《She Is My Smile ✔》42|Bold!
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I was in a tight embrace and that voice of the man was the same I heard in my dream.
"Shhh...it's okay", he wishpered and my heart accelerated. I flinched and backed off, he seemed dumbfounded.
"I'm-I'm fine, just a bad dream", I whispered back panting hard. He passed me a glass of water which I gulped in with trembling hands. He took back the glass and wiped the liquid off my face. I didn't stop him, what I saw last night didn't give me enough strength to do it again. I sat cross legged fidgeting my thumbs in my lap keeping my gaze glued to it. I was recalling my dream. He was quietly observing me I guess.
A black car, road, those blue eyes, some conversation, my aunt and uncle, their screams on me, the jungle, timber, spotlight, white house, guns and an old man advancing my way.....
I saw these things with breaks in between each scene. What was that? Seemed like I have witnessed everything. Ya ALLAH, was my past memories related to all these?
My head fell in my hands, I couldn't conclude everything when I felt a hand on my shoulders.
"Hey you okay?" He asked in ever sweet tone. I'm sure those blue eyes and my ferocious conversation belonged to him. I just nodded on his sweet concern where my heart did a back flip.
"You can tell me if you want to?" He said but I knew I wasn't ready, he was still a stranger to me, I didn't feel secure around him honestly.
"No, I'm good", I whispered back and laid down dragging the duvet up my face hearing his dejected sigh.
My head was banging where my laughs and cries were echoing in my mind. What was all these? The thoughts were simply irking me.
"Good night", I felt a peck on my hair, well I didn't expect that, his attempt stiffened me but I didn't show any response. I guess he's sleeping and now the sleep was far away from my eyes. After some good minutes I was laying straight with him on my side, he was sleeping with little open mouth and scrunched brows. I had no idea we were greatest couple in my past, he still loved me and I witnessed the sincerity in his eyes but why my heart wasn't feeling the same, it's all new I guess, it's again the beginning for me.
I got off the bed and wrapped the shawl around my body, I dragged myself out of the room where I met the deserted hallway. I touched the switch and the lights flicked open, his house was indeed beautiful. I walked passed the corridor where many pictures of him hanging on the wall along with another boy, they seemed like brothers but not similar. In each picture he was looking different yet handsome, he was indeed a well crafted man. The picture at the end of the corridor picked my interest, it was me in it which made me 100% sure that I lost my memories. We both were looking in eachother's eyes where he was holding me by my waist and my hands were resting on his chest. We were laughing out loud on some joke probably but that was one of the most beautiful picture in the entire hallway, that thing took away my heart. One could treat us as couple goals. That picture was an art, an art of LOVE.
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I gently caressed that picture on the wall trying to feel my past that seemed beautiful but I guess things were not in my luck to come back to me. I just sighed and made way down the spiral stairs scanning every inch of his massive yet spectacular mansion. My stomach growled and I made my way to the kitchen in search for some food. I treated myself with some noodles and sat on the stool with chin on my fist when I heard loud footsteps, my heart picked a beat. I hurriedly made way to the kitchen door when in blink of an eye I was in someone's embrace and that someone didn't have his t-shirt on.
"Thanks God", he mumbled, I knew he was big boss.
"I thought I'll lose you again", he blabbered out some stuffs.
"Can't you just tell me before leaving the room?" Now he scolded me still holding my arms.
"Ahh, yo-you were sleeping", I looked sideways when he just took another deep breath.
"You're hungry?" He asked looking at my face.
"I was but I have eaten", I replied when I took a step back, his hands fell to the sides.
"Wanna eat more? I can make for you", he smiled the weak one and advanced to the kitchen counter.
"Ohh no no, I'm done with eating trust me", I tried to stop him.
"Ohh please don't lie, I'm gonna make your favourite chicken lasagna", he mumbled when he motioned to the fridge giving me some weird feelings in the pit of my stomach.
How did he know I was a huge fan of this food? Ohh yeah memories, I lost them, he didn't.
"Big boss", I called him out when he only hummed placing the chicken on the counter.
"I have eaten, I promise", I again told him but he just nodded his head in NO. Strange stubborn man.
"What you had?" He asked slicing the chicken into small pieces. Why he's overreacting?
"Noddles", I replied.
"What? Are you serious? Is that a thing to eat?" He snorted while letting out a laugh.
"I'm not going to eat whatever you'll make", this time I gritted my teeth but that man was lost in his work.
