HIS

Chapter 17

Kashan 's POV.
"What kind of girl you'll like to date or marry?" Her question made me shock and I stopped the bike.

"What?" I asked as I turned a little to face her.

"Just generally asking. What kind of girl you...you like?" She asked while playing with her fingers.

I smiled looking at her who was looking so nervous and the way her eyes were moving up and down was making her so cute.

"Why? Why you are asking?" I asked as I started the bike again.

"I told you na just generally." She answered while I nodded and start moving toward her house.

"A girl who play with her fingers,strong and weak at the same time,confidence and nervousness comes together in her,and who would call me rock star." I answered and she laughed.

"Really but that kind of exists?" She asked as her hand reached my shoulder holding me.

"Maybe." I answered.

"What maybe? Have you seen any girl like this?" She asked curious.

"She's seated right behind me." I answered and there was silence I could feel.

She didn't say or ask anything nor I. We both kept quite and I kept riding the bike. I wanted her to ask me or to say something.

"Is this a joke?" She asked.

"I'm not in mood of joking." I replied and again silence.

"Don't  think too much." I said as I stopped the bike in front if her street.

"We reached." I said and she slowly stepped down from bike.

"Allah Hafiz." She slowly said looking down.

I was looking at her who was looking so nervous or not I could not understand.

"Thanks for the date." I said and she turned to me with wide eyes.

"Date?? Was this a date?" She asked shocked.

"I thought you must be thinking it was a date so I should call it too a date." I answered and she narrowed her eyes at me.

"Yeah right! Like I was dying to go on a date with you." She said and I laughed looking at her red face.

"Aren't you?" I asked and she puzzled looked away.

"Its...I'm..late. Bye." She said and took a step to go but I held her wrist.

She stopped on the door. I didn't want her to go. My every moment she made so special and now when she was going I didn't want her go.

"Manahil." I called her and she turned to me.

I was still holding her wrist. She didn't tried to free it from me. I smiled looking at her nervous look and her lowered eyes. I pulled her closer and she stood an inch away from me.

"Manahil." I called her but she kept looking down.

"Kashan let...let me go. Its quite late." She said and I smilingly lifted her chin to make her look at me.

"What is this happening?" I asked.

"What?" She asked and I brought her hand toward my hand which I was holding.

Placing it on my heart I looked in her deep eyes.

"This. In my heart what I'm feeling? What is happening to me?" I asked and she pulled her hand back immediately.

"Nothing...nothing is happening. Good night." She said and moved back creating distance between us.

I was looking at her who was not looking at me. I could see what she was feeling. Maybe she was fighting the feeling which were also rising in her like I was feeling. These feeling were pulling me to her. Stepping closer I cupped her face.