She is beautiful for me. I smiled on that thought of mine.
I leaned in closer.
Now our lips were so close, like they are ready to collide with each other.
And then....
The urge in me grew up.
I couldn't hold it anymore. I had to make my friend more than a friend.
I was not in my senses anymore.
I removed my thumb from her lips and...
Amna's POV
He was tracing my lips with his thumb. What was he doing? He was not in his senses. Oh Allah, please, pleas stop him from doing what I think he is going to do.
And just with my thought, he removed his thumb and...
His rough lips collided with mine, so gently, so sweet, so full of love. I was on the seventh sky. All the world around us just stopped.
But then the reality hit me at a sudden, just when his kiss became more intense and whild.
I immediately pulled back. I fell on the floor but fast got up.
"Ya Allah! Why? Why did he do that? I thought he will never break my trust like that. I thought..." I started silently crying.
I immediately went for the door. But insane. "Dang! The stupid door is locked." I sighed and fell on the floor. My knees weakening on the thing that just happened.
I hurt a clicking sound and the door was unlocked. I immediately ran out.
I couldn't face him. Not after that kiss. Not after breaking my trust.
He probably didn't remember his promise but I do, and I will always do.
(((Flashback***
We were sitting in the living room watching TV Our closeness was increasing and with that my fear of something bad happening between us too. So I decided to ask Daniyal for a promise.
"Can I ask you something? But promise me you will never do that until I'm not ready."
I said. Daniyal turned around now facing me.
"What is it?"
He said. His voice was full with ditermination.
"Promise that you will not make our friendship something more than what it is."
"Like what? Like for example... Kissing you?" He said and a mischievous grin appeared on his face.
"Yeah, like a kiss." I said waiting for his answer looking straight in his eyes.
"Ok, I promise. I'll never do something that can upset my bestie." HE said, almost squilting from excitement.
Then he crushed me into a bear hug.
***.Flashback ends***
I couldn't return to his house. Because I couldn't face him anymore.
Anger was raising in me. I was just walking on the streets.
And then... A cloth appeared on my face. I heard my sister's voice and then all became black.

A/N
Sorry too soon of a kiss. But I just know what will happen next. ;) that's my longest chapter since I started writing. So, May Allah Bless you all and take care. I better go to sleep, because it is too late and I have work tomorrow.
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