"You have to eat no matter what", he again laughed. Now his actions were getting on my nerves.
"I said na I don't wanna eat why don't you just understand", I yelled, yes I yelled on his face when his hands froze in midair. He lifted his blue eyes and it reflected pain.
"Stop acting like my husband or lover, I'm not going to eat, that's all", I couldn't control my tongue but he was just staring me back when the tool dropped off his hands.
"Yell one more time", he said in a deep tone.
"I'm not going to do whatever you'll say", this time I snorted.
There was a long silence until he took a deep breath.
"You know what you're not my Zarnish", he said and his words took me off guard.
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"She never yelled on me like you did and I never felt this awkward around her which I feel around you", his tone was tough yet painful.
"I lost her the day she went through that fu****g surgery", his volume raised but voice cracked. I was frozen in my spot.
"I have lost my Zarnish", and now he burst into tears. He pushed all the things on the counter and they all fell on the ground shattering into many small pieces. I backed off, I even felt the tears in my eyes, he looked so vulnerable.
"I have lost her", he punched the wall and walked out of the kitchen in rage. I was frozen in my spot feeling totally guilty for treating him this way, I just collapsed in the floor below not getting what exactly I should do now. I made the situation worst but what could I have done, just like he said I also feel awkward around him, I was still not comfortable in his company. Tears recklessly fell off my eyes when some of my sobs were echoing in the silent air. My eyes darted to the shattered pieces of glass where I noticed some blood drops. Oh no he had injured himself but now he would kill me if I would go to him.
Would he really kill me? I think No, as per him he loves me so much. Let's try it Zarnish. I gathered my clumsy self and ascended the stairs, my heartbeat accelerated with each step I took towards him, the drops became the pools of blood at mere distances. I hurriedly walked to the door and stood in front of it. I wiped my tears and let out some supplications before barging in the room. He was sitting on the bed trying to treat his wound but failed miserably. His eyes snapped to me, they were bloodshot and outrageous, a shiver ran down my spine. He rolled his eyes and got off the bed gathering the stuffs, the blood was still oozing from the wound as he bandaged it loosely.
"Let me treat it", I boldly spoke when he looked in my direction.
"Stop acting like my wife, you don't deserve to be one", he spat out when I just looked back in his eyes with utter shock.
"But I'm more stubborn than you mister", I let out a tough statement and stood in front of him.
"Sit", I pointed to the bed but he didn't budge.
"You can't be my Zarnish", he snorted.
"I'm your Zarnish", I raised my volume when he was all frozen in the spot not even looking in my eyes. I took him by his shoulders and made him sit, he obeyed obediently. I placed his injured foot over the bed and applied ointment feeling his gaze on me. He winced in a while but didn't object. I wrapped up the injury with the bandage and gathered the stuffs. His eyes were still on me and now I was facing him, he was sitting at the edge of the bed while I was standing close with our eyes interlocked.
"Your Zarnish was bold right?" I mumbled when I put my lips on his in blink of an eye. I had to do this and I did.
At first he was shocked and frozen but then he responded, he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me to him until our body flushed. Honestly that kiss felt alien yet good. That's my first kiss according to me keeping aside the past memories.
He pulled me more until I was hovering his body where our lips were moving in sync. He ran his hands gently on my back giving me shivers all over my body. My hands reached his hair and now we were sharing a passionate kiss until we needed air and we backed off, I rested my forehead on his feeling crimson color covered my cheeks, I closed my eyes.
Zarnish you're damn bold, man!
I gently opened my eyes to see him staring at me with so much emotions dancing in his eyes. I backed off and sat straight hesitantly, he followed my gesture.
"You're unbelievably strange", he mumbled and I agreed with him in my mind, what I just did I couldn't even register. A minute ago I was feeling insecure around him and now I was sharing some sensual moments with him, what's going inside me. Ohh God!
"Thanks", I heard him but I didn't look in his way.
"Well we have done something more than that", he again said, I could feel his smirk, the heat rushed up my body and I just gulped in my spit closing my eyes.
The tension in air had reduced and I was glad for that.
"Did you feel it?" He asked and I opened my eyes biting my lower lip.
"Yes", I mumbled back swivelling my head in his direction.
"I'm glad", he was still not smiling but looking intently at me.
"Did I kiss you the same way before?" I asked him.
"You weren't that bold back then", he winked and laid on the bed.
Ohh no! What I just did.
Another feeling crept inside me making me heat up and blush harder at the same time.
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