||~Promise~|| ¤ZM Love Story¤

Chapter 07- Tit For Tat

¤Continuation Of Previous Chap

*Zayn's P.O.V*

My cheeks are still throbbing where that bitch slapped me. In a world where people thinks twice before standing infront of me, in a world where people thinks twice before raising their voice on me, theres this middle class chick who raised her hands on me. I'd be damned if she thinks that she'll get away from this so easily. Now I have to be honest with the way she arranged the wedding, it was perfect, so perfect that it made me satisfied, and I dont get satisfied so easily. But that only made me even curious than I already was, what might she be expecting from us in return?
Yes, I was the one who answered her call last night and she didnt even have the guts to talk back to me and such type of girl had the guts to slap me.

I smiled at some of the guest and walked forward, "Dude, whats that mark on your cheek?", I turned left to see my pal, Liam Payne admiring my cheek with a mocking smile on his lips, "Which- which mark?", I acted as if I didnt know anything, because I cant just give a smile and say 'hey a girl slapped me', it'd be embarrassing, "That mark", my another mate Niall Horan pointed at my cheek, and I threw a fake chuckle, "Girls love me", I told them and Louis Tomlinson, my mate snickered, "Seems like it, it appears like what? Four fingers? Five fingers", he squinted his eyes to get a better count of the fingers and I rolled my eyes, "Stop it now", I told them, unable to tolerate this embarrassment, "By the way, who is the owner of those fingers", Harry asked looking serious but we know very well that he is hiding his laughter and I sighed, theres no point of hiding it anymore, "A girl slapped me, happy now?", I surrendered to them by exposing the truth, and in return I heard many, 'woahs' and I rolled my eyes, "Which girl? I mean how?", Liam asked with his eyes wide, "The wedding planner", with that Liam's eyes widen even more, "The chick you was talking about? Middle class one?", Niall asked and I nodded making his eyes widen too, "Sure you might've done something Zayn", Louis remarked, and I told them everything that happened in the balcony and everyone shook their heads, "That was rude mate", Harry being the 'saint' commented on my situation and I looked at him, "Just admit it Harry, no girls could be trusted", and he shut up, "Still that was rude mate", Liam being the serious one in the gang commented, "Lets just drop this subject now", I told them as my mind went back to her, sure she was stunning and cute, especially in blue, she slightly had an innocent glint but thats none of my business, before opening my mouth in the balcony my eyes scanned her and I didnt even mean to do it, and those eyes, those eyes keep on appearing on my eyes, she was hot but definetely not my type. She is the reason for the embarrassment I came through and I will make her pay for it. And thats my Promise.

*Azra's P.O.V*

Im having a disaster inside my mind right now. Regret, fear, sad, embarrassment, humiliation and most of all I feel guilty. Guilty for slapping him. Yes, he asked such a nasty question, but that doesnt mean I have to raise my hand on him. Its his family function afterall, and he got slapped, by a normal girl like me. I have a habit of not to say 'sorry', if the fault is not on me, but this time the fault is on me, I shouldnt have slapped him. I have to go say sorry but a big strong wall named 'Ego' is stopping me from it. Plus, who did I slapped? One of the richest, dominant, highest ranked business man in the world. I feel feared and guilty. And those strong pair of eyes...God

"Earth to Azra", a hand waved in front of my face and I snapped from my thoughts and looked to see those hands belonged to none other than Waliyha, the sister of the one I slapped, "huh?", I asked, "Where did you zone out? Wait, were you even listening to me?", she asked with a concerned look, and I shook my head and was about to open my mouth when she cut me off, "Were you thinking of our family status? If so, please just forget it, we are humans too Az, please dont stop talking to me or cut our connection because this reason, nobody is willing to become my friend once they know who we are, please you dont be one of them?", Waliyha pleaded and I looked at her with a sympathetic look on my face, the inside life of rich peoples are so emotional sometimes, and I wanted to tell her what I did with her brother but I just couldnt, instead I smiled at her and held her shoulder, "Im completely fine, and dont worry of loosing me, Im not gonna replace your friends who left you, I'll be your lover forever", I winked at her making her laugh and nod, "I almost forgot, my mom wants to meet you", she told me excitedly and my heart started beating fastly, the excitement I had for meeting her died the minute I slapped her son, "Yeah sure", I told her with a smile and we started making our way towards her mom and there she was, she was in her 50s or somewhere in between and she looked so beautiful, she was talking to someone and suddenly looked up to look at me and her eyes widen slightly and became normal and gave me a kind-hearted smile which I returned and she excused herself from the guests and made her way towards me and my heart was in my throat, "You must be Azra", she asked in a soft voice and I nodded, "Yes, Its me Mrs. Malik", I answered her and she smiled then rubbed my hair in a motherly way and I immediately relaxed, "You did a great job my dear, these preparations just made all of us melt, its not easy to prepare a Malik wedding, but you just pulled through it", she praised and my insides was jumping with happiness and I grinned at her, "Thank you Mrs. Malik, It was not easy though", I responded and she chuckled, "But still, I loved it, all of us did", she continued to praise and I smiled, "Thank-", I couldnt complete my words as I saw Zayn looking at me from the entrance and even after I caught his eyes, he didnt look away, he just kept on looking at me and not only him, there were some guys in Zayn's age who might probably be his friends and they was looking at me and was talking to themselves. Great, he might've said everything to his friends and they might probably think that Im a mannerless bitch, "Dear?", Mrs. Malik kept her hand on my shoulder and I snapped from his eyes and looked at her who looked concern, "Are you okay sweetie?", she asked me and I smiled at her nodding, "I am Mrs. Malik, why wouldnt I be?", I fake chuckled, I could still feel Zayn's on me and I looked him and he slowly raised his hands and kept it on his cheek where I slapped him and I furrowed my eyebrows, and he took his hand off of his cheek and pointed at his eyes using his pointer and middle-finger and folding the rest and then pointed the fingers to my side signalling that 'he is watching me' and I immediately shivered, and he noticed that before he smirked at me and leaving outside the hall with his friends making me worried. If only he knew how much I regret slapping him..

I hesitantly looked at Mrs. Malik and she was looking at the direction where I was looking and she was searching for some clues but got nothing and then she looked at me again, "Listen dear, you sit down..", she made me sit down and she sat in a chair across and I just noticed that Waliyha was missing, "You seem so worried hun..", she told me and I smiled at her and shook my head, "I cant stay in peace untill this wedding ends in peace", with that she chuckled, and rubbed my hair with so much of love, a kind of love that I rarely got from my mother, "Wali always say that you worry needlessly, dont, everything is and will be perfect", she assured me and I smiled at her thankfully and she kissed my forehead and left. I mayne relaxed from the outside, but the look Zayn gave me sent tingles through my spines, it was like he was going to punish me because I slapped him, its like tit for tat..

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