ISHQ

chapter 1

It was her best friend's wedding. In a hall full of guests a small figure ran from one point to another to see if everything was perfect for the bride's entrance.

"Eshmal.."

Her flowy pink anarkali twirled around her as she turned around swiftly upon her name being called. Her jhumkas which were left uncovered by her hijab twirled along with her movement hitting her jaw softly making a jingling sound because of the bells hanging from them. The pink scarf radiated a soft pink glow on her face as she trotted towards her friend's mother.

"Yes aunty?" She walked over to the short bubbly woman. She embraced Eshmal and introduced her to the guests.

"Meet Eshmal. My second daughter." Ruzina  introduced her to the nice looking lady. Eshmal paid her salam and hurriedly tried ending the conversation since the nervous bride was calling her over and over again. Excusing her self she made a run for the bridal room but ended up bumping into someone, hard enough to knock her down.

She was about to fall down when the person held her by her arm. Steadying her. Eshmal opened her one eye upon not feeling the ground. She opened both her eyes only to have them clash with a pair of deep black ones. She rubbed her nose a little which hurt after colliding with the person's hard chest.

She lowered her eyes and mumbled a quick sorry to the guy. Zayn gazed at the tiny figure held by his hand. Her brown eyes seemed to melting into pools of dark chocolate as she innocently gaze at him. The girl lowered her eyes and mumbled something softly which went past his ears as he kept gazing at her.

Eshmal tried moving but his grip on her arm was preventing her from making any movement. She cleared her throat to grab his attention but he seemed to be in a haze. His eyes flickered from her one feature to another.

Her almond shaped eyes enhanced with light eye makeup and long lashes. The simple golden nose ring that made her small nose look even more adorable. Her pink lips pursed in a thin line. His eyes snapped to her as she snapped her fingers infront of his face with eyebrows raised in annoyance.

"Hatjayi please. Humme der horahi hai" she said. Her voice silky and soft to his ears.(Move please. I'm getting late)

"Yeah. Go ahead" Zayn said clearing his throat and moving to the side. With a small grateful smile she walked a few steps only to have her dupatta yanked back.

Zayn turned to look at her when he felt his wrist being tugged back. They both turned around to find Eshmal's embroidered dupatta caught in the bottom of his blazer's sleeve.

Eshmal's eyes snapped to his then went back to her dupatta. Her shoulders slouched and heaving a sigh she walked closer to him. Pulling his hand up she got to her work of untangling the threads.

Zayn gazed at her. How her lashes shadowed her brown eyes. Her cheeks red from the awkward situation. Her slender fingers sported with a big Afghani ring and long well manicured nails. According to him her jhumkas were quite big for her small face but they only made her look more adorable.

"Sorry" she cackled nervously. She felt all jittery in a weird way to be this close to a man. She was immediately out of sight after freeing her dupatta. Zayn stared at her retreating back as she disappeared in the bridal room.

Eshmal felt his gaze on her. She felt her face getting warmer and heart beating violently without her knowing why.

"Where have you been?" The bride yelled making her roll her eyes at her obnoxious nervousness.

"Laiba baby you're getting married not slaughtered" Eshmal sighed before helping her outside the hall ready for her entrance.

"Haan tu" Laiba said jumping from one foot to another.(Yeah so)

Thr song started playing and the floral canopy was spread over the bride's head. Eshmal guided her to the stage with Laiba's mother on the other side. Laiba's family consisted of her mother and her only. Her father died last year making it even hard for her to deal with the wedding.

Zayn was busy scrolling through his important messages when the lights dimmed and the spotlight fell on the bride. His eyes on their own went to the girl dressed in pink who smiled for the camera as the photographer stopped them for entry photos.

Zayn directed his phone to the lady in pink taking a picture of her. He didn't know why but he just wanted to capture this beauty in his memory and his heart. Her dimpled smile made his heart skip multiple beats at the same time.

Eshmal felt a heated gaze on her and turned her head to her left only to have her eyes clash with familiar black ones. Her eyes flickered to the flash that flashed from his phone. Her eyes widened as she glared at him but in return for flustered as the man smirked and winked at her. She hated to admit but that smirk did something to her heart.Settling Laiba on the stage Eshmal marched over to the man who dared to take a picture of her without her permission.

"Give me your phone" Eshmal said to him. Zayn raised a perfect eyebrow at her.

"Why?" Zayn's rich and deep voice made her heart flutter. She had a hard time keeping eye contact with this hunk of a man.

"Why did you take my picture? Delete it at once" she said in a firm voice. Zayn smirked at her already red cheeks and fluttering eyelashes.

He leaned forward making her lean back. "What if I don't" he whispered getting super close to her making her eyes go wide. His nose grazed hers making her take a step back only to be trapped between him and the table..

Assalamualikum guys how are you all?

So here an update.

I'm republishing this story again. Just as it was just with minor changes.

hope you like it.

Comment and tell me how it is.

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