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             CHAPTER 27 -  HATE YOU, LOVE YOU.

MINAL'S POV :

It's Sunday!

He won't wake up before 11 and I can't wait until then.

It's 9 o clock.

I got ready.

After asking permission from mom and dad, I left the house.

Dad told me to take his driver with him, he'll drop me home. I agreed.

He drove me home. 

I barged inside. I greeted mom and asked him where is Zayn?

She told me, he is in his room. Probably, lifting dumbles and making his room, Gym itself.

I knocked once.

"Get in." I heard his response and got inside.

"Hey!"

"What are you doing here at this time of the morning?"

"I came to ask you something."

"Okay." He said and kept his dumble down.

"Who you want your wife to be?" Slip of tongue. Replaced 'how' with 'who'.

"Sorry, ho..." Before I could correct myself he replied.

"You."

"Whattttt?"

"Like you. Ain't you asking me how I want my bride to be?" He asked.

I mentally slapped myself and laughed.

"Come on. Am serious."

"No. I want to know how? I mean you know like slim, pretty, shy type or..."

"Just like you."

"Are you serious?" I laughed. He smiled and nodded.

"So, what about you? Is he like how you want him to be?" He asked, offering me to sit.

"Kind of." I smiled thinking of him. I sat down.

"Really? I didn't know that. I thought you'd love to have someone like me. You know hot and sexy!" He winked in the last and sat beside me.

"He is hot and sexy. Unlike you, you dumb ass. Also, who said you are sexy?" Taking his side. Showing off, that I got myself a sexy one.

"Ouch! That hurts." He said keeping his hand on his chest.

"Truth's always bitter, my friend." I said and laughed. He stuck his tongue at me.

"But he is sometimes too irritating and shabby." I mumbled to myself when suddenly realisation struck. I shook my thoughts away.

"So, you came all the way here to ask this?" He asked with a confused expression. I nodded.

"You got wayyy free time girl."

"I need to work on my mission." I said and tried lifting one of the dumbles, but couldn't.

SHEHRYAAR'S POV :

"Where the hell is she?" I checked everywhere.

I got ready to go to work.

I went and knock on mom and dad's room.

"Coming." I heard mom's voice.

Mom unlocked the door.

"What do you want Shehry?" Mom asked in her sleepy voice.

I went in to check.

"Dad, you're still asleep?" I asked checking here and there.

"Who are you searching for?" Mom asked.

"Minal. Do you know where she is?"

"Yeah, she said she's going to her mom's place."

"What? Why? Why didn't she tell me?"

"Because you don't wake up before 11 today. So what happened today?" Dad suddenly spoke.

"Why wouldn't I?" I asked confusingly.

"Because it's..." Before he could complete his sentence.

"Anyway, am leaving." I interrupted and walked out.

Her mother's place? Because of him!

"That bastard. Always disturbing my peaceful life." I drove away.

* * * * *

I knocked on the door.

The door opened by her.

"Shehryaar? What are you doing here?"

"I was supposed to ask that question by the way." Anger rose inside me.

"Shehry? What are you doing there? Come inside, son." Aunty invited me inside. I smiled and walked in.

I saw him enjoying his breakfast. He waved at me with that grin on his face.
I rolled my eyes at him. I greeted aunty.

He walked inside the drawing room while munching something.

He walked upto her and rubbed his hands in her dupatta playfully.

"Eww! Zayn." She made a disgusting face and slapped his arm. He laughed.

I clenched my teeth and my fist.

One fist on your face and you won't be able to laugh again. I gave him a look.

Then turned to Aunty who was already looking at me. I faked her a smile.

I turned to her and whispered, "Why didn't you tell me before you leave?"

"You were asleep." She whispered back.

"So, How come you are so early here today Shehry?" Aunty asked.

"I was on my way to work. So, I thought to greet you as I was passing by." I lied.

I watched their expressions.

Is it obvious that am lying?

I cleared my throat.

"On Sunday?" Minal asked.

"Sunday? Today's Sunday?" Sudden realisation struck. I mentally facepalm-ed myself.

"You don't wake up before 11. That's why I didn't wake you up." Minal said.

"I didn't realise today's Sunday!" I said feeling so stupid.

"Yeah, We can see that." That bastard made fun of me.

Everyone laughed. I fake laughed too.

"Aunty, I'll go upstairs. I need to use washroom." I asked intentionally.

"You don't have to ask everytime,Shehry.  It's your home." She replied politely.

"Yeah, I know." I said and looked at him. His expression was priceless.

I gave him 'I am a member of this family now, remember?' look.

