Shh... He's My Husband (Completed)

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Meher's POV,
A gentle hand was caressing my head. It felt soo nice that I just didn't want to wake up and keep sleeping peacefully. It was such a good escape from reality.

"Meher....beta, wake up. It's getting late no? Your family must be worried." My eyelids were heavy and they were probably swollen too as I was unable to open them. My eyesight was too sensitive when I managed to flickr my eyes open and my whole body felt like there was some weight on it.

It took me a minute to realise where I was and whose gentle hand it was. I was still at Imraan's home and it was his mother who was smiling at me soo lovingly. My throat felt choked up again.

"Uh...sorry I fell asleep." I said jolting up on the bed embarrassed.

"It's good you did. Atleast you got proper rest till I fixed your pretty gown. You can change into it now. It's such a pretty one, where did you get it from?" She sounded curious.

From my inlaws.

"My father's friend. He gifted it to me."

"Oh... nice."

I smiled and rubbed my eyes.

"Uh.... Meher beta, If there's anything u want to say, your Shazia aunty is right here to listen. Ok?" She said soo sweetly caressing my hair that I almost opened my mouth to tell her but I bit my tongue in my mouth right on time.

"Ok... thankyou aunty." I just said.

She looked at me for a few seconds before smiling.
"I've made some sandwiches for you and Imraan. Why don't you change and come out in the kitchen?"

"Um aunty, what's the time?"

"It's 3pm."

My eyes widened.

"3...3 pm?!" Mumma will kill me! My phone... where's it?

I panicked looking for it and aunty handed it to me as it was on the side table. Oh God! It was on silent with 23 missed calls from Mumma and Zoya!!!

"I... I have to go... I'm soo late!" I almost yelled.

"Calm down calm down Meher. Tell them you were at a friend's house."

I shook my head hysterically.
"I have to go." I jumped off the bed.

"Ok ok...get changed. I'm waiting outside."

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I fixed myself and got out of the room coming face to face with Imraan.

"Hey."

I didn't know what to say to him. He helped me when I felt soo lost while I selfishly took advantage of his kindness. Should I apologise or thank him.

"Are you sure you don't want to eat anything? I'm not that good but I tried to make us sandwiches." He smiled.

His sweet smile was contagious.

"I have to go. Sorry...and.... thankyou..soo much." I said meekly unable to hold his eyes.

"Don't mention it, we're friends now, right?"

I gaped at him dumbly. Friends? Why would anyone wants to be friends with me? That to such a nice guy.

"The taxi will take you home. Should I acompany you?"

I shook my head scared. If people in my area see us together.... they'll get the wrong idea. Especially, Azlaan. Allah knows what he'd do to me then.

"Oh right, people might get the wrong idea. Sorry. Have a safe ride!" He handed me a chit.
"This is my and my mother's number, call me if you need anything."