HAMZA
Yes she is perfect, Hania is perfect as a friend who helped her friend move on from a nasty break up.
A daughter who makes their parents proud,I met them when they visited her they seemed proud of her.
And I saw her when helping a child on the roadside,when we went out once. She didn't give money to that child,but she brought him food and helped him.
That smile she wore when the boy thanked her is the purest thing I saw in this malicious world.
Yes she is perfect in her own unique way, but still she feels insecure , I wish she could see herself the way I see her, as the best thing happened to me.
After returning from the library,i finished my practice and took a shower,and I'm alone and lost. I hate this feeling...
When I'm with her I don't feel any of them rather I feel happy and complete.
I wish I could spend all my time with her......
I decided to gift something special for Hania's birthday, but I've not done that for anyone except my mother, the thought of her makes me sick.
Whenever I remember her I feel nothing except disgust,It's not time to think of that hamza.....
After working 3 hours on her gift , I'm proud of myself ,after minutes of self admiration,and taking my pills,I decided to sleep.
Today on my way back to home i stopped to buy my perfume...and saw lipsticks in the cosmetic section...and bought a maroon lipstick...today, don't ask me why.. l thought that colour suits her well.
I never saw her wearing any makeup, but dark colours really suit her..and i thought I'll send that along with the birthday gift, but it's intimate to gift something like that.
So I refrained placing that inside the gift,i secured that in cupboard.
One day I'll give it to her for sure...
I hope Hania likes it. And i slowly drifted into sleep.
I'm running across the garden ,chasing my dog Apple . I love playing with her after school and my mom is making snacks for me in the kitchen.
And she is waiting for me at the Patio in the backyard , it's her birthday today and I made a Card for her.
"Happy birthday mom , I love you" written on it, I made drawings of a sunflower, cake and ballons .
I gave the card to her and she kissed my cheek and said "I love you too Nijju more than anything tum meri jaan ho Hamza (you are my life Hamza) and kissed me.
I gave her the flowers,I plucked from the garden, because she loves flowers
"Thank you Hamza... your future wife is so lucky...." And my dad entered with a bouquet of red roses.
And i know what happens next,all my dreams looks like this first I remember the happiest things and then the things I don't want to remember.
I'm sitting in a corner of a unfinished buliding, which will be one of our new school buliding in few months,it's raining heavily and then a bright lighting flashed across the sky with a thunder roaring furiously and I can't stop to crying .
I'm alone here, since afternoon I'm shivering with cold and i don't know what to do...the unfinished concerte wall hurting my back.i can feel something is dripping from my back and it's painful.
I tried to ask for help,but my throat is sore from all the crying and it's night no one will hear me...., I tried to escape but it's pitch black and this area is surrounded by forest.
I want my dad , my dad I miss him.....
I stepped on something and i stumbled on my legs, my head hit the wall with a thud and I see the woman's face whom I'm ashamed to call her as my mother, before passing out......
"Mumma loves you more than anything baby. I will always be there for you hamza, I'm already jealous of your future wife hamza, cause my baby loves anyone wholeheartedly......"The lies are repeating on loop inside my brain.
I woke up from my nightmare, gasping for breath, I used to it ,I don't even feel anything now except sweat coating my body.
I looked at clock it's 4;45am and no way I'm going to sleep again remembering what happened next.
The cold water washing all the sweat and memories off me and i hate she even can hurt me ,from thousands of miles away.
I changed into my gym wear and headed towards the gym, which is down the street.
I got a message from Arsh .
Arsh: the spice nation at 11:30am today.
We are having a Sunday brunch before holidays and we difficulty convinced hania to join us.
If she is a normal person this would be her birthday brunch, but she is different and she don't like to celebrate such things so we are doing nothing special.
I don't know what to wear today , but at last I decided to wear a light blue jeans and paired it with a beige and white stripes shirt and white sneakers.
And i wrote a wrote a small note for her gift and wrapped the gift, but didn't place the note.
And i joined Arsh and shazu in the parking lot, today we going in Arsh's car so he is driving.
