I wave at my friends after the good day I had with them with a satisfactory smile I stand near the entrance waiting for Ayaan to come and pick me up but soon I see a girl who is my junior joins me and stands by my side to not look boring I start a conversation and in less than ten minutes she was picked up by an old man.

I hold my hands together feeling cold under this cold weather. I mentally scold myself for not listening to Ayaan and not bringing a coat to wear.

Where is he? I tap my leg on the floor while leaning against the wall as I wait for him but look around to see people slowly leaving. When none was standing beside me my heart fills with insecure thoughts and the possibilities of him abandoning me.

I don't even have a phone to call him neither I know his number so that I can call him from the watchman's phone. What to do now? I feel like I will die in this cold.

I want to become Elsa now—like cold never bothers her anyway. I love winter but sometimes it sucks.

I wait and wait and wait and then finally I feel tears building up my eyes at the possibilities of him abandoning me.

Cars and bikes drives through the way and I hopefully look up every time a car passes only to feel my hope shattering in to pieces.

I wipe my tears and hug myself standing in the corner near the tree waiting for someone who has forgotten about me.

A car swiftly stops infront of me but I do not lift my eyelids to look up cause I know I will only get disappointed.

When I hear footsteps rushing towards my side, I look up only to feel my eyes watering again and I bite my lips to not sob when I see the figure which my eyes was searching for.

My body was forcefully pulled forward and I crashed in to his build up muscular body, his chest heaving up and down as he breathes heavily. His arms are wrapped around me, hugging me tightly as his warm hands are rubbing my back up and down when he feels me trembling in this ice cold weather.

I hate him!! I swear I do but then why can't I push him away?! I am not going to him for the next I don't know but many minutes!

"I am sorry I am so sorry" he cups my face his face showing real worry as he looks way too guilty. I do not reply obviously telling him that I am upset "ya allah you are so cold" he moves to remove his coat and swiftly wraps it around me.

With my trembling lips I am not even able to speak. He takes me towards the car and opens the door. So I sit while rubbing myself shivering from the obvious cold breeze which is only worsening my state.

My heart jumps out my chest when he leans down buckles my seat belt, I try to keep my breathing normally but couldn't help but gawk my eyes out at our closeness.

He moves back after assuring himself that I am safe.

He quickly walks to the other side to take a seat and when he sits he on's the heater.

"I am sorry...I seriously don't know how I forgot. I feel like a shit I am so sorry" he turns and apologises again and again but I do not reply-I am angry...my legs are aching so bad that I think if his heart aches for few minutes it's not a big deal.

He moves forward to hold my cold hand, and rubs them to warm them up up with his warmth but when it does not help he leans closer to blow his hot breath gently placing his lips on my palm he blows them and that sudden touch trembles my body.

But the affection he is showing tears me up and I silently cry while admiring him "please don't cry" he cups my face and wipes my tear.

"Are you still cold" only a head shake he is expecting but since I am in my angry character I do not give him any answer "when we reach home I will make you a hot chocolate hmm?" He smiles at me and I only blankly look at him.

With a disappointed look he turns and starts the ignition to drive away.

I squeeze my hands together in between my thighs, with my head resting against the headboard of the seat I look out of the window but feel his eyes wandering from the road to me.

The car finally stops and my heart relaxes at the thought of snuggling in those thick comfy blankets.

He moves out and open the door acting like a gentleman but I am still angry so I ignore his gentleness when the door opens and the rich cold breeze hits my skin my body trembles and I feel like just shutting the door close and sleeping here.

Ayaan leans closer to unbuckle my seatbelt, his hands finding mine and when are both hands interlock I look up to see him still giving me a guilty look.

I gulp the hot tears but move out to be inside. He stands closer but do not hold me and hugs me like before and that disappoints me.

A sigh escapes my lips when I find no one in the living room so we quickly walk past the living room towards our.

When I feel my head throbbing more I remove his coat and place it on the bed before joining in those comfy blanket which is waiting for me. I do not even bother to remove my Abaya, I feel weak, I feel each and every limbs in my body trembling.

I hear the room door being closed and soon the bed sinks "kinza, please change first, you won't be comfortable if you sleep in this" he worries about my comfortableness and I again ignore him with a sigh he leaves the bed and soon my side sinks indicating that he is sitting beside me.

"Kinza, I am sorry please don't ignore me like this" he for the first time shows some feeling and I can feel my heart warming at his affection which I am secretly craving for and maybe that's the reason why I am keeping my mouth shut.

A hand touches my skin jolts my body up and soon the gentle caress on the cheek calms me "kinza...please look at me" he again asks for my attention, his hand slowly creeping its way to remove the pin so my hijaab would come off.

He every so carefully removes my hijaab and now I turn to his side and open my eyes to see him looking at me with obvious sadness.

"I am sorry, I know you're upset and I know I did something which is worth being scolded but please don't ignore me, your silence is irritating and it's killing me" a smile forms on my lips when I hear him opening his heart for the first time. My mind is mentally grinning but I hide it like a professional hider.

"I hate you" my lips and mouth feels dry when I open my mouth after a long break I took.

"Huh? Sorry?" He looks confused but a smile forms on his lips hearing me which he tries to hide "I said I hate you!" I sit up to take out everything on him "do you know how your legs curses on you if you make them stand for more than two hours, oh how would you know you were all chilling in your seat ordering people. How can you forget picking me up!! I felt like I was abandon in the street when the watchman was taking a peek at me at time to time just to see if I am really a homeless person. You know what I don't want to talk to you I hate you I seriously thought of punching you when I see you but your cute guilty face is not letting me do anything, I am freaking not even able to give you a silent treatment!!" I breathe out letting everything in one. God I am thirsty I should have drank water first before starting.

