Destined To Be (Ongoing)

chapter 25

The days went by lazily, turning into weeks and then to a month...

Yes.... it had been nearly a month now since my marriage,... Or should I say arrangement with Haaris.

I was getting used to it now..

After that incident with me cleaning the kitchen, he never came so close to me and I was grateful for it.

We sometimes made small talk but the awkardness was still evident between us..

All days were almost the same..
I made breakfast, we ate in silence, then Haaris would go to work and I would make myself busy with either cleaning or reading..

I would sometimes talk to Shanzay or layla, but they didn't know anything about my "relationship" with Haaris.

I had started talking to mom, but just for the sake of formality.

I still needed time.. I guess..

On weekends, Haaris would take me for shopping or sightseeing..

I wasn't much interested in the former so we would just go for grocery shopping..
But I loved Shimla, so I cherished those precious moments when I would be lost in nature.

Haaris never invaded my personal space, but he would just look at me and smile and say nothing..

Although he seemed like an ordinary man, he was hard to figure out.

From what I knew of living with him, he was a sweet and innocent guy but sometimes he would just not talk for days or would be lost in his thoughts.

And when I would come in front of him, he would blatantly ignore me or would not look me in the eye..
It was so confusing..

But I had never seen him angry..

How could someone be so cool, calm and collected all the time??

For most of the time, he would be engrossed in his work and I was not complaining..
I liked to be by myself.

I had came to know a certain things about him as well...

Like, he had a habit of running his hands through his hair when he was nervous...
He liked Chinese and Italian food, but hated anything sweet other than chocolate cake..
I mean how can someone have a sweet tooth only for chocolate cake??

He liked reading Rumi and Khalil Jibran..
He did not like attention, this we had in common..

He loved the color black...

I mean it was obvious because the man literally had loads of black shirts, T-shirts and black suits..

He liked wearing shades but hated watches as he always seemed to forget them..

He was very protective about his car and his video games..

Yes.... the man was a child when it came to video games..

He had a huge collection of it and would forget the world when playing..

It was strange how I knew so many things about him in just a month.

He, on the other hand, would know nothing about me till now, I bet.

The only thing I hated about him was that he was a mess creator.

He would literally throw everything everywhere and I would go around putting them in place, but never told him off...

I would curse him inwardly but never said anything on his face..

It was nearly a month and I was now getting bored our of my mind..

One day, I decided to take a walk as I thought I had gotten familiar with the routes by now, but oh boy.... How wrong I was..

I was terrible at remembering places and streets..

It was about 6 in the evening, and I thought that I would return in about an hour or two.

I reached a place where there were trees of all sorts surrounding a clearing..
The sun was about to set and the view was breathtaking.
I reached down my handbag to grab my phone so that I could catch this moment on camera, but groaned seeing that the battery had died..

It was late now and I started walking back towards home.

I stopped in my tracks when I realised that I had come too far and now did not remember the way back..
I looked around but there was  no one in sight.

I started panicking but then I heard some people talking..

I walked towards the voices or should I say ran..
But I was very wrong..

There was a group of about 3-4 boys aged around 20 smoking and laughing.

They didn't look friendly at all..
I turned back and was about to leave when one of them said loudly..

"Hey...are you lost baby girl? "

I laughed inwardly when he called me a girl.. Because I was older then them and was not certainly a girl for them..

But I mentally slapped myself for finding humor in this situation.

Although I was older, but they could easily do anything to me as I was short and not much strong compared to them..

I kept walking praying that they would leave me alone, but they had other plans..

They were now following me, passing lewd comments and laughing..

I was scared to death and started running.
But they were fast enough..
One of them stopped me by holding my arm ina tight grip...
While the other three surrounded me..

"Hey... don't be scared... we're just here to help.. "
The one holding my hand came very close and was tracing my cheek with his other hand.

He reeked of alcohol and cigarettes..

He was strong and double my size...

He wore an old jacket and had a tattoo on his neck..
I felt bile rising up my throat seeing his movements on my face.

"P.. P.. Please let me go.. Take my phone and jewellery but please let me go. "

Tears started falling down my cheeks and I tried to wiggle out of his grip , but in vain..

They all laughed maniacally..

"Oh.. Do you think we need money.? Keep your money for yourself you b***h.. . We will leave you after we are done. "

He reached towards my scarf and I instinctively kicked him in the stomach although I was aiming lower..

He cried in pain and I took this opportunity to run for my life..

The other two took hold of me and I screamed..

I screamed the only name that came to my mind...

"HAARIS... "

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A/N:

Hey guys,  this has been my longest chapter so far..
Hope you enjoyed it. 🥰🥰

Dedicated to:
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