After 10 minutes Anvita and Hania too joined us ,Hania looks fucking beautiful today wearing a bronze colour Abaya. I like her dressing sense she always choose comfort over style and yet she looks modest and classy.
Maybe it's because she balances the look with a bag or her footwear,and make a her look like it's straight from Pinterest.
We are waiting for the food that we ordered.
"Ohh god it's like 3 months our college started and we all are never been apart , I miss you guys for a whole week" Arsh announced dramatically.
"Don't worry rishu we are there for you..."shazu mockingly replied.
"Have you finished your stuff??"Anvita said.
"There romance is a never ending one" i said rolling my eyes.
"If I start about you Romeo..."Arsh started talking but I just looked at him.surely eyes can talk alot.
"By the way hanu what are your hobbies?"he changed the topics.
"Um I don't have many but I love cooking and reading books, and to try new one's I don't have time...." She answered.
"Please don't say that you read romance like her"Arsh pointed towards Anvita.
With a scowl "she is not a idiot like you, she reads everything" Anvita replied.
Shahzain too loves book's "what sort of books you like.?"
"I like classic novels and psychology books basically everything that passes time, and occupies brain."hania replied.
Why the hell it sounds so familiar??
"Did you read Atlas and Lily's story??"Anvita chimed
"Lily is a red flag bro!!!" Shahzain added.
"Nope, but twisted series is my favourite in romance...." Hania announced happily.
"No way i too like it..."shazu said.
"You two should be twins,but mistakenly you became friends"Arsh stated and everyone burst into laughing.
"Who is your favourite twisted men?" Mine is Rhys Larsen!!!" Anvi inquired.
"Umm my favourite book is twisted lies so it would be Christian Harper." She answered hesitantly.
And i mentally noted to read it,to understand her better...I think I'm beyond obsessed with her...get a life Hamza, I can't imagine one without her.
who are you? What you have done to Hamza? My subconscious mocked at me.
"Mine is twisted hate I like Jules Ambrose.."it's different to see shahzain to talk like this to anyone except me and Arsh.
Arsh and i don't even know what they are talking about. I'm just looking at her while she is talking.
And it's time to gift her the gift we all selected for her the collage of all our photos till date.
It's idea of shazu and surely they're twins, because she liked it.
And I'm remembering our useless suggestions from last week.
"Guys ,we can give books to her" Anvita said
Arsh declined "it's a routine gift and we don't know what books she read."
"How about jewellery??I suggested.
"Have you seen her wearing any jewellery except watch"Anvi Snapped at me.
"you are very eager to gift her a ring, Hamza?" Shahzain whispered in my ear.
And i smacked his back.
"How about makeup, girls love it right?" Arsh added.
"Nope she doesn't like it, why she is a difficult person" Anvita was thinking too hard for Hania's gift.
And at last we gifted her a photo collage.
And it's time for them to leave, both Anvita and Hania are going home,and we miss them.
On my way to home I grabbed the book twisted lies.
I read the whole book in a day and half. It's a series but I only read the last book.
Damn the story is too familiar with me.
Christian Harper is hacker and stalker and obsessed with Stella from the moment he saw her.
Sound too familiar right.
I have done everything mentioned in that book, credit to my fucked up morals.except killing someone....
Maybe I've done that too...the unwanted visuals of London flooded my mind...
And he is secretive of his past and just fucked up like me.
On the other hand Stella Alsono is a insecure introverted girl, with a sunshine aura, who hides everything with her friends not burden them with her problems.
Just like her,no doubt why that's her favourite book.
And the biggest thing is that he didn't believe in love and she didn't do relationships, but they loved eachother
And they ended up together,but It was twisted lies but our's is twisted with fate and destiny.
Did I just mentioned our's?? Well I already stalked her, and obsessed with her.....and i don't know what I feel I will eat my own words in future I guess....
It's her birthday tomorrow and
I sent her gift to her address and i hope she likes it.
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I just wanted to know that which is your favourite character so far?
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