The Life Of A Muslim Girl{Completed}

Chapter 17

Alisha'a POV

"You" I said. Tears spilling down. I look over to Zayn and he sat there in shock. He didn't move, he did'nt even blink. He was somewhere else. Not in this world. I got worried at the sight of him. I quickly wipe my tears.

"Zayn" I say. No response. He is lost somewhere else. It got me scared.

"Zayn" I shake his shoulder harshly and he returns here. He looks at me. Tears forming in his eyes. The bracelet falls from his hands, he gets up and leaves the room without any word. I pick up the bracelet from the ground and held it to my chest. I wore the bracelet in my hand in which I have scars. I look at the mirror and adjust my eyeliner and go out. I don't react at all. I laugh and talk when I go outside. I don't even tell Samreen about what happened. I stay cool. I didn't want to tell anyone. Truly, my heart was going to come out of my chest. I was worried aboout him. Zayn. What was he thinking?

"Alisha." Why did he go like that? Why did he leave me alone?

"Alisha?" Samreen's voice snap me out of my thoughts.

"Yea" I say and she looks at me with a concerned look.

"You alright?" She asks me. I give her a fake smile and nod. I want to slap myself for lying to her.

"Well it's time for me to go" She says her voice cracking. I pull her into a big hug and sob into her shoulders. This maybe our last hug. Never know when we will meet.

"Samreen and Alisha" A voice calls from behind. We break from the hug and look at the direction from where the voice came. It was Samreen's mother-in-law well my mother-in-law too. She gave us a sympathic smile. I think she knows how close we are.

"Alisha I want you to know that you can come anytime to meet Samreen. You're going to come to my house too. So don't worry." She says giving us a cheerful smile. Well that gives a bit hope. I look at Samreen with a frown and give her a big hug for last time. Samreen and everyone goes. Well, I'm gonna go home too. I go to Samreen's room to get my stuff. I take my bag and see the small box over there. Shit! I forgot to give her! It's a gift for Samreen, I bought it for her bithday. I'll give it to her tomorrow. I look at the room for one last time. All the sweet and fun memories came to my mind. The times when we used to fight over nothing, when I told her about me and Zayn, the news about her marrige. So many more memories. I sigh and go. We say our salam's to samreen's parents and leave. I stay silent through out the ride. I'm happy for samreen but Zayn. I'm worried him. I know he's hurt. The look on his face. That scene keeps replaying in my mind. I wish I would have never said it. We reach home, and I go straight up to my room. The coziness of my room welcomed me and i lay on my bed. My soft bed. I lay there for a while staring at the cieling. I get up and change into my black PJs. I call zayn. He doesn't pick up. I call him and no reply. I call him for the third time hoping he would pick up the call. I sigh when he doesn't. I leave him a text message and slept. Well not exactly, I couldn't sleep. Ofcourse I couldn't. I wish I could just go now and talk to him. But I couldn't. I stare at the blank white cieling, I find it quite intresting. After a while I slept I don't even know when.

I wake up at the yellow light hitting my face. This night was horrible. I had nightmares of Zayn. I remember in one nightmare I even cried when i opened my eyes. I go to the toilet and get bags under my eyes. I quickly fix up the mess. I quickly check my phone to see if he texted or called. No, nothing was there. I call him and he doesn't pick up. I check the time and it's 9am. I call Samreen. She picks up.