"I am thirsty give me water" he chuckles but nods to my order and stands up to grab the bottle from the stand, he opens the cap and handles me. I gulp half of the bottle down and after hydrating myself I mentally revise my speech again which I prepared while staying quiet.

"So I was telling that my legs are hurting and if you want to be kind you can massage it I won't stop you and I also want to—" I stop when he calls me "kinza?"

"What?" I raise my eyebrow glaring at him for cutting me off "will I sound rude If I say you to go back to sleep" huh? My eyes widening at his open forwards roasting.

"I hate you!!" I throw a pillow on him only to hear him laughing out like I have just cracked an amazing joke.

"Get lost!!" He holds my wrist to calm me down ""okay okay calm down I was just joking you can yell as much as you want but first go change your clothes? Hmm?" Those soft eyes which are shinning looks at my angry ones which are melting under his touch.

"Hmm" I hum back and throw the sheets away, I stand up only to stumble on my weak steps.

"Careful" his hands wraps around my waist securely and I can only feel my legs telling me to shutup and sit and don't torture them more "let me take you" he takes slow steps towards the bathroom keeping up with my phase as I follow him with wobbling legs.

He opens the door so I could enter and I like a pregnant lady walks in with slow steps.

I tidy up the sheets placing her bag on the table and changing myself into a comfortable clothes very quickly so she does not witness something she should not.

I lay down on the bed waiting for the girl who is running a shower now. I nibble on my lower lips while thinking about how I was practically begging for her attention. When did I became like this? I am not someone who craves for attention what is wrong with you Ayaan?!

Okay—I understand it was my mistake apologising and all was alright but telling her to talk and not ignore me? Who the hell spelled on me or which romantic jinn entered me that I was holding her and pouring all the affection that I didn't even know exists.

What she must be thinking about me?! Ofcourse a pathetic lonely person who gets attached to someone so easily its barely a week I have been with her and I am already getting upset when she is ignoring me. Ayan calm your nerves down this is not you and you don't want someone to play with your heart right? Just like her sister did. It hurted like shit when her sister made me feel useless, you got way to close by heart just by listening to her sweet voice before....and now don't do the same mistake again.

"What are you thinking?" I lift my eyes to see kinza standing near me, I clear my throat to reply "nothing, you should take some rest...are you still feeling cold?" I question the girl who shakes her head.

"Hmm good" I stand up to give her some space. When she slides in those thick blankets I move forward to fix the sheets near her leg before switching off the lights and closing the curtains, I walk towards the balcony to relax my non relaxed mind.

I pull Kinza closer knowing that she is only one who hugs me while sleeping I snuggle in her fresh smelling hair, which smells like strawberry. Even though I don't like strawberry her hair smells different, it's addicting.

Feeling comfortable after sleeping in this position for everyday I do not wake up with an heart attack. I hear few hums but I do not move or push her away before she wakes up just like I do all the time when she ends up on me. But snuggle closer enjoying the warmth her body is giving and ignoring the warmth the blankets are giving.

Satisfaction fills through my heart when she let's out a gasp of surprise but soon relaxes and keeps herself low just so she doesn't wake me. I keep pretending that I am dead in my dreamland just to see what she does and how she reacts.

"Ya allah" she holds my arm which is wrapped around her waist "Ayan?" An almost inaudible whisper reaches my ears as if she does not want to wake me but just to not feel guilty for not waking me up and sleeping she whisper "Ayaan?" She again calls out for me in a whisper and that soft whisper did flip my heart and a different feeling which I never witnessed erupts my stomach.

"He is sleeping" she speaks almost to herself. I hold my self from gasping when she throws her leg on top of mines and mumbles "I am sleepy too" before snuggling closer to my chest and hugging me as if I am her teddy bare.

I am sure she is not in her sense or else she wouldn't have snuggled closer instead she would have pushed me even if I am dead asleep. I am sure about that.

My hand itching to caress her so I slide my finger tips up only to find her shirt ridden up so I gently caress her bare skin, my hands burning at this contradiction but my dizzy mind making me feel bolder than I should.

I place my warm palm on her smooth waist subtly running my finger tips ever so gently, trying my best to control my hormones and not squeeze this milky skin and not to wake her up but enjoy the warmth she is giving me mentally and physically.

When I see it's only 4 at night I let sleep fully take over my heavy eyelids.

Few hard knocks on the door forces me to open my eyes. Kinza groans right next to ear at this irritating sound of someone knocking which is destroying our beauty sleep.

I open my eyes to see Kinza's face just mere inches apart, even if I bob my head I am going to bump her that's how close we are.

I gulp feeling hot at our closeness which is very new to me. I roll my eyes when the impatient soul again knocks not letting me have a good admiration and view of my wife.

With a sigh I remove her hands from my waist and push my body up being careful so that I do not fall since I am sleeping in the very corner of my bed and the whole other side is empty, cause kinza thinks my place is more comfortable so she rolls in her sleep and ends up on top of me, thanks to Allah that she doesn't rolls on the other side...I do not want to wake up with loud cries in the middle of the night.

I rub my palms over my face to look a little fresh but curse under my breathe when the unknowledgeable person bangs the door again.

Who the freaking hell is this?

I walk towards the door to open it only to find a very worried Ryaan standing infront breathing heavily as if he is scared or got a very bad news.

"Bro...bhabhi" I raise my eyebrow all confused at his worried state. "What's wrong?" I rub my eyes to look at him clearly. He peeks inside to check at kinza who is sleeping soundly.

"You-you did not get the call? Where is you phone? Why are you not picking up the call??" I get more confused when he speaks without making any sense.

"What happened Ryaan? Why do you look so—" he cuts me off with a sentence which automatically made my body stumble a step back. Huh? W-What?