30:Deny Him

3 0 0
                                    

My routine without Daneen sucks.

She had left her effect on me as I had always been the girl who woke up before sunrise just to admire its beauty. But oh Good Lord.

My first foot in Pakistan and that routine was dumped in a dumpster.

I can't complain tho, I levied it on myself and perhaps some days like these in my homeland were worth it. I have to go back to attend my last year at the University anyway.

Rightnow I went outside fretted mama and baba as well as Subhan who seemed to be sleeping, unlike him. I had heard a sound of the door closing by midnight and now I suspect if it had anything to do with him.

Squinting my eyes at him I give it a thought.

"What?" He replies annoyed by my staring.

"Come to your senses, babybro." I sya and pat his shoulder a bit too harshly.

"Aaliya." he hisses.

"What? I didn't even hit you that hard." I defend as mama passes me a disapproving look.

I have my breakfast which is omelette with a paratha. Ofcourse. I am trying to make the best out of my stay because I sure as ghell will miss these dishes once I go back.

I have to go back. Ugh.

But seeing the odds upon going back I am forced to have a small thought of staying here peacefully.
The work. The hectic routine. Endless studying. University drama.

Ali.

It all seems too much to bask in. Probably because such peacefulness have spoiled me.

I excuse myself and go to my room and spend the next hour or two blasting reels to Daneen and Subhan although he left me on read everytime.

That stupid idiot.

When it's about 3:00 pm I receive a text from Shehram. Don't ask me where I got his number from. That man has a hacking company upon my thinking if he can get my number and take my records out in a flash.

I wonder if he knows about Ali.

I push the thoughts back in my head and open the text which says he is asking me about his renovation. Mainly if I'll partake in it.

I sigh. I am bored everyday. And even if I want to enjoy it now Daneen isn't even here with me and its not like I don't spend time with my parents. I do ofcourse but they seem to have guests every other day because off the newly celebrated wedding.

And that leaves me to myself again.

I give our closed proximity happened in his office a thought.

Will I be able to cooperate with him or see him everyday without giving a visible reaction that as much as I deny him, I can't stop the feelings he ignites in me from creeping up?

I hope so.

With mixed feeling I text him.

Me: No.

Stalker: Why not?

Me: Because I said so.

Stalker: That isn't a good enough reason, Aaliya.

Me: It is.

Stalker: We both know why you're denying me.

Me: care to enlighten me?

Stalker: You know I admire your abilities right?it's the sole reason why I want you to do this.

Me: Right, the abilities you stalked out of my records.

Stalker: That isn't stalking, it isn't my fault you don't know how proud your mother is of you that she tells your achievements to her relatives.

Oh.

I am rendered speechless for a moment. I was so caught up in getting away from him to neglect and ignore him that I didn't even mean to check the facts I accused him for.

Damn me.

Me: Mama told you this?

Stalker: No I stalked it out of you, Aaliya.

This man and his sarcasm.

Me: Okay fine.

Stalker: So you're coming tommorow?

Me: I'll try, Shehram.

Stalker: Fair enough, see you then.

Me: Okay.

Stalker: Okay.

I shut off my phone and scream into my pillow. Childish thing but my thing nevertheless.

I wanted to Deny him. But as Daneen has settled herself into a truce with Omar which I surely know isn't gonna work for long I don't really have reason to deny the offer and besides she won't want me too.

I'd have to tell Mama too. Oh my God this is gonna be hard.

But I am always up for a challenge.

_______________________

After I have told everything to Daneen, I set my clothes for tommorow on the couch and roll in to my bed.

I would need my beauty sleep to overcome tommorow.

FORBIDDENWhere stories live. Discover now