His Denied Love

Chapter 35

Dear God,
If today I lose my hope please remind me that your plans are better than my dream.

Aaiza's Pov

Slowly and reluctantly I remove the quilt over my face  blinking and close my eyes again as streaks of sunlight penetrate the window blinding me. I sit up on the bed letting the soft quilt fall on my lap and rub my knuckles onto my eyes.

My body feels stiff and heavy with sleep. I stretch my arms wide, yawning.

Not realizing I am on the edge of the bed, I lose balance and collapse hard on my side.

"Ooww"

Great just great.

I rub my sore arm before pushing my messy hair away from my face.

Great morning, isn't it?

I hear a rare, soft and familiar chuckle. I look up to see a pair of his hazel eyes watching me.

Zaid.

Dressed in his dark blue suit and hair perfectly combed back except a lock of hair which was dangling on his forehead.

"Enjoying huh?" I ask making him laugh more as he nods.

"Stop laughing" I whine and his laugh drops into a cute smile.

"You have got an interesting way to start your day." He says pushing his hands in his pants pocket.

I stand up, picking up the quilt and throwing it on the bed. I straighten my clothes and walk past him like a zombie, his fresh colongne hitting my nose.

I won't deny it, but he smells really nice always.

And I want to quickly move away from his sight because...

I.look.like.shit.

"Aaiza"

I turn to look at him who was giving me a hard glare. 

Mood swings as usual.

"Yes Grumpy."

His jaw tightens and his lips turns into a thin line.

Uh-Oh.

"I-" I start to speak.

"The quilt" he points his thumb to the quilt which is discarded on the bed. "You always mess up the room. It would be better if you pick it up and give it for laundry instead of throwing it away." He says wittily.

I huff and slump my shoulders in relief as well as in annoyance. I look for his quilt but it wasn't there. Might be that he already gave it for laundry.  Stomping towards the bed I snatch the quilt from the bed and turn on my heels. All the time his eyes watch me with humor.

I am a Joker to him.

"Make sure you don't trip on it" He mocks me from the back.

I turn and stick out my tongue at him.

"Its not only your room now" I yell back walking out of the room hearing him snort.

He is turning out to be annoyingly cute too.

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Zaid's Pov

My room has started to look like a garbage bin. Nothing is on its place, her shoes were always lying here and there until I tell her to pick them up. The coffee table was covered with her books, The wet towel now had its fixed place on the chair. She never fixed the bed after waking up, I have to do that everyday. She munches on chips and biscuits on the bed dropping its crumbs.