(UFW sequel#2) (Unwanted series#3)
Ask me. What was my fault in all this? Just this I love him without my knowledge. I fell for him when I knew he could torn me apart. Slowly I felt lightheaded and my head hit the floor where my blood was pooled.
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||Mirha POV||
I looked around for Arash and saw him standing in the corner, staring at me and Saif.
I couldn't think now that he was faking or acting after what happened in last 24 hours. The way he held me during my vulnerable moment couldn't be a lie. Right? If he was faking it, he wouldn't have patience to hold me all night.
At least he was trying now. So, I decided to give him another chance. A last chance.
I smiled at Arash and moved closer to him. Everyone was dancing on the dance floor by now.
"What's wrong?" I asked him when I reached near him.
"I don't like that guy near you," He said looking at him with hard eyes which turned soft when he looked down at me.
"Am I smelling jealousy?" I asked, playfully.
"No!" He said, quickly.
I giggled and put my hand on his arm. I tugged him with me.
"Where are you taking me?" He asked not moving an inch.
"Dance floor," I said pointing at the dance floor.
"I don't want to dance," He said looking at me.
"So sad. But I want to," I said, on which he shook his head.
"OK. I will ask Saif to dance with me," I mumbled, turning around.
He pulled me in his arms quickly and moved us to the dance floor. I looked up at him with a smirk because I knew I hit the correct button. He looked down at me with a playful glare.
"It's not good to play with fire," He said and one side of his lips tugged up.
He put his hands on my waist and I put my arms around his neck. I looked at him and saw him smirking down at me. I rolled my eyes at him and smiled at him.
"I know I.. I behaved badly with you in the start and was always rude to you. I shouldn't have said those insulting words to you. I promise I will not behave like that with you ever again." He said, looking guilty after two minutes later.
"And?" I encouraged him for the words which I wanted to hear.
He took my hand and twirled me around him.
"And what?" He asked.
When I stood in front of him, he put his one hand on my waist and I put one my hand on his shoulder.
"I am expecting something," I told him with a pout.
