Iman◇3◇
"Do you really think I can enter my home peacefully without pissing you off atleast for a moment? Miss Iman Hassan Khan." He demanded with a smirk on his face.
"Uff! Whatever" I rolled my eyes, tucked my short wavy hair of the sides behind my ear and started walking as if nothing has happened. The day He will act normal will be a freezing day in hell.
"Mam, are you ignoring me? Can't believe this!" Ahad rested his hand on hid forehead.
"A BESTFRIEND ignoring another BESTFRIEND!" He exaggerated the term 'BESTFRIEND'.
"What would the world think of us, think of me! OMG!!" He started looking up at the sky.
"My God, help me with this lady, she is ignoring me." He closed his eyes, still resting one hand on his forehead as if he is truly in grief while completing his dialogue perfectly with his over dramatic gestures.
"OH Pleaaseee. For God's Sake Stop being dramatic" I stared walking again and brushed off his side while continuing with my words.
Oh Khuda! he can win an Oscar for such an acting.
"You are being dramatic Mr Ahad Shah, and stop exaggerating the word 'bestfriend'. Listen," I took a deep breath
"I am tired right now and shut the hell up. I really want to go hom--"
I couldn't even completely utter the word 'Home'. When he suddenly he grapped me by my wrist, closing our distance by putting other hand around my arm and yanking me towards him.
Ya Khuda! I can feel his warm breath touching my skin and soft gaze looking
Warm Breath touching my skin and soft gaze looking concerned while going deep into my soul. His warm molten cobalt like hands on my arm and wrist. He looked at me with his concerning gaze I--
TETH TEHTH TEHTHHHH!!! Horns of cars, laughter, yelling, shouting and curse filled the atmosphere and we both realized we are in public near THE BUSY ROAD! I immediately moved a step back and he withdrew his hands from my body. Coolness replaced the warm regions
"Don't worry, no one would have noticed us being so close in this busy world" Ahad whispered in my ear. I don't understand why the hell I am still here, God, what's happening in my stomach, I blame boiled eggs that I had in breakfast. I have them often though they never created any problem like this. But still!
"Get off me" I said looking straightly in his eyes. I would have sworn he was trying to hold back a laugh. "I don't care even if the whole world would have seen it". I snapped back, sitting on saddle area of my cycle ready to flee away but before I could move an inch. Ahad grapped the front set of the cycle forcing me to stay. "What the hell do you think you're doing man!" I said in frustratation.
"Wait for me" Ahad cried still holding it, I tried to move but his grip was too strong and immovable.
"Listen carefully" I said cool maintaing my cold face with exasperated expression. "I. Want. To. Go. Home." I pushed him, and started riding my cycle at alarming speed. My knuckles turned white and my legs hurted with the supersonic speed I was riding my cycle at."Hey,Miss!" Ahad shouted loud and clear from behind "Wait for me,how can you move away from like that!"