HANIYA'S POV
Everything was perfect!
The mansion was adorned with intricate details and wooden furnishings, making it the perfect setting for unforgettable gatherings and joyous celebrations. The hall, with its dazzling chandeliers and polished marble floors, was a sight to behold.
I saw, Mama welcomed each guest with open arms, ensuring everyone felt at home. The guests mingled, sharing stories and laughter, their spirits lifted by the enchanting ambiance and the warm company of those around them.
The mansion seemed to shimmer with an air of happiness and celebration. The sounds of low music and laughter echoed through the hall, and the beautiful house became a haven of jubilant energy.
Amidst the festivities, new connections were forged, and old friendships were rekindled. There was a beautiful smile on everyone's face which brought a smile to my own.
"Hani!", My smile widened when I saw Didi coming towards me.
It had been months since we last met, and I couldn't contain my excitement. As she approached, her face lit up with joy, mirroring my own.
Without hesitation, we embraced each other tightly, as if making up for all the time we had spent apart. We stood there, locked in that embrace, cherishing each other's presence. Didi's laughter filled the air.
As we finally pulled away, our smiles spoke volumes. It had been months since I last saw my nephew, Ashar, who was now a year old. As I looked into Didi's arms, my eyes softened at the sight of him.
I remembered holding him when he was just a newborn, and now here he was, growing up so fast.
"Awww, my handsome is growing so fast", I squeezed his chubby cheeks making him smile. Didi laughed at his gibberish language. We broke out of our little moment when I heard someone clearing their throat.
"Ahhmm!", A warm smile spread across my face as I glanced behind Didi, to see my brother-in-law, Sameer. Although not bound by blood, he had become a brother to me, always there to support and uplift me. He gave me a side hug.
"How are you, Hani?", He asked as we parted.
"I'm good Jiju", I smiled at him. We stood there, exchanging a few more words before Didi and Jiju excused themselves leaving me alone with the person, I was trying to ignore.
I turned around to meet other guests, eager to engage in conversations and make new acquaintances. I tried to get away from that one male figure, Abeer.
I've always felt nervous in his presence, the way he always looks at me, sent shivers down my spine. I don't feel uncomfortable but for some reason, he makes me feel nervous.
I heard my name being called out.
"Haniya", His voice echoed behind me. My heart skipped a beat, and I reluctantly turned around. Abeer stood there, his piercing eyes fixed on me.
His expression was warm with a small smile playing on his lips. But it was his eyes that held a mysterious allure. I gave him a small smile to which his smile widened.
Suddenly, he reached out and gently took my hand, planting a soft, unexpected kiss on it. I stood there, shocked, unable to find the right words to say.
I couldn't help but look down shyly. I felt my face heating up.
Fuck! What an embarrassment, My face must be all red now! I whined internally.
I slowly looked up at him, my hand still in his hand. He chuckled looking at my red face, making it more red due to embarrassment. I smiled nervously.
"Why did the bicycle collapse?", He asked suddenly.
"Hnn?", I looked at him confusingly.
"Because it was too tired!", As soon as he said, a burst of laughter escaped my throat. We couldn't help but laugh together, the sound echoing through the room.
My embarrassment was long forgotten as we laughed together. I didn't notice when he took my other hand and now he was holding both my hands.
We stood there for a while, basking in each other's company, engaged in animated conversation that echoed with laughter.
Suddenly, I sensed a slight shift in my attire. The delicate drape of my saree began to loosen, teasingly threatening to reveal more than intended.
"I'm really sorry but we'll have to end our conversation here. I have to go the washroom", I excused myself. I took my hands back as I watched his smile fall down.
"Sure, please go ahead", He gave me a small smile rubbing his hands together.
I turned around to walk upstairs towards my room.
SAHIL'S POV
Despite the seething anger pulsating through my veins, I forced myself to maintain composure as I watched him holding her hands, making her laugh. It was a sight that twisted my insides and filled me with a mix of jealousy and resentment.
Determined to confront the situation head-on, I took a deep breath and ascended the stairs, following the path Haniya had just taken. With each step, my mind raced, rehearsing the words I wanted to say, and the questions I needed answers to.
I stood in anticipation, my eyes glued to the door of her bedroom. As soon as she emerged, I made my move, quickly grabbing her waist and pushing her against the wall. I watched her eyes widen with surprise, her lips parted as she gasped in shock.
