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We keep this love in a photograph
So you can keep me
Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans
Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone, wait for me to come home

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<<raqeeba's p.o.v>>

"You okay, Wife?" His face was filled with concern as he asked me, to which I just nodded. It didn't take long for the entire hall to be lighted with the same golden lights all around. I lifted my eyes only to find everyone still present here.

Oh my God! They were here!

Please don't tell me they noticed my panic and freaked-out expression. My eyes met that of my mother-in-law's and she smiled at me and as if on que a song started playing in the background, getting all of our attention. I smiled. It was Photograph by Ed. Sheeran. My trance was disturbed by the loud chant produced by the crowd.

"Dance! Dance! Dance!"

Oh God! No please.

I was too engrossed in googling in my head 'how to dance without stmbling' when I felt a hand squeeze mine. My eyes met that of my husband's.

"Shall we?" He asked and I just nodded.

~Loving can hurt. Loving can hurt sometimes.~

I couldn't help but look at our interwined hands as he led us to the center of the dance floor. I took this moment to admire the beauty he was. One of his most eye-catching features was his extremely profound jawline and those sparkling blue eyes. I couldn't get this man. He was nothing but a dick to me in morning and now he's all concerned.

Don't you think you are being too judgemental. You just met him!

Well maybe.

~But it's the only thing that I Know.~

I'm so unfamiliar with everything that's happening but something about his stance screams comfort. Comfort I'd always been longing for. Comfort, every girl would wish for from her partner. But what an unlucky soul I was coz this piece of art was already taken. I'm late.

Nope. You're 4 years late.

Shut up!

~When it gets hard. You know it can get hard sometimes. It is the only thing that makes us feel alive~

By this time, we reached the center of the dance floor and I could feel the hair on my back stand in attention. I don't wanna do this anymore! I just wanna leave.

As if somehow understanding my discomfort he gently squeezed my hand, and lifted my hands up placing it on his left shoulder while his hands rested on my waist moving from left to right foot hoping that it's some dance step.

~We keep this love in a photograph.
We make these memories for ourselves.
Where our eyes are never closing.
Heart's are never broken.
Time's forever frozen still.~

His hands on my waist tightened as he pulled me closer to him, closing the gap we had, making our nose almost touch. My eyes met his only to find his eyes on someone else. Someone I knew too well. A small smile took it's place on my face. What can I do? Guys loving with passion itself is attractive.

What do you think she would think about your closeness with her lover?

Now. I felt uncomfortable. The fact that she might just want to strangle me to death didn't fit right. So I did what I thought would be correct at this very moment. I tried to pull away when his grip on me tightened and he pulled me closer a bit too harshly as we slowly swayed to the music.

This time his pure deep blue orbs met mine and he narrowed his eyes on me.

"Stay still Wife." Now that got all my attention to his beautiful lips, they looked rough but I'm sure they'll be soft. I felt a sudden wave of electricity pass through me every time I hear his velvety voice.

I frowned as my attention was now gathered by the deep red mark he had right on his chin almost on his jawline. It didn't take long to realize what it was. A lipstick mark, if you want me to add.

~So you can keep me inside the pocket of your ripped jeans.~

And with that without giving it any thought I just reached my hand up to his chin and slowly wiped it off with my thumb. But darn! It was matt which means it takes ages to come out. How did she even manage to do this. Now I don't want to be accountable for any mess they create and hence that explains why I did, what I did.

I frowned too engrossed in my so-called work although not forgetting where I was I continued swaying my hips slightly. I didn't even realize how my left hand traveled at the back of his neck pulling him closer while with my right I rubbed the area under his chin with my thumb once again. Giving it a final wipe with three of my fingers at the center.

~Holding me closer till our eyes meet.~

Finally satisfied with my work, I looked up and my eyes met with those blue ones. This time looking back at me with an amused yet intense expression. That's when I realized how close we actually we're. With his face too very close to mine because of me unintentionally pulling him closer by his neck. kill me. My eyes widened as realization hit me and I tried to pull back when his hands lowered to my hips and almost smashed my body against his making me gasp.

~You won't ever be alone.
Wait for me to come home.~

Something about his stance didn't fit well with the emotions he had in his eyes, making a unnecessary lump form at the back of my throat.

Where his stance screamed glory, authority, dominance, and radiance all at once but his eyes...his eyes had a sudden sorrow, pain and agony and a... a mystery. A mystery I'd love to unfold. A dream I'd love to chase, a battle I'd love to win but... At the same time I want to stay far away from him. Because somewhere deep down I know that the climax of this mistry can break me, this dream can lead me to a wrong path, and... and the fact that even if I win this battle, I'll always be the one to lose everything.

~Loving can heal. Loving can mend your soul. And it's the only thing that I know~

This time his fingers brushed through the length of my arm as he held my right hand in his left while my left still rested on his shoulder and his right on my waist. The music had taken up it's beats and I could feel the heat radiating from his warm body contact.

~I swear it will get easier.
Remember that with every piece of you
Hm, and it's the only thing we take with us when we die~

He took a step forward from his right while I took a step back with my left, doing the same with the other. When he stopped and held my right hand twirling me all of a sudden. And me being me couldn't help but greet him back with my not-so-cute chesire cat smile. His look wasn't the same as earlier, no warmth instead he just looked back at me expressionless. This man was bipolar!

