“Aur phir, Amna ko bhi to le jana hai tumhe!”, said Aunty, placing her hand on my back and gently tapping.
“Haha jee, couldn’t be more happy to be back home!”, I said shyly, as I glanced at Amna, who couldn’t stop blushing at what aunty had just said.
“Oye! Jaldi theek ho ja! We have to shoot many more videos!”, Umer added, and we all laughed.
“Aur aap? Apko kuch nahi bolna hai?”, I asked Amna, with a smirk on my face, and her face turned even more pink.
“First of all sit down! You must be tired.”, she smiled as spoke softly, while tucking her loose strands, that hung from her messy bun, behind her ear.
“Hayeeee, itni fikr?”, Umer teased her, and she nudged him with her elbow.
Hussain, taking the advantage of the situation quickly spoke, “Guys let’s take Shehry upstairs, he can sit comfortably on his bead, while our parents sit here.”
Thankyou Hussain, Kya timing hai.
They helped me go up the stairs, and Hussain called out to Amna, “Come with! You’re not an ADULT to sit down here!”, and she followed.
They all laid me down on my bed, and “Thank me later!”, Hussain whispered and left with Waqas, and Atif, leaving only me and Amna in my room.
She sat at the edge of the bed as she fumbled with her dupatta.
“Yo! Why so quiet?”, I spoke up, and she just looked at me and smiled, without saying a word.
“Acha listen, I’ve got to ask you something.”, I continued.
“Go ahead…”, as said and it was obvious that she was concerned.
“Do you trust me? Especially after what has happened?”, I said, looking away, trying to hide the tears that came up into my eyes.
She came closer to me and held my chin, sending chills all over my body.
“Are you crying?”, she asked turning my face towards her’s.
I wiped away my tears, and spoke, “Nahi! Stupid tears, always show up at the wrong times. They’ve got a mind of their own , you see!”, I smiled, trying to hide the pain.
She cupped my face in her hands, wiping away the tears, that were no rolling down my cheeks, with her thumbs, and said, “No matter what happens, I will always trust you….Boyfriend!”, she said, smiling at the last bit, imitating me.
She held my hands, in her’s , and said, “I love you Boyfriend!”, and kissed me on my forehead, for the very first time, which me go crazy on the inside, send shivers down my spine, as her soft and warm lips slowly caressed my cold forehead.
She pulled back, looked at me and smiled.
“Sirf forhead pe?”, I joked, sticking out my tongue at the expression she gave me.
“Shehryyy!”, she rolled her eyes.
“Kya? Cheek pe bhi toh kiss kar sakti ho na? What did you think?”, I winked, and she rolled her eyes, to which I said, “Dirty minded girl!” making her blush like crazy.
I went closer to her face, leaving only an inch distance, making her breath faster. I could feel her warm breath on my face. My heart was beating faster too.
I moved in a bit more closer, and expected her to move back, but to my surprise she didn’t move one bit.
“Don’t worry, I want kiss you! I want to have you the halal way”, I smiled and moved back, and continued, “But tell me one thing, I was so close to you, but you didn’t even move back. Weren’t you scared that I would kiss you?”
She looked directly into my eyes, and said. “I said I trust you! I know you won’t do anything wrong with me!”
Her reply made my heart skip a beat, and my eyes teared up again.
“I cant stay without you anymore Amna! I’m going to tell Mama and Baba, to get us engaged as soon as possible. In fact I’m going to talk to them tonight about it.”, I said.
Amna’s POV:
As soon as I heard him, I moved my hands away from his.
I have to tell him everything. I can’t start this relationship with lies. But after hearing the truth, I might lose him forever.
“Kya hua Amna? Don’t you wanna get engaged to me?”, he asked, noticing the expression on my face.
He reached back for my hands and asked, “What’s wrong?”
Do you trust me?
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