The air around us seemed to be still as I looked into her eyes, taking in every detail of her expression. My heart raced as I saw the surprise and confusion in her gaze. She put her hands on my chest trying to push me. I smirked gripping her wrist with my other hand while she struggled. She glared at me still trying to get out of my grip.
I held her still, locking my eyes with her. My eyes travelled on her face noticing her expressions. Her pink lips parted, her eyes widened, her breath uneven as her heartbeat picked up its pace. I watched her expression change into a sharp one as her cute nose flared in anger.
"Kyu hamare peeche padhe hai aap? Kya chahiye aapko humse?", She said glaring at me.
(Why are you after me? What do you want from me?)
My jaw tightened at her words. I bit my cheek trying to control my anger.
"Hame aapse kuch nahi chahiye"
(I don't want anything from you)
"Then why don't you jus-"
"Hame puri ki puri aap chahiye", She looked at me in disbelief.
(I need all of you)
Suddenly, she pushed me, making me stumble back.
"What do you think, huh!? I don't know what you actually want! I know everything, guys like you want nothing but to use innocent girls! First, make them fall in love and then throw away after using them like an object! But let me tell you this clearly, I am not that type of girl! I won't fall into your trap so that you can take advantage of m-", I grabbed her arms pulling her closer, hearing enough of her bullshit.
"Aap hamare baare kuch bhi bura bolengi hum sunn lenge, lekin hum AAPKA fayeda uthayenge, aage se bolna toh dur ki baat hai, aisa sochiyega bhi mat", I said in a low voice.
(I will listen to you if you say anything bad about me, but I will take advantage of you, In the future, speaking is a distant thing, don't even dare think so)
She stared at me with wide teary eyes. I felt my heart thumping fast as my eyes softened. I saw her hands gripping my kurta as I slowly released her.
"Haniya, look at me", I said softly when she backed away.
She hesitantly looked at me. I mentally cursed myself for hurting hurt, I tried controlling but I couldn't help when she said I'd take advantage of her. Not even in my wildest nightmare I would ever take advantage of her.
"Haniya, aapka fayeda uthana toh dur ki baat hai, hum aisa soch bhi nahi sakte, not even in my wildest nightmares", I said while she just kept on staring at me with her doe eyes.
(Haniya, taking advantage of you is too farfetched for me to think of, not even in my wildest nightmares)
"Kyu", She slowly whispered.
(Why)
"Kyuki hum aapse mohabbat karte hai", I watched her eyes widen as she slowly backed away.
(because I love you)
I took a step towards her to reach her.
"I'm not playing with nor trying to bother you, I'm hopelessly in love with you. Since the day I saw you, all I could think about is you and only you", I said trying get a reply out of her.
"One chance, just one chance, that's all I'm asking for Haniya"
She gulped nervously.
"2-3 mulakaton mein mohabbat nahi hoti Sahil", She said slowly looking away.
(Love doesn't happen in 2-3 meetings Sahil)
"If that's what you think, then look at me and say that you don't feel anything towards me, that your heart doesn't flutter like mine, that you can't feel that attraction, that tension between us", I smirked when she didn't say anything.
"That's what I thought"
"I didn't agree", She was quick to reply.
"Nor did you deny", Her face flushed at my words.
"Just one chance?", She asked.
"Just one"
"Okay", She said slowly, biting her lip.
My eyes went to her lips making my throat dry.
Fuck it!
I grabbed her waist pushing her against the wall as I slammed my lips onto her. Her eyes widened in shock as she held my shoulders, She gasped when my hand came in contact with her bare waist.
I pulled slowly pulled away looking at her flushed face. Her cheeks were red, her breath uneven, she just looked like a beautiful mess.
"Beautiful", I whispered.
I couldn't help but kiss her again. Her lips tasted like strawberries and they felt so soft, so perfectly intertwined with mine. She tapped my shoulder as her body trembled against mine, under my touch.
"Be ready tomorrow, sharp at 11 am", I said joining our foreheads. I kissed her cheek one last time and went away before she could reply.
"Another step closer to making you mine"
"Tere ehsaasson mein Bheege lamhato mein
Mujhko dooba tishnagi si hain
Teri adao se dilkash khatao se
In lamho mein zindagi si hai
Haya ko zara bhool jao
Mere hi tarah pesh aao
Ko bhi do khud ko tum
Raaton mein meri"
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PLUS FIRST KISS!!!
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ILY❤️🤧