Okay! So I know I said I won't start it until one of my books is completed but I'm just so excited!

So here goes nothing!

Again another cover by me! Tell me how it is?

Do tell me how it is, the chapter. Please!

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Amna's POV:

I was looking down at him. He was sitting down on his knees with one of his hands grasping mine and the other held a blue box which was now open. It had a beautiful ring in it.

Of course he was proposing me.

"I love you Amna! Will you marry me and be my queen?" He asked.

But beta ji, I'm one of a kind. Itni asani se 'Haan' nahi bolon gi! 

"But why me? You could've asked many girls out there and they wouldn't have said no. So why me? What's so special about me?" I asked even though agar wo kisi aurs larki ko yeh bolta na tou mein uss ki gichi maror deti! In other words, uss ka gala doba deti. I would've murdered him or myself. Agar mein suicide kar ti na tou bhoot ban kar uss ki puri zindagi uss ko tang karti.

He smiled and looked in my eyes and stood up. He then slightly frowned at what I said and I tried to keep my face straight and not burst out laughing at his silly face.

"Yaar mein tum se pyar karta hoon! Un sab se nahi! Your different and that's why I love you! Wo sab larkian, wo mujh per nahi meri daulat per marti hain, wo sab meri shakal se pyar karti hain, mujh se nahi!" He said and I just stared at him.

"Tum un sab se alag ho! You never judged me, you didn't like me because I'm famous or because of my looks! Yaad hai Jab hum pehli bar mile the? Tum ne kya kia tha and then we got in a fight? I was amazed ke what is it about this girl that she still looks at me like an ordinary person! That's what I wanted my whole life. I wanted people to look at me like they would at an ordinary person and you gave me that! So will u marry me Amna?" He asked hopefully know sitting down on his knees again.

He looked at me hopefully while I was thinking about what he just said!

Am I really that special to him?

Nahi samajh aaya? Acha chalo, let's go into a Flashback! I'll tell you the whole story. C'mon!

*3 years earlier* (still Amna's POV)

"Amna beta. Amna beta chalo utho! Shabaash. Chalo jaldi se utho warna late ho jao gi." These were the words that kept ringing in my ears while I shoved my head under my pillow, irritated.

"Acha na mama. Uth jati hoon. Bas 5 min aur" I said in my sleep and closed my eyes. Just then I heard the door close and then again open.

"But only 5 mins. And you better be awake when I come back warna barf wala pani dal doon gi" She said warning me and honestly, wo sach mein dal bhi deti hain. I took my phone in my hand and set an alarm for 5 mins later cause I don't want to take a bath with ice cold water and that too on my bed.

I closed my eyes and rested my head on my pillow and sighed. Kam az kam 5 min tou mile. I then closed my eyes and then after like 2 or 3 mins, I felt something trickling down my neck and it was really cold. I literally jumped up and screamed while the cold water ran down my back. My whole bed was wet and so was I. I saw mom standing there, laughing.

"Haha very funny" I said and crossed my arms over my chest.

"Mommm! My 5 mins aren't over yet. Why'd you do thatt?" I whined and all she could say was

"Oops, I thought 5 mins ho gae hain. But you have to agree the look on your face was really funny." She said, laughing more.

My mom is like a best friend to me. She never behaves like a mom should. I mean yeah sure, she's there for me through hard times but except for all the hard times, she's like a best friend.  Wo best friend jis se mein har baat share karti hon and she isn't like 'yeh kya kia beta, you shouldn't have done that' etc. Like when I have some paper in my hand, and I'm too clumsy to keep it in my bag, she's all like:

'Kis ne diya. Hot tha? Love letter hai? Dekhao tou sahi parhte hain kya likha hai!'

Can you imagine your mom acting like that? No? Well I'm not imagining it either. I actually have a mom who behaves like that. But I love her. She's the best mom ever!

I went to the washroom and took a bath, washed my face and brushed my teeth. I went to my wardrobe and picked black denim jeans and a top which had a design printed on it of the colours blue, purple, pink and many other shades of these colours and it had a black background. I wore my black snickers with it and let my hair down. I then wore a black scarf around my neck with it.

I went downstairs only to see mom in the kitchen. I walked over to her and greeted her but not in a way you normally greet your mom.

"Hey beautiful" I said as I walked up to her and peaked to see what's cooking. I lightly pecked her cheeks. 

"Hello beautiful!" She said, earning a chuckle from me. 

"Good mom, your doing great." I said patting her back and she jerked her imaginary collars up.

"Okay, mom I'm going! Byee" I said as I walked towards the door.

"Byee and beta..." She stopped in mid-sentence and I looked back at her.

"Haan mom, I'll take care of myself! Don't worry" I said and smiled at her. As I was about to close the door, I heard her voice.

"Beta nashta tou kar lo!" She said. 

"Don't worry mom! I'll eat something on my way to college" I said opening the door again and smiled at her. She smiled back. I then closed the door and walked towards my super sexy car. My Lamborghini. Yup, I had a car of my own and that too a pretty sexy one.

My dad was one of the largest business tycoons. But he's still the best dad in the world. He gives me his time, more then I need and fulfills my ever single dream. Ain't he the best daddy? Yeah, I just said ain't. Any problem? If so, usse apne pass hi rakho.

I sat in my car and went to pick up my two best friends, Aaila and Sila. After picking them up, we went to Starbucks and ordered our favorites. Then we were on our way to college. Even though my dad was really rich, I still didn't act like most girls do.I guess I got that quality from my mom, as she doesn't act like it too. She still wears shalwar kameez and a stall is a must. Almost everyone's my friend.

I hope my day goes well and I don't meet that dork. Allah kare usse koi disease ho jae, like not a serious one but just a common one, and wo pura week na aa sake. Jis din yeh ho gaya, I would be the happiest person alive.

He's the one person whom I despise. That boy gives me the creeps. Agar ajj uss ne mujh se larne ki koshish ki na tou mein uss ka gala doba doon gi!

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Okay so please please please tell me how it is!

And if you don't like it, then you just need to say it and I'll delete it. =)

This will be the only part that will be published. After this the next part will be published after i complete one of my books.

Till then, Byeeee!

Take care and have a great day/night ahead.