"i had some family problems going on, it's common" he said.

um ok sounds dramatic. i love drama.

"tell me about it" i ask him.

"my father abuses my mother, emotionally and physically. i took her hospital last week because the injuries got serious." sigh.

ok i think i don't love drama.

"why doesn't she considers divorce?" i ask him.

"apparently she loves him" he said.

"the more you beat a woman, the more she loves you" i said.

"what?" he was disgusted.

"no i don't support domestic violence but i read this line somewhere and it's been in my head ever since. it's sadly true for most women. " i said.

"that's sad" he said.

"are you kinky?" i ask him.

he came closer to me and

"very much" he whispers in my ear.

he was talking about his poor mother and i am thinking of kinky stuff i am so evil.

malik keeps calling me again.

this guy isn't gonna leave me alone.

rayan sees his name and becomes furious again.

"ok stop being jealous" i tell him.

"i am not" he defends himself.

he definitely is.

"i am sorry if you think i am too controlling.
" he said.

i love it to be honest.

"it's okay " i said.

we finish our lunch together while we talk and he's sooo funny, my stomach hurts laughing. his humor is really great.

and i tell him goodbye and go to cafeteria where malik was waiting for me.

13 missed calls.

"what's your problem" i ask him.

"my problem is you don't give me time" he said.

"and why should i give you time" i asked him.

he became angry and left the cafeteria. i sit there and block him from every app and his calls and messages.

we live in a same house yet he acts too clingy by calling me and messaging me.

"hey princess" i get a message from an unknown number and i exactly know who is it. i start smiling and blushing and people beside me might think i am crazy but again who cares.

"who are you?" i ask him just to tease him.

"who else calls you princess?"

i am giggling.

"well, many people" i texted.

"ok. i am your milkman. this is my new number"

he seems annoyed enough.

"i think i really like this milkman" i texted.

"and i think the milkman really really likes you too" he texted.

i am blushing so hard.

"why you blushing?" he texted.

"i am not"

"welll, you are. (:" he texted.

how does he know.

i look up to see if he's somewhere near me and he's not.

"how do you know " i ask.

"i know about you more than you know about yourself princess" he texted.

"in just less than a month?" i texted.

rayan's pov:

it's been 6 years now.

nora's pov:

"well, yes" he texted.

i feel spiritually connected to him. i actually do believe in soulmates nonsense.

"okay gtg " i texted him.

"take care of yourself, you're precious <3" he texted.

"you too cutie" i texted.

i go back to class and there's something i gotta do now for rayan's sake because i can't see his hurtful eyes one more time because of malik so i got to change my place.

but for that i gotta make a friend and that's a very very difficult task.

there are girls here talking without shutting up.

i hate extroverts.

i am shy and private and reserved, it takes me atleast 7 months to open up to someone about my favourite colour.

but it was different with rayan, i don't know.

so i am gonna make a friend. firstly, i hate people and secondly i am scared of friendships because what if they hurt me or betray me or break my trust or gossip about me behind my back.

it's ok nora you're just choosing a sitting partner not a life partner relax.

i see a cute girl sitting alone on the last second bench. she's silent, i love silent people. they don't talk a lot and hurt my head.

i go and sit beside her.

"hey" i said.

"hi" she said softly, she seems kind and sweet.

"can i please sit here" i ask.

"sure, i was sitting alone anyway" she said.

ok that's enough social interaction for today.

malik comes in the class and he's shocked seeing me change my place and he comes near me and forces me to sit with him and he says he's sorry and he tries a lot to persuade me but sorry malik it's about something else, i just can't hurt rayan.

after several failed attempts he goes back to his seat defeated.

few lectures passed and all i wanna do is sleep, how do people even listen to classes.

and it's almost evening and time to go home, everyone's packing up and the senior group which visited our class in the morning shows up again.

"please donate whatever you could, money or clothes. the donation camp would be set up this saturday near the ground. i am looking forward to see most of you participate in this charity event" rayan says. his voice is so hot. i am wet. i mean, i spilled water over me.

he noticed me changing my place and he smiled a little seeing me.

that smile. that damn smile.

we go home and malik annoyed me alll the way in the car asking me why i changed the place, honestly he's so irritating.

"malik i know you're my brother and i care for you but you can't decide where i sit" i tell him.

"brother? i am not your brother. cousins are not siblings, we are allowed to marry according to our religion" he said.

ok something is really creepy rn.

"shut up weirdo" i tell him.

me marry him? never in a billion years.

i go to my room and i find a box and put the flowers he gave me in them after kissing each flower for approximately 7 minutes.

i might sound crazy but i will preserve these flowers till i die.

ok but why didn't he text me already.

shall i text first.

no. sperm swims to the egg.

after 3 hours of waiting i finally get his text.

it said "how are you princess"

in love, rayan.