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Point of view: Mahir's POV....
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And she dozed off.... Drunk Bela.... She is not dangerous.... But.... She is cute.... God but the way she threw up on that drunkard.... Well that's like my bitch.... Now let's take her to the hotel....
Thinking this I picked her up in my arms, then I went towards my car.... Goddamn.... How I managed to reach here only I know.... First of all when I heard her voice over call, I knew that she is drunk.... Then without wasting a second I tracked her phone to know her location.... This pub was at an hour distance from the hotel.... And I covered that one hour distance in 15 minutes.... I am realising just now that I have broken many traffic rules to reach here.... But I don't care.... All I want her to be safe....
"And why do you want her to be safe? You only want her to get hurt right?" , My conconcious yelled at me from inside....
"No... I just want her to face what I faced.... I lost my love because of her.... But she is not the only one who is at fault.... But all I know is.... Bela deserves something bad.... But this is the worst.... To snatch her memories.... I can't do this.... It's not me.... " , I yelled back to my subconscious making it silent....
As I was driving back to hotel Bela opened her eyes for a second calling my name.... As I looked at her she was giving horrified expressions....
"Bela are you okay?"
"Mm... Mahir.... I need to throw up again.... I am not feeling well...."
"Wait I am parking.... Just wait...."
I told her this but then I couldn't find a spot to park the car.... But.... I can't make her wait when she is not feeling good at all.... So in no second I stopped my car midway only.... And then.... I started searching for something on which she can throw up.... Finding nothing in my car, I took off my jacket and gave it to her....
She looked up at the jacket and then at me.... With her blurry vision she took a second to focus....
"I am going out Mahir.... I need to throw.... Throw up...."
"No wait.... It's not safe to step out just now.... It's desolate here.... Take my jacket.... You can use it.... I am opening the window glass wait...."
Then I helped her by rubbing her back again.... God.... Why did she get so drunk? She should not if she can't handle this.... Just when she was done with throwing up again, she lied down on her seat and then she was looking indisposed....
"You okay? Water?"
Saying this I offered her water....
As she was drinking water I was looking in other direction when I heard sobs....
Turning my head in her direction here she was sobbing....
"What happened? Bela? You fine?"
"My... My laptop.... My pics.... Mom.... "
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Made In Hell (Completed)
FanfictionLove at first sight they talk about.... Match made in heaven they say.... But what happens when they fall in "Hate at first sight"...?? When they are so incompatible and are full of hate towards each other, they can't be called a "Match made in heav...
