Mujhe Teri Zaroorat Hai (I Need You)- A Dhoombros Fanfiction

Chapter 12 - I Love You ♥

Hussain's POV

"He saved you this time, next time you'll find his dead body." I heard a deep voice mumble. "Leave him alone, please, it's me who you want, keep him away from all this." I heard Jiya cry to the man. I tried to burst in and kick his ass, but I couldn't. Any wrong move could put Jiya in danger. I heard his footsteps getting closer, so I quietly hid behind the corner so that he couldn't notice me.

Jiya's POV

I didn't know what to do. I loved Hussain so damn much and I couldn't put him in danger. Should I inform the police? I wanted to but what if things did not turn out the way I expected them to. I wiped away my hot tears from my cheeks and tried to get up to freshen my face. I felt weak, I almost tripped when I heard someone call my name. I raised my gaze, and there he was, Hussain, in his blue hospital pjs and his blood shot red nose. I couldn't hold it in, I ran to him, ignoring the weakness that tried to pull me down and snaked my arms around his shoulders, almost jumping on him. I felt the weight of his muscles and warmth at the back of my lower spine and it felt good. He buried his face in my hair and held me tight. A single tear rolled down my cheek; I didn't want to let go, I wanted to live in his arms forever. He didn't pull back either, we stayed still for a few seconds without anyone saying a single word.

I quickly patted my face dry and pulled back. He cupped my cheeks and looked straight into my eyes. "Are you okay?" he asked. I nodded and I could see the sparkly tears in his eyes. "Who was that guy? What did he want?" he asked worriedly. My face turned white as a sheet by his question, I didn't know what to reply. "Who?" I asked acting dumb. "He said you would see 'his' dead body. Whose dead body was he talking about?" He asked again very calmly. Crap, did he hear our conversation, I just hope he didn't. "Hussain, I need to rest." I lied and turned my back away from him. He placed a hand on my shoulder turning me around, "What are you hiding, Jiya, what's the matter?" He questioned, "I can help you". "I am not hiding anything Hussain!" I defended. He pierced my soul, searching for an answer and I couldn't resist. "He is my boyfriend!" I lied.

Hussain's POV

I felt the anger in my head. Why was Jiya protecting him? What was going on? The harder I got to knowing what was happening, the more difficult Jiya made things. However, her words shut me up. Her boyfriend? Those words echoed my ears for a few more seconds. All the moments that I spent with her flashed back before my eyes. I couldn't say anything else and I remained mum in front of her. The words didn't come out of my mouth. I stared at her black face and she looked disturbed. She turned her back away from me and walked away. "What about us?" I broke the silence and she halted. I moved to her and said, trying to retain my anger, "If he is your boyfriend then what about us?" She slowly turned back to me and I could see that she was hiding something; she couldn't eye contact me. "What about us Hussain?" "Wow, are you serious Jiya?" I asked as the anger got to my head. "What Hussain? Now that Sarah isn't here you suddenly want me?" She replied and I couldn't believe she just said that. This was what she thought about me? "I risked my life to save you, and this is what you think about me?" I fought back. "Are you reproaching me?" "Jiya please, tell me what's wrong? What happened to your apartment today? And those bruises on your hand?" I advanced to her and asked. "Nothing Hussain!" She fought back as if she didn't want me to touch her. "What's wrong with you? You are behaving weird." I asked and tried to see her reaction. "I'm not you are! What about us Hussain? What's there between us?" I slowly came to her, taking her hand in mine, "I have feelings for you Jiya. I don't know since when but I love you." I stayed quiet and so did she. She gave me a blank reaction and it broke my heart. I thought she felt the same but in the end it was nothing like that. She took her hand away from mine and replied, "I'm sorry Hussain, but I have a boyfriend." She replied coldly. This was the least reaction I expected from her. I stepped back one foot at a time and the tears formed in my eyes. I didn't want her to see me cry so I turned my back away from her. "So this is where everything changes right?" I asked hoping she would deny but she didn't say a single word. I got the answer, I left the room as I let the door slam behind me. I headed straight to my room, packing my things.

