Hafsa

Eleven

By the time we arrived home from the airport, it was already dark. I went upstairs to my room while he went to the Kitchen. I freshen up and went downstairs.

Aasim was on the couch opposite the TV eating Pringles. "Hey handsome!" I sat on his laps and laid my head on his chest. "Gimme!" I said and snatched the Pringles off his hand.

"Noo go get yours." he tried to snatch the can away from me. "No I want yours." I whined and he shrugged. I finished eating the Pringles and went to the kitchen to make Jalapeno Cheese Fries.

I finished making it and went back to the living room. He kept giving me an 'unbelievable' look. "What?!" I glared at him. "You eat too much these days." He observed. I ignored him and continued enjoying my fries. I finished eating my fries without even realizing I ate a big bowl full of Jalapeno Cheese Fries. "Hey we should order Neapolitan Ice Cream Cheesecake or.... or chicken wings." I squealed.

He shook his head. "What is wrong with you woman? You just finished eating my Pringles and made fries without giving me some. Now you're asking for Neapolitan Ice Cream Cheesecake or chicken wings and it's not like you haven't eaten in the plane" he finished talking which made me to roll my eyes.

"I don't know what's wrong with me. I just eat uncontrollably. I get hungry pretty easily and all I crave for is junk food." I sighed and shrugged off.

"Forget about Neapolitan Ice Cream Cheesecake and chicken wings. I'm going to go make hot cocoa" I said and walked to the Kitchen. "Hey do you want some?" I yelled from the kitchen. "Yes!!" He yelled back.

I finished making the hot cocoa and went back with two cups and a bag of chips in my mouth. He just looked at me and sighed. "Just let me be please" I groaned.

"Change the channel to E!. You know I hate football" I whined. "And you know I hate E!" He replied. "Whatever, just change the channel or I'll cry and I'm serious!" I said trying to start my water works.

"Cry!!" He smirked. "Oh really?!" I glared at him. "Yes cry lemme see" he replied. I exhaled and stood up. I kept the half eaten bag of chips and the mug. "Don't even think of touching me this night." I groaned and stomped out of the living room.

I marched to my room and closed the door hard. I jumped on my bed and covered my body with the soft quilt. "So annoying!" I murmured. "Baby." The door got squeaked open. "Leave me alone." I lamented hiding my face with the blanket.

"I'm sorry my love. Forgive me please!" He said softly trying to get his way into the quilt. "I said leave me alone!" I said, almost yelling. "C'mon my darling, forgive me. I'm sorry, I even ordered chicken wings for us just the way you like it but I couldn't get Neapolitan Ice Cream Cheesecake." he whispered into my ear.

I opened my face and looked at him "Fine I forgive you, but not because of the chicken wings!" I grinned. "Let's go downstairs and wait for the delivery guy." he said and we went back to the living room.

I could feel my insides having a war. I felt like throwing up. We heard the doorbell and he went to check who it is. He collected the chicken wings bucket and paid the guy. He came back with two buckets of chicken wings and handed over one bucket to me.

"Finally." I grinned and opened the bucket. As the aroma of the wings hits my nostrils, I quickly kept the bucket aside and ran to the guest toilet. I threw up all what I ate. Aasim knelt beside me and placed his hand on my back till I finished throwing up.