"Minal, I think I forgot my tie here. Help me find." I said to her. She got up to leave with me. I gave him 'Also, I live with her, in her room, legally' look.

He looked here and there clenching his fist. I fake him a smile and followed her.

As soon as, we entered the room.

"Why didn't you tell me? I was looking for you every where. I got worried." I threw my coat away asking her.

"You see this." She showed me her phone.

"It's called Phone. We use this to communicate with people. Only if you have use your mind or your phone." She taunted.

"Next time, don't leave before informing me, please." I almost requested.

"Why don't you tell me the truth? You came to check on me. Also, it's somehow related to Zayn." She folded her arms and started inquiring.

"No. No way. Nothing like that." I lied.

"Stop making excuses. I really wanna know what the hell happened between you two?" She was asking the same question again and again.

"Nothing."

"Lemme guess. May be...a friendship problem? Got into fight for something? Or a love triangle?" Her curiosity increased.

God! Help me.

"Han?" She asked.

"I need to use washroom." I excused myself.

MINAL'S POV :

I need to find out.

I think they had crush on the same girl and got into fight because of her.

May be it was just one-sided? Or his first love? Or a girlfriend?

Hawww? He had an affair? God! He's so shameless.

May be he's still in love with her?

You know they say, people don't forget their first love. Also, first love doesn't work out either.

What am I supposed to do now? May be I should ask him about it?

But he won't answer.

If you had your first love, would you ever tell him? No, right? Then why force him to answer?

But I didn't had any. I made a face. Then I straighten myself.

Think positively, Minal.

Don't act out. Relax and calm your mind. Take a deep breath.

He came out of the washroom and sat down to drink water.

I just can't.

"You had a fight because of a girl?" I spoke out.

Water came out of his mouth like a shower. And he started coughing. I patted his back.

He calmed down and looked at me. Then he drank some more water.

I bit my lips looking at him. Why can't I keep my mouth shut?

He turned to me and got up.

"Nothing like that happened. Trust me." He explained. I nodded.

He grabbed my hands and pulled me into him. He hugged me suddenly giving me chills all over body. Forgetting everything I was thinking about.

I slowly hugged him back. Breathin' his perfume.

He kissed my forehead and hugged me again.

Warm. I smiled.

He pushed a little and asked, "Isn't this too unfair?"

"What?" I asked confusingly.

"It's always me. I kiss you every time. You never kissed me. Not even once." He complained.

Stomach tying knots.

"Seriously?" I blushed and pushed him. But he pulled me again. We looked at eachother.

My heart beats going crazy.

"Am serious." He said. His breath faning my face.

"Nooo." I refused.

"But I need one." He smirked.

"What got into you suddenly?"

"Feeling sick. So I need a dose." His reply made me laugh.

"Please??" He almost pleaded.

"Okay. Turn." I said.

"Why?" He asked. I replied with my expression.

"Noooooo." He whined. I nodded.

He turned. I smiled and kissed his cheek. His beard interrupting. He smiled and turned to other side and I was about to kiss when he turned and kissed his lips.

I widened my eyes. He smiled brightly.

"My turn." Before I could response he kissed on my lips.

I pushed him and I punched on his chest.

"Ouch." He acted. I narrowed my eyes at him.

"You look like a tomato." He laughed. I rubbed my cheeks looking myself in the mirror. He's right.

He walked towards me, before he reaches me. I walked out.

"Minal?" He called out my name. I ignored him. I heard him laugh.

God! I really looked like a tomato.

* * * * *

I was with mamma and Zayn, discussing about finding him a bride. Suddenly I saw him coming downstairs. He looked at me, I ignored him looking here and there.

He came and sat beside me.

"Did you find your tie, Shehry?" Mamma asked him. He shook his head.

"May be it's in my home. I should look there." He lied. Mamma nodded. I chuckled.

"Coffee?" Mamma asked him.

"No, I'm full." With that he looked at me. I rolled my lips in to stop myself from smiling.

Mamma continued to tell Zayn about a girl, who'll be perfect for him.

He suddenly grabbed my hand. I turned and glared. I was pushing his hand away but he didn't let go.

I didn't realise Mamma was asking me something.

"Minal?" Mamma called out my name. He left my hand.

"Yeah?" I replied.

"You know that girl, right? She was studying in your school."

"Ahm! No. I don't think so. I don't remember." I had no idea what she was asking.

"Leave it. You don't remember important things." She said and turned to him.

"Mom called. She asked me if we both are coming for lunch or not? I told her that we will be there in an hour." He explained.

"An hour?"

"Yeah, so let's move." He said. I nodded.

"Mamma." I called out her name.

"Yeah?"

