The Kisses Of Life

Chapter 3

I woke up around 8 am. I groggily sat up on my bed and stretched my arms and legs. It's a habit. Rolling all over the bed stretching. Zayn once pointed out i make weird noises from my mouth while stretching. I smiled at the thought of him. He's the first thing that comes to my mind after waking up. It's one of my daily customs.

Weekends always boost my aversion towards household chores. Back at my parent's during my school and college days, all i did was wake eat study sleep repeat. My parents spoilt me too much in that way.

I found my sleepers and put them on. Standing in front of the dressing table i looked at my reflection. I turned a bit left and right checking myself out.

Hmm... i need to reduce some blubbers.

I switched on the TV and again goes the music channel. After tuning up to suitable i volume i went for brushing my teeth.

Music has become my confidant since the day i realized comrades in my memoirs are all ephemerals.

After being freshen up i came out of my room and made a mental note of works i have to do. Gods it would Take nearly 3 hours of continuous labour! I wish i had a room mate.

After having my breakfast consisting of milk and cereals i started to work and as predicted it took exactly three hours. 2 years of living alone has made me a good forecaster!

Suddenly my phone started vibrating. I lifted it from the table. A familiar name was flashing on the screen. I groaned internally.

No no don't pick it...

But of course my finger considered it best time for rebellion.

"Hey Julia what's up?" I tried to sound cheerful to my best level.

"Well nothing...i wanted to know you are free to spend the rest of the afternoon hanging at mall?"

My eyes shot up to the wall clock. 12:45 pm.

"No. I'm too tired. You know weekend chores!"

"Hey don't be so dull. Come on say yes"

"I'm sorry i can't!"

"You know na i don't have any friends here..."

Here comes the emotional blackmailing. You see she was alone here and me too so i befriended her. I didn't want to be in a workplace and not talk to anyone whole day. I don't think people will take me seriously if i'm such a jerk. Yeah i'm reserved but not a jerk.

"Okay Sush...lets meet at 1:30 sharp. Now don't say no i need some rest. I will catch you up directly at the mall"

"Okay"

As decided i met her at the entrance of R City Mall. She crushed me with a bear hug.

"When the hell are you gonna realise i'm not Ironman?" I groaned.

"Oh ho sorry....you know that..."

"Yeah yeah i understand but i think.....hugs are loving not crushing?"

She rolled her eyes in reply. She goes all this touchy touchy with her close friends. I Know it's okay but still i don't quite like it.

"Let it be..."

"Yeah ok. So what's the plan?"

"My wardrobe needs some addition!" She exclaimed.

"Is there any space left? Don't invite me too your home ever! I don't wanna die because of a wardrobe burst!" I chirped.

"Yeah sure!" She scowled.

"Okay so you go for your clothes hunting and i'm gonna go to bookstore. Call me once you are done.."

" what!? You're not gonna buy any dress?"

"Nah... i'm Okay with my current ones!" I said glancing at the clothes i was wearing.

"Okay then bye..." and we parted our ways.

Thank god she didn't want me for watching her runaway session at a store!

I strolled around the corridors.

As it was weekend, there were plenty of people. Or should i say i witnessed plenty of couples. Happy couples.

I sighed. You know once i craved for all this. I was alive unlike my present self with mere of living. I wanted to love as much as i could and get loved back by the person i loved. I wanted to do ever things i could do for his happiness. I Expected cute loving gestures. Long walks with ours hands laced together. Star gazing nights on the rooftop. Him getting possessive about me. Him appreciating me the way i am. I wanted a home. Just me and him.....but i guess it's not necessary that wants and expectations coincide and normal people retain normalcy in their life forever!

I didn't realize where i was heading until i bumped headfirst into someone. I jumped back a little to gain some space. Instinctively my hands shot up to my temple and i started rubbing it vigorously.

"Dude i thought at least other people are not blind like me!"

"Anees?"

I flinched at recognition of the voice. My eyes shot up to meet those of the speaker. Someone i longed for meeting.

Those sparkling combination of black and brown eyes capable of peering deep into my soul. That handsome face i wished to see everyday for the last 2 years. All i could do was stand stupefied. Drowned in his unnerving presence.

It turns out he still has the same effect on me..... Zayn was here!

And the memories of my past few months came back haunting me. Those sleepless nights i used to cry my heart out. Those 3 am thoughts. That vulnerable me trying to fix my shattered pieces. That lifeless breathing body of mine curled up on bed. My wet pillow insinuating that broken weak me. Those quivering lips of mine that kept on ranting you are strong Anees don't cry. Those early mornings when i caressed my tear stricken cheeks. Those mornings my paining eyes refused to open. Those mornings when i stood in front of the mirror sighing at my demolition. Those morning i forced myself to smile and ended up wearing a fake smile. Those mornings i tried to look happy so that people don't question me something i couldn't tell but my eyes gave away...

It's weird how those sweet times i spent with him succumbed under the burden of pain induced by him in his presence. Suddenly i wanted to forget my longing to meet him. Too painful...

"Anees.." he muttered.

Just like old times he is. Too scared to
Saying anything just in case the already broken me breakdowns in front of him....