~So you can keep me
Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone~

He stretched his hand which held mine out creating a good distance between us before swiftly pulling it making me circle in his arms as my back hit his front and he wrapped his arms around my waist. I couldn't help but tilt my head up a little as our eyes met with us still swaying together.

~And if you hurt me
That's okay baby, only words bleed
Inside these pages you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go~

I turned and this time my right hand rested on his left hand while his other hand was on my waist. The only difference was now I held my gown with the other hand as we cirled around the dance floor, our eyes never leaving that of each other's with few other couples who joined us.

~Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to come home~

The song almost came to it's end and I couldn't help but smile like the stupid person I am because... Oh well I danced pretty good even in these killer heels. I felt a burning gaze on me and looked up at him and smiled.

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<<nuraan's p.o.v>>

Her eyes twinkled as she looked at me through that innocent smile on her face. I felt a lump form at the back of my throat. She was nothing like her. Nothing even close to how Anusha was,but something about her, something about her smile reminded me of the girl I so want to forget.

Her stormy grey eyes were nothing close to that of Anusha's bright hazel ones. Her long deep brown waist length hair was nothing close to Anusha's dirty blond, she was tiny and curvy while Anusha was tall, and to top it all Anusha was a woman, with attitude and class, something which was the key to my attraction towards her. But... but my wife was anything but that... I guess. I could figure it out. She always had a smile she seemed genuine and very down to earth.
In short she was anything but my type.

Wait. Why am I even comparing.

Even though they were poles apart but even then Everytime I looked at her she reminded me of Anusha. She reminded me of how selfish I am. She reminded me of the rebound decision of mine. Just a look. Just a look at my wife and I hated myself even more.

She was sweet and innocent and understanding maybe... But I can't and I know it. I can't bring myself to love her, no matter what. Coz even though I deny it but I have to admit, that my heart is already taken and been broken too. I've been there, done that, and I don't think I'm ready to for it again. I don't think I'm ready to give this relationship or any relationship a chance. I can't. I know it. I'm not ready and probably won't ever be.

And that explains why I'm gonna do, What I'm gonna do.

Be a dick? Hell yeah

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Raqeeba's P.O.V

"Don't be too comfortable. This is all just pretence." He said in his now cold and harsh voice. I felt my smile falter a bit but then I bought it back.

"I'm not. I'm just enjoying this pretence." I bit back and to say that it caught him off guard would be an understatement. He looked back at me like I had grown two heads but then composed himself.

"Look I can't okay. I can't be the person you want me to be." I frowned. "And what do you think I want you to be?" What? No I wasn't trying to be some prick or something but I genuinely wanted to know what he meant by 'You want me to be.'

He released an agitated sigh as he seemed like he was in some haywire. Honestly if this was some other moment I would've gladly helped him out but right now I couldn't concentrate firstly because this part of the song was my favorite and second because this was the first time I was at this close proximity with a guy and his hand which unintentionally kept rubbing my lower back to my hips didn't help either.

Ugh!

"I can't be a good husband. I can't be the one to take care of you."

Tell me something I don't know.

"And---and I'm gonna leave in a few days." This got my attention.

"What?" I questioned. He looked at with a slight hint of Gilt in his deep blue orbs.

"I'll be gone out in a few days. Business."

I narrowed my eyes at him. Do I look like I was born yesterday? Nonsense. Huh Business? Couldn't he come up with something new.

"Business," I repeated an nodded slightly.

"And you're planning to keep this business out, longer than necessary?"

He gave me his unsure looks before slightly nodding. I looked down at my feet my hands resting around his shoulder and his hands around my waist.

~Oh, you can fit me
Inside the necklace you got when you were sixteen
Next to your heartbeat where I should be
Keep it deep within your soul~

"How long exactly?" I mean c'mon it's his home we are talking about. And if he is not gonna be there because of me then it would just make me feel awkward.

"I don't know." He replied

~And if you hurt me
Well, that's okay baby, only words bleed
Inside these pages you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go~

"Look I know this is going to hurt you but please I need to get my mind out of this. It'll probably be for months" he said to which I just nodded.

"Will you remember me when you're away?" I asked in a casual tone while h
e gave me those weird looks.

"Huh?" Wtf did I just ask out of the blue. I mean I'm sure he's probably gonna be with his girlfriend, but still... Would he even remember he has a wife while he's gone?

~When I'm away, I will remember how you kissed me
Under the lamppost back on Sixth street
Hearing you whisper through the phone~

"There is a reason why I'm leaving Radh-- Wife and the priority is to get you off my mind and someone else. I don't even know when I'll be back." To say I was taken aback by him being brutally honest was an understatement. I looked at him in the eyes and then it happened. My big mouth being the big mouth just couldn't keep shut and I ended up saying something which surely bought my so-called self-esteem so low in front of him, I swear.

To others it might have been a normal sentence, but for a girl whose husband is trying to stay as far away from her as possible, and this is what she ends up saying is so... Off character?

~"Wait for me to come home"~

Kill me.

"I'll wait for you to come home."

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