"I love you too" I said as tears rolled down my chubby cheeks.
"This is what I always wanted" I continued, "never in your dreams you dare to leave me" I hugged him as tight as i could.
Flashback
"tring-tring" kept on ringing my alarm. It was already 9am and I had to finish the chores and get ready for my college.
I quickly stood up, tied up my hair with a rubber band and stepped into the kitchen.
There were plenty of utensils in the basin that I had to wash. I quickly started with it, suddenly my eyes went to the clock and I realized it was only one hour left for my college. I quickly finished washing them and got into the bathroom to take a bath.
I took the quickest shower of my life, dried my hair with a hair dryer and left them untied.
I like being natural so I didn't apply anything on my face.
I smiled looking at myself in the mirror, "How can you be so beautiful", I chuckled and baded my parents and left for my college.
I put my earphones on as I stepped into the bus.
There are other students of my area who also study in the same college.
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"Ohh!! Where the hell have you been? I tried calling you since morning and you are not answering any of my calls. Where the hell is your phone and why the hell are you not answering? Again they did something to you? Dont you dare lie to me. Tell me what is wrong. Are you upset with me? Damnnn!! Speak!!" Ayesha said as I kept smiling at her and started laughing like mad.
She realized that my earphones are on and I didn't listen to anything that she said. I hugged her as she slapped me. "Relax!" I said as we both took our seats in the bus.
"Tell me where is your damn phone?" she asked in anger. "Ohh ayeeshhaa! See its here right in my hand" and chuckled. "Very funny, huh?" she said rolling her eyes.
Ayesha is my bestfriend or you can call her my 'best half'. She is always there for me when the time is thin.
Anytime I'm in trouble she is the first person I call up. I have two sisters both elder to me. I'm the youngest one in my house. Ahh! Dont think I'm the kid who is pampered by their elder siblings and parents all the time. Nah!! Not at all. Instead my siblings see me as their waiter, as soon as they enter the house demanding for water and other stuffs. My elder sisters are big disasters. There is not a single second when they both don't fight. They always fight and ruin my parents' mood. They are spoilers. Actually they are brats. And they were pampered so much that they ended up being this. And may be that is the reason I'm least pampered by my parents so that I dont end up being like these two disasters.
Well I can never be. They are east and I'm west with different personalities. Too different, although brought up by same parents but with different upbringings. My parents care for me but I think that they don't love me. I'm not the one who wants to get pampered all the time neither am I. But sometimes when my parents are pissed off at something, I'm the only source of removing their anger and they end up beating me. That phase is something I never want to face. And this is the reason why Ayesha is always worried about me.
"Hello!??, Bitch where are you? In your own world? What are you thinking? Is something wrong?" she said it all without taking oxygen into her lungs. She is always like this. Once she starts it difficult to stop her.
"Yeah bitch! I'm all Ok. Relax yeah. I Love You" I said hugging her. I like seeing her so protective about me. "I love you too" she said as she hugged me back.
"And who is your lucky one currently?" I asked her laughing.
"Damn you know what that asshole Marinda did to me? That pervert just cheated on me with some random girl. How can he do that? There is no true love left in this world" she said dramatically and as always without breathing she said it all.
"Haha drama queen. You are saying this? So tell me about the new one." I asked her again as I cannot stop myself from laughing.
This girl doesn't believe in love because of her to the sometimes think that why do parents..
"He is Blake! h lucky guy. hahhhhBia!" she drove me out from my Bigiiii in ccc. I have a habit of over thinking. Blake is the coolio of our college. There are number of girls crave for him. Luckily Ayesha got a chance.
But honestly, I dont find him that attractive at all. Infact, he is the dumbest person in our college. We continued chit chatting and didn't realize we reached our destination.
The college started with some patriotic songs in the beginning. And there we heard our favorite one. This song just skips a word may be error in downloading, but due to this error the song sounds so funny and all its meaning changes.
We controled our laugh as our professor was standing right in front of us. 'Prof. Marshall' as the name suggests he is just Marshall-aw(mashaAllah). He has a great personalilty. He teaches us Math and makes this boring and hateful subject so interesting and lovely. Although I never understand what he teaches but I adore him, sitting on my bench and flattering like a teenage lovestruck.
If I ever date a guy he will be exactly of the same personalilty as Mr. Marshall.
Well honestly I dont have any plans in getting into this loveshit. I dont believe in this thing called love.
