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Zeeniya

"I swear I wouldn't be mad at him if he got married without my permission but renting his place to him, that's kinda unforgivable." I slurped my Dr.Pepper which filled my mouth with a frenzy feel.

"You would have. I know you, Zeen. If he got married without your consent, you would be chasing him down the road with a rolling pin." Jason said, earning a few tired chuckles from the overly exhausted guys.

"I would never ever do that. Right guys ?" I crossed my arms and looked unexpectedly at Sid who was slightly snoring with his head down on the table. My eyes shifted towards Garrett who was so engrossed in his phone that he didn't even notice a group of guys standing behind him, peeking at his phone.

I turned back to Jason was has a mischievous smile plastered on his face. Once I realized his expression, my mouth was slightly opened.

"You think I'm acting like a....like a.......girl ?"
My eyes literally popped out of their sockets.

"I didn't wanna say it. Leave it dude. I mean he didn't ask your opinion about renting his place. You are fretting over it like a girl. You are over reacting."

"I agree with him." Sid mumbled, raising his head

"Well, what can I say when my own friends are proving me wrong......" Getting up, I slung my bag over my shoulder, and gathered my book that were sprawled on the library table.

"I think you guys are out if your mind !" And with that I stomped out of the library, receiving a glare from the snobby librarian.

~*~

Did I really act like a girl ? Its just Adam and I are joined to the hip since forever. We consult each other for everything. And suddenly he rented off our hangout space to someone how to piss of each of my nerve.

The view in front me was beyond beautiful. Imperial College was located in the suburbs of London. A small part was River Thames splashed it's water along the perfectly aligned trees and grass covered mounds. The sunlight perfectly hit the water making it shine.
It was located on the top most floor of the college which had a small balcony kind of space. Nobody knew about it except for a few.

"You did act like a girl."

My heart leapt out of the ribcage at the sudden sound, which sounded more like a fire alarm in the middle of the night.

I did it again ! Why can't my brain think silently ?

Slowly cursing myself, I spinned around, I found him situated a few feet away from me. His hands stuffed in his pocket and his gaze fixed on the view behind me. Out of all the people in my college he has to be the one hearing me pouring my heart to myself.

"None of your business." I replied rather rudely, concealing the embarrassment producing inside me.

"Well....it kind of is my business since I'm the one causing all of it. If you want I can move out. Its not a big deal, you know. What do you say ?" Sincerity reflected from his voice but I still didn't wanna believe.

I kept quiet, words didn't make we from my mouth. It has been a week since that 'encounter' and I was avoiding Nayal like plaque.

"I guess you don't want to accept the fact that you were being a little judgmental."

I shot my head towards him, urging to throw him off the balcony. But when I faced him, my knees felt like wobbly jelly. My hearts did all kind of aerobics and my heart played like a drum.
My vision blurred, only making his hazel orbs visible.

She was splashing water on me and Zayd.
The white sand made it difficult to run after us.
Her laughter echoed in the almost empty beach.
The green flowy dress swayed in with the wind.
Dad placed a small Peck on her lips.
Suddenly everything is dark, the weird pungent smell spread everywhere, sucking life out of all of us.
Her shout. I called after her. There is only one thing clear ; those hazel eyes.
And then woof ! Its all gone.

Stumbling my step,I tightened my grip on the balcony rod. Managing quick deep breaths I composed myself, just enough to
Nayal taking a step towards me. My sensory nerves reacted faster than ever, causing me to move back along the railing.
How can his eyes remind me of Mum ? Its not that her eyes were hazel, hers were lively blue unlike my dead blue ones.

"You alright ? It seems like you've seen a ghost." His stare locked on me.
You can call it a ghost.

"I could take you to the nurse or maybe I should grab you some juice." His fingers slightly brushed on my shoulder before I roughly shrugged them off.

"Its none of your darn business. You get it ! And don't you dare ever touch me." Flames of anger flared in my eyes. How the hell did he touch me ?

I know I'm kinda bipolar.

"Come on yaar. You were gonna faint. You wouldn't want me you carry you bridal style to the hospital, would you ?" An amused smile playing in his lips.

"You ass..." I half cursed as she cut me in the middle. That pervert !
Astaghfirullah

"Na na na. No swearing or cursing Zeeniya. You are good girl, right ?"

I have two options right now; either I jump of this balcony or throw him off. But as both suicide and murder is Haraam, I guess I have to find another way.

"Don't clench your jaw that much or you'll break all your teeth." He laughed at his own comment.

"What. Is. Your. Problem ?" I was tired of fighting with him for the last week.

"You ! You are my problem ! I moved here thinking I would have 'peaceful' year. Everything was perfectly fine till I met you."

Till you stalked me, you moron.

You wanna know why I followed you ? Because I saw your frame at Adam'a apartment and when I got the email regarding the project partner, I thought 'why not look who she is ?' You are angry at your best friend because of an idiotic thing. You are really messed up Zeeniya." He voice becoming a bit softer at the end.

I closed my eyes, absorbing his words.

"Well, I think that was a very moving speech." Giving him a taunting smile, I moved towards the opposite direction, leaving a very annoyed and angered Nayal.

Now this is what i call satisfying.

Nayal

She is not what I expected her to be. I thought she would have ran away and cry her heart out after my blunt and offensive confession.

Shaking my head, I met Adam on my way to the gym. Seeing my face, he wiped his sweaty forehead with a towel and spoke.

"You had an encounter with Zeen, didn't you ?"

"Yeah. Why would there be a frown on this beautiful face ?" I gestured a hand over my face.

"Hahaha. I think that's a talent you have. Making someone hate you at the very first meeting. A big round of applause for you, amigo." Both of us laughed heading towards the lockers.

Living with Adam was easy. He wasn't messy or had stinky and dirty clothes around. The best thing was that he is a Muslim and there was no worries for Halal food.

"Whats your plan for the day ?" I asked him as we both made our way to our respective rides.

"We are going to Omar's possible future in laws."

Zeeniya

Currently I was sitting on the sofa, a fake smile stuck in my face, my hands toying with the hem of my Jordan sweatshirt.
At times I feel what would by life be if I hadn't been born with a desi life but then it is as impossible as diet potato chips.

Dad was sitting in front me laughing along with Uncle Nasir, Adam and Zayd were busy with Wania's brother and Dani who was literally dragged out of the house by Dad, was busy in his phone. Why am I showing courtesy and not taking out phone to get hooked to Quiz Up ?
Because whenever I half pull out my phone with the new black skull cover, Dad shoots be dagger and I being the obedient daughter, do as he say.

Omar was the only one who wasn't engaged in any conversation. Well, how could he ? He was busy rubbing his hands and cracking his fingers and was on the verge of having a nervous breakdown.

"C man, don't be such a girl. Man up. Straighten your back, take a deep breath." I tilted to my left and whispered in Omar's ear.

He first stared at me and then did what I said.

"Dust off your jacket and now stick a finger in your nose." And that idiot actually did that.
He actually sat there in a girl's house, asking her parents permission for their marriage.... with a finger stuck in his nose.

"Get lost Zeen, you are no hel...." He didn't get to complete his sentence as that harami's gaze was fixed on a figure standing erect by the door frame.

A/N. Zeeniya's outfit. ❤

Well....I wasn't planning on doing Nayal's POV but I just did. Couldn't help it.

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