As soon as I reached my room, there was Shehry, filling my bag with my clothes and medicines. "Hey buddy are you okay?" Shehry asked as he noticed my troubled face. "Yeah I'm good, can we go home?" I asked blankly. "Yeah I'm done packing your bags, just have to sign the forms and we're done." He replied and I headed straight to the washroom to change my clothes. I couldn't get the thought of her out of my mind. I felt the anger, anguish, confused. I placed a hand on my chest and I felt my heart racing. I felt uneasy, something I couldn't describe. I didn't want to talk to anyone, I wanted to be left alone. She gave me all these signs, and now she says that she has a boyfriend? How could I digest that? Moreover, she thought I was using her to get over Sarah. I was troubled, I came out of my thoughts only to realise that I had left the tap open for some minutes now. I rinsed my face and exited the room.

Shehry and I walked the hallway of the hospital without anyone saying a single word. My thoughts were tangled, I didn't know what to think. I passed by Jiya's room and as soon as I peeked in, she was there standing at the door with Arzoo. Our eyes locked for a few minutes, my heart broke further by the sight of her. I hadn't love anyone else as much as I loved her. She stole a sight from me and looked down at her feet, twitching her toes, she was nervous. Arzoo and Shehry exchanged a few words but the whole world had disappeared around Jiya and I. We drowned in the seconds of awkwardness. She gave me a haunting look, but I couldn't look at her anymore, she wasn't going to be mine after all. I snapped out of my thoughts when Shehry placed his hand on my shoulder, asking me to leave. I moved my gaze away from Jiya and headed further down the hallway, for the administration desk. We completed the paperwork and exited the hospital.

Jiya's POV

As soon as he turned his back from me and walked away, it was when I knew that he couldn't be mine. He loved me and I would spend my whole life with just the thought of it rather than putting his life in danger. I knew very well what Ashar was capable of. "Are you okay?" Arzoo asked me. I took her hands in mine, sniffing and making sure my tears didn't fall on her palms. "Hu...Hussain told me he loves me." I admitted to Arzoo. I could see how her eyes lit up by my words. "He does? I knew it! And what did you say?" she asked hoping for the best. I took a deep breath and said, "I told him that I have a boyfriend." Arzoo's smile slowly faded away, giving me a disgusted look. "What, but why? You do love him right?" she asked. "I do, a lot, I haven't loved anyone the way I love him, but Ashar was here today Arzoo and he threatened me that he would harm Hussain if I didn't keep distance from him. I can't put his life in danger, this was the only way." I explained to her and sat desperately on my bed. Arzoo came to me and kneeled at my side, "No silly, Ashar will scare you only if you are alone, not if you have Hussain by your side. And I'm pretty sure he would do anything to protect you. You should tell him the truth." She advised me. My eyes turned teary, hesitant but maybe it was the right thing to do. I picked up my phone and dialled Hussain's number, it rang and I waited for him to pick up. He mustn't be too far. I waited for several minutes but he didn't answer. "Maybe he would take the call from my phone?" Arzoo suggested. She handed me over her phone and I dialled his number. In the middle of the call, my phone went on full volume. It was a private number, so I picked it up, "Hello Hussain?"

"tchut-tchut-tchut- wrong guess sweetheart" By the voice, my hands trembled and I could feel the sweat on my forehead. "How did you get my number?" I asked. "That's not important honey, what is important at the moment is where Hussain is. Oh right, he is right in front of me. Poor guy, sulken face, not knowing what is going to happen to him next." He said and laughed evilly. My eyes widened with fear and I dropped my phone running down to Hussain. I ignored the dizziness and I limped all the way down the building. I reached the gate and there was Hussain, standing at the side of the road waiting to cross. The cold struck my feet but I didn't bother. I ran to him and just as he was about to cross, I pulled him to me, dropping the bag of medicines that he was holding. I held him close in my arms, as if it was the last time. I heard his heart beat and it fastened. I clutched his jacket and pull him closer to me. "Jiya, are you okay, what happened?" he pulled back and asked me, "I love you, Hussain!" I cried in his arms and broke to the ground trailing along his sleeve. He took off his one layer jacket and put it around me, "I'm really sorry about what I said, I really love you!" I cried and cupped his cheek with my icy cold hand, he didn't look bothered though. He placed a warm kiss on my forehead and embraced me into his arms, "I love you too Jiya!"