Azaadiyan

Part 21- Mine

Asiyah's POV.

After school, I didn't had to wait at all because Azaan's car was already there so I hopped in.

I looked at him and he had a serious emotionless face on.

"Azaan?" I called for his name.

"we'll talk once home" he said before driving.

I really want to know how come he was at my school and why didn't he tell me.

Why does he sound so annoyed?

We made it home and I went to change in my room.

I changed into comfortable clothes that I basically sleep in which is a light pink sweatshirt and a black pair of leggings.

I took off my hijab and let my curly hair open. It's the best feeling after wearing it the whole day.

I opened my door and was face to face with a shirtless Azaan.

I covered my eyes only for him to move my hands away from my face.

"stop hiding, I already told you about this before" he said.

I opened my eyes trying to keep my focus on his face and not his bear chest.

"Why aren't you wearing a shirt?" I asked.

He got into my room and closed the door behind.

What is he trying to do?!

He approached me getting close to me as I was taking steps behind each time he would take a step further.

I ended up falling on my bed and he was staring at me.

I brought my hands on my chest and looked at him with confusion.

"wh-what do you want?" I asked.

He got on top of me caging me with his arms.

"you've really been playing my feelings for the past days" he said.

"What do you mean?" I don't get it.

"you know exactly what I mean" he said.

"w-we can talk about this" I said trying to move but he pinned me back to the bed.

"Who was that guy?" he asked.

"who?" I asked.

"the guy that was sitting next to you in class" he said.

"a friend" I said.

"why is there so many guys around you? do you flirt with them or-"

I pushed him on the side and got on top of him this time.

"No I don't flirt with other guys and no I'm not playing you at all mister Azaan, I respect myself so stop doubting me...I can't believe you think this way of me?" I said about to move away but he grabbed me and got up from the bed.

Now he was holding me to his torso as he was holding me tightly close to him.

"I know you don't, I just want it to provoke you" he said.

"Let me down" I said looking away and not believing what he just said.

He still said it that means he thought about it.

"Look at me Asiyah" he said.

I don't want to.

"please look at me" he said.

And my dumbass looks at him right away.

He connected his forehead with mine and took a breath.

"I know I messed up, I'm sorry you're married with a guy that has jealousy issues" he said.