Chapter Eighteen - Love? The words I couldn't say - I love you

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I was in a very big shock when he said that, I didn't know what to do or even what to say. He looked deep into my eyes and my heart was beating fast looking deep imto his eyes made me fall in love so I lowered my gaze really quick. I'm Muslim I can't date unless it's a halal way.

"Zaid actually... I'm... s-sorry!" The words finally came out. "I can't go out with you because I'm Muslim plus I can't do this since all this is haram, we muslim's don't do datings and all those kind of things all of those comes after marriage so I'm really sorry?" That came out more like a question, I'm a total mess and I feel bad but he's not Muslim such a waste. He moved his hand away and placed it in his pocket.

"Do you think I confessed without knowing that? It's okay you can keep my heart if you want but just don't break it I will be back soon enough." He said and then left he was out of sight, did he just leave me?

"No, I didn't leave you let's go I will take you home, just in case you thought maybe I left you, even if I wanted to I can't since you have my heart I need to protect you. I don't want my heart to be in pain while losing someone who's holding my whole heart." To this I seriously blushed, how did he know about what I was thinking? He is seriously strange but I like it... kidding.

Zaid's P.O.V.

I can't believe that I just confessed to her. But why did I not say that I love her? Oh man what a life I have got there. I walked as she followed behind me, I went to where I parked my BMW car and held the door for her to go in but she just stood there looking at me and then at the ground.

"Is something wrong? You can get in, I promise I won't harm you. I will just give you a lift home, is that ok?" I asked while forcing a smile on my face. She did look worried which made me worried too.

"That's fine but you know I can walk I feel like it's too much for you." She said as she placed her hand under her scarf at the back of her neck, she looked so cute that I felt the need to preotect this girl for the rest of my life.

"Okay then let's walk." I suggested.

"No... I will just get it." She went in and sat down and that's when I closed the door and jogged to the other side to the driver seat. I opened the door and went in, I put my seat belt on for safety and checked if Arhama did too and she honestly did, she's a good girl. I started driving and went to the the place she told me as directed. It didn't even take long it was like five miuntes but maybe it would have been ten minutes by walk. I parked near the house and looked at it. It was very small compared to my house everything looked mysterious, but I ignored it.

"Thank you, I hope you don't do this next time because then I wouldn't know how repay you." She said as she took her seat belt off, opened the car door, and off she goes in her own world like nothing happened, why do I keep on wanting to do what she told me to stop doing, I'm getting very weird I can't even understand myself. I kept my eyes on her until she went inside the house 'one, two, and three' I counted in my head and the lights went on.

Khadija's P.O.V.

It's been a month since I have been discharged finally the feeling of being home again amazed me. Everything seemed so amazing, I was on my bed waiting for Ismael to come he's been coming quiet late these days, and he get's bigger and bigger. I mean his muscles does I'm wondering what this guy does. He's getting very quiet and it feels like he's far from me, he keeps a lot of secrets makes me want to follow him and watch what he does, but let's not get into deep thoughts because they are heart-breaking, and being the girl I was I think I'm head-over-heels about his worrying guy. The door opened and I straight away knew it was Ismael I run off the bed to go and see him. He's eyes were red not too red maybe it's because he is tired. His messy hair, the tight top he wore showe's of his tight chest muscles on the top it says 'touch me if you dare' making girls go crazy, agh what shall I do about this guy? I feel like going there and ripping off that top hes wearing and his other ones too and then go shopping and buy him baggy stuff, it's making me go crazy. His cute soft lips and his eyes they were sad, okay I know that doesn't make sense but I can see it from his eyes and the forced smile on his lips.

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