"Mom called and was asking about our arrival. I think we should leave."

"Okay, beta." We all got up at once.

We walked out of the house and sat inside the car. We drove away.

* * * * *

NEXT DAY :

THIRD PERSON'S POV :

"Fatty, I'll be back in an hour." Minal said.

"But bhabi, you said your cousin is coming. You can't just leave." Fatty insisted.

"The truffle is ready. Right?" Minal asked. Fatty nodded.

"You just greet him and serve him the dessert. I'll be back by then." Minal explained.

"Okay." Fatty was left with no choice.

"He won't arrive this soon. So, you don't have to worry. May be I'll be back before he comes." Minal was trying to make her feel comfortable. Fatty simply nodded.

Minal left the home.

Fatty was home alone but with workers.

She was busy with her phone.

FATTY'S POV :

*Half an hour later*

The bell rang.

Thank god! Bhabi's home.

I went to open the door. 

"Bhab...." I stopped my sentence when I saw him.

"Hey!" He waved at me.

He's bhabi's cousin???

"You?" I asked doubtfully.

"Yeah, that's me." He smiled. I faked a smile at him.

"If you don't mind, can I?" He asked, as always straight forwardly. I let him in.

He came in and walked up to the living room. He looked here and there and sat, comfortably.

Huh?! He didn't change at all. Same attitude.

I rolled my eyes and walked towards the kitchen. When he called out, "Hey! Fatman!"

I stopped in my tracks. How dare he? How can he call me that again?

I turned and glared at him.

I walked up to him and warned, "Don't."  pointing my finger at him.

"Oh come on! It's been like what? 3 years. But I tell you, you didn't change at all. Your nose still blows when you get angry." He made fun of me.

I clenched my teeth. I wish I can break his teeths, only if he isn't bhabhi's cousin.

I turned to leave.

"Okay, listen. Can you please give me a glass of water? Am thirsty." He said and kept his leg above his leg and resting his back, he was using his phone.

So annoying!

I walked inside the kitchen. I took a glass and pour water in it.

I can't believe am even pouring water for him. I wish I can throw the water on his face.

I asked the maid to set the tray for him.

She kept the dessert and a glass of water for him.

I can't believe I made a dessert for him, because he likes it.

Bhabi! You made me do this. Why him?

I asked the maid to serve him. I can't serve him.

I sat on the sofa across him.

Maid served him. I just watched him acting all almighty.

I can't believe this. I can't believe I let him inside my home.

"Oh! Wow. You made dessert for me? Aww." He over acted.

"Who told you? I didn't make it." I lied.

I can't tell him that I made it, also because he likes it.

"Don't you lie. I know you did. Minal told me, you make the best truffle ever." He said and started eating.

Bhabi? Why would you tell him that?

I messaged bhabi, that he's already home and asked her where is she?

She replied that she'll be here in 10 minutes.

"Wow! You're a great cook. You're  beautiful and a great cook. That's all guys want." He was trying to flirt with me. I know him so well.

"You know what?" I spoke.

"Yeah?"

"You didn't change either." I said crossing my arms.

"Really?" He smiled wide.

"Flirting with the next girl you see. Unfortunately, I don't fall for such tricks. So stop trying." I warned him.

He chuckled and said, "Can't help it."

I rolled my eyes.

"But It feels so nice meeting you." He said.

"I don't." I faked him a smile.

"God! You've always been a b*t*h." He laughed. I ignored him.

"It'd be nice if you don't talk to me till bhabi arrives." I said.

"Tch! I was thinking maybe we can go on a date. I don't think she's going to come this soon." He suggested.

"Shut up. She's on her way." I said

"Gosh! Her timings."

I continued scrolling my Instagram.

Suddenly, he came and sat beside me.

"What the hell?" I stood up.

"I was just..."

"Stay away from me." I warned him and sat across him.

"Come on! Can't you just forget everything? It's been 3 god damn years."

"If you can, please do. I can't."

"Fine, man. I was just being friendly." He got a little serious.

"Don't." I said and marched out of the hall.

* * * * *

I sat on my bed and rested my head.

*Flashback*

It was my first year in college.

My friend named Raiba, who was also in her first year.

It was our fresher's day. Some were busy taking selfies, some were busy having junks, and some were busy drooling over college seniors.

And my friend was one of them, drooling over our senior, who was none other than that jerk, Zayn.

Not just her, half of my college had a crush on him. He was the captain of the football team. He had this bad boy look and attitude which people crave for, but I don't.

*Flashback ends*

The bell rang.

Finally, bhabi's here.

Heyyy!!

How are you all?

Sorry for the cliff hanger, this  time it was unintentional.

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