||~Promise~|| ¤ZM Love Story¤

Chapter 01- Me

*Azra's P.O.V*

"Last time I checked you were the one having it.."

"For god's sake it was not me Az, Why would I hide it?"

"Why wouldnt you hide it? You always had problem with it.."

"As usual I saw it on the table and I left it the way it is, like always"

"You might've done something with it"

"No I didnt"

"Yes you did"

"No"

"Yes"

"NO!"

"YES!"

Another cat fight erupted between me and my beloved sister. Note the sarcasm. This is not new at all. The day is incomplete without these fight. Everyday anything would come up and squeeze itself as the topic for us to bicker at. And today the love of my life is missing. She knew I cant live without it. It happened to be a part of my life and now it is missing. I dont care if my neighbours scream at us for disturbing them, the only thing matters for me is my love.

Oh how rude of me, Im Azra Khan, people close to me calls me Az, which means most of them calls me that. So you can too. Im 23 a fashion designer and a part time wedding planner. I born and grew up in LA and for now we have currently moved to bradford for my mom's umpteenth transfer. You may wonder my surname. Thats right. My dad is Pakistani and mom is American. So accordingly, I got my surname from my dad.

If you ask about my family, Mom, a full time nurse who hardly spends some time with us. No dont take it in a bad way, she tries her best to spend atleast a minute with us. She is literally my inspiration. The love she shares for us is undescribable. Eventhough she is full on consumed in her work, we love her to pieces. The only minus in her is she cant understand me. But its fine, i cant have that as my barricade to be her daughter.

Next comes my dad, my hero, my bestfriend. He is a Dentist. He is such a strict person. Very strict. And gets angry very easily. It was annoying before but we slowly adopted ourself to his nature and learned that his anger is only showing his love for us. He respects womens. Never raised a finger on us. What more do we need? But there are some times where we all will sit together and have a talk, sometimes mom might be present but thats very rare. He will share his childhood and teenage stories, we have cried we have laughed, its just a mixture of every emotions comes flowing down while hearing his stories. Still our hero.

Next comes the devil, aka my sister. My parents named her Afra and she is 19. Goes to Tong highschool. Such a bitch. But I love her to pieces. We fight a lot and none is serious. She is annoying, so annoying that I sometimes would feel like smashing her head on a nearby table multiple times. But then again, when it comes to seriousness, theres no one I could go to but her. She 19 and younger than me but she is practically another mom for me in understanding. She know me like a mirror but never shows her love and thats why I call her a bitch. Completely different from me but arguably equal in love. We have a strong bond and I want it to be even stronger forever.

Last but not least, Im Azra Khan, 23, A fashion designer and a part time wedding planner. I remember how my dad hated sending me to jobs. But this is something I had a passion for and I didnt want to throw the opportunities when the approval letter came knocking at my door. Upto now he is not happy with me doing a job but he is silent because he knows Im doing what I love. When I think about this, the first thing that would come to my mind is the day when I signed the letter with my shaky hands. And my dad's unhappy face. After signing the letter my dad didnt even look at my face and neither did he spoke a word with me just a like a kid would. I knew it was hard for him to not to talk with me but he succesfully completed a whole day but the next day he eventually talked because he couldnt have his evening snacks without having me by his side. It was a disaster while making him understand the love I had for fashion designing but in return he only nodded making me know that he is still unhappy with what im doing. Whenever I think about that day I chuckle. Oh pfft..here I am..was introducing myself but got caught in my own story. Any ways, let me tell you few things about me. I love my family beyond words. I restrict myself from many things. Like, I hate alchohol, I hate parties, I hate revealing clothes, I hate relationships, I hate mens, I had no any past experience with guys or relationships, So yeah, Im as pure as pearl, I love tattoos but no balls to have them, I love heels, I love books, I love talking, I love shopping and I love everything except the things I mentioned in my hate list. (The pic is Azra) Most of all I love my spectacles. It is a part of my life and I wouldnt want anyone dare mess with my spectacles.