Shanaya's POV:
"Chale?" Hussain said as soon as I wear my navy blue dubata (veil) on my shoulder. I turned around to look at him, he smiled as I took in his appearance. He was wearing black jeans and white shurt under his black leather jacket. Did I mentioned black is my favorite colour? Well it is. My eyes met his and he smirked.
"Checking me out?" He raised his eyebrows as his eyes shined in amusement. What?
"Get over yourself."I chuckled, slightly embarrassed. I am sure my cheeks had turned red. I smiled at the floor as he laughed.
"Ok. Okay, you weren't checking me out. You were just staring at me, creepily." He teased and I looked at him, shocked.
"I wasn't!" I exclaimed and he laughed again. He rolled his eyes dramatically and picked the car keys from the table. I smiled at his childish acts and then picked up my handbag too. I followed Hussain out of the room. And into the the corridor.
We were going to this park, water garden. Strange name, but Hussain says its quite famous here. So thats why we are going there. Or may I say it 'Hanging out like friends' as Hussain had said me. It makes me feel quite better when I see him trying to make our friendship work, somehow still the pang of hurt is there within me as I remember Shehryar. The fact that he too is here, makes it difficult to not think about him. I took in a deep breath. He had cleared why he dint married me. He wasn't sure to marry me. He was confused. And this bitter, hurtful truth is enough to make me feel like an idiot to love him. I loved him and he wasn't sure if he wanted a future with me. Yeah definitely hurts like hell. I can't even start to tell how hurt I am. But something is better in me since I and Hussain, well became friends. It sounds strange but definitely makes me feel better and I don't wanna let go of this little good feeling I am feeling. If it was just me and Shehryar's thoughts than, I would have been insane by now.
Hussain was holding on my sanity.
We entered in the lift and Hussain pressed the ground button.
"Are you okay?" Hussain asked and I looked up to see him staring me, concerned. I nodded my head, forcing a smile. If he is trying to make me feel better. I won't let him down.
"You sure this park, is good?" I asked, changing the subject and he nodded smiling, his furrowned disappearing.
"People say it's quite famous. Rides are cool. So let's give it a shot." He said and I nodded. Rides. Dis I mentioned I am scared of fast rides? Well guess what, I am.
Ding sound was made as the lift doors opened and we entered the lobby. We were quite till we reached the parking lot. Silence strangly comfortable. Hussain walked towards passenger seat and opened the door for me. I smiled at his gesture and sat in the blue car. My eyes roamed in the car, I like this car. Small though comfortable.
"Let's have some fun!" Hussain exclaimed as the car roar into life. We were soon on the main road and I stared out of the window. This country is beautiful. I liked this place. It was a hot country and small. But still the place is awesome. We were driving when Hussain switched on the radio. Soft piano music played before the song started.
"Mohabbat barsa de na tu...
Sawan aya'a hai...
Tere aur mere milne ka...
Mausam aya'a hai..."
Hussain glanced at my way and I did the same. He was smiling and then his eyes went back to the road. My heart beats increasing slightly. I liked this song, but today it seemed to make me nervous, or was it Hussain fingers that are touching back of my hand slightly that was on my side. I think the second.
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Can You Mend My Heart.
Mystery / Thriller~Its not a Fan fiction. Its my fiction story. And not a fan fiction. ---------------- "I am sorry." He said and left the room. Sound of the door closing echoed in the silent room. "You don't have to be sorry. You are not the one who should be sayin...