Zaynah's POV

"Hello," I laid down on the bed and received the call of Azlan.

"I missed you," his deep voice made my heartbeat in a different rhythm.

I didn't speak anything and closed my eyes.

"How are you doing?" I tried to change the topic.

"Zaynah, you can say anything, you know,"

"I know, right," I chewed my bottom lip.

" I love you more than anything, you're the first person for whom I fell in sujood, but I know you don't love me, and it's okay! I can wait for you for my whole life," emotions were dripping from his voice which brought guilt to my heart.

"He's very sensitive, please never break his heart," Mishal's voice was ringing in my head and a tear fell from my eyes. I didn't want to hurt him but I couldn't feel for him in the same way. It was my fault that I gave him hope and now it leads to serious love.

Shouldn't I die from the happiness that someone loves me in this way? I've always wanted this type of love, I've always waited for this type of love then why my heart is not happy?? Why did I want to escape? Why was it becoming hard for me to accept all these things?

Cuz you're already in love with the guy, the guy who doesn't even notice you, who is unaware of your presence, the guy who loves someone else, the guy who sees you as his sister's friend only!

I sighed heavily and changed the topic.

******

"What will I do at your home? It's your family's function, Zara,"

" Shut up, Zaynah...My family is also your family. My mom likes you a lot, she insisted me to bring you to the party. Also, Hamza and Hammad want you, they want to introduce you to their mom, and believe me, you will love my aunt, Okay listen, mom is calling me... I'm gonna hang up! Be there before five," Zara cut me off and hung up the call.

I let out a deep breath and sat lazily on the bed. I was antisocial and I hate gatherings. Also, how was I gonna walk among those rich people, I didn't even have any proper dress to wear. But I couldn't tell this to Zara, she might be busy or she would take it as an excuse.

I facepalmed myself and opened my wardrobe but I didn't find any decent thing to wear. I sat on the bed again in disappointment when Naina walked into the room.

"Hey, what's up," she smiled at me. I remembered the last time how she was sending me death glares but it was so natural as I hurt her best friend.

"Umm nothing, " I smiled weakly.

"Do you need any help?" She questioned as she saw me surrounded between piles of clothes.

"I was just looking for some dress to wear at Zara's party," I replied her playing with my hair.

" You're going too?" She eyed me from head to toe.

" Huh?"

" Umm nothing, it's just I'm also going there, we are family friends, let me help you to choose your dress," she came closer to me and started checking my wardrobe.

"Sorry to say but you don't have any appropriate piece of dress to wear," She said with pitiful eyes, and my face became red.

" I know," I started folding all the dresses.

"I wish, I could lend you my dress, but I've only one dress and I'm wearing it tonight," she showed her concern and I forced a smile.

" It's okay,"

"But one person can help you," She said thinking something.

" Who?" I raised my eyebrows.

" Farwa," she replied nonchalantly and my mouth opened from shock.

Was she kidding me??

She knows everything right??

I'd rather die but can't ask her for help!

Like she's gonna help you, lmao!

"You gotta kidding me right?" I looked at her weirdly.

" No, she has an amazing collection of all kinds of dresses," she spoke in a rhythm.

"Umm no thanks, Also I don't feel like going anywhere," I said sluggishly.

" You have such a big nose, Can't you just put your ego aside?" She narrowed her eyes at me.

" Okay, I'm not showing ego but Do you wanna die from your friend's hand? " I snapped back.

"Do you trust me?" She smirked at me.

"Umm.. huh?"

"Yes or No?"

"Umm...yes, but why are you helping me?" I looked at her in confusion.

" Bro, what the fuck, Why can't I help anyone?" She replied curtly and I realized that I shouldn't say these things to her.

" Ahh, Sorry..."

"What's going on here?" We both were spooked as we heard her voice.

"Farwa, hey baby," Naina tried to hug her but she pushed her away.

"Don't be clingy Naina, just tell me what do you want?" She rolled her eyes and opened her wardrobe.

" Umm actually, your roommate had nothing to wear for the party at Shah Mansion so I promised her to bring her dress but as you know...." Damn! She was so good at acting.

" What? " Farwa furrowed her brows together.

"You know I don't have anything decent except that pink dress which I'm wearing today, so obviously I need your dress, " she completed her sentence in a single breath, and to be honest I wanted to stop her. Like, I wasn't some beggar or something and I didn't want her favor.

"No way I'm giving that bitch my dress," Farwa snarled and my face became red from humiliation.

" But I promised..." Naina whined.

"You and your silly promises," she glared at her and then put her head in the wardrobe.

Naina winked at me but I wanted to refuse, I am definitely not gonna wear her dress.

"Take this, you will look good in this and don't mind what I said," Farwa came closer to me and handed me a black dress. Her voice was low and soft which was unexpected. I didn't know what had gotten in her that she became instantly nice to me. Now, it would be rude if I would refuse to take her dress so I silently took the dress.

After taking shower, I slipped in a simple beautiful black gown whose material was softer than anything. I came outside to see Naina in her pink dress. She was doing her makeup and looking pretty.

"Wow you look beautiful, thank me later," Naina gave me an approving look and I became nervous.

"Let me do your makeup and hijab," she offered me as she saw me struggling with the hijab.

Makeup? I had never wear any makeup so I was just nervous but she pulled me to the chair. I already loved that girl. She was so sweet.

She applied God knows what but her hands were working as a professional artist.

"Woah, just look at you," she exclaimed and I put the glance at my reflection. The black gown was so perfectly fit in my body and Naina did some magic on my face, I was looking different or maybe beautiful?? I was gawking at my own reflection lmao!

The first time in my life I found myself beautiful, I was feeling like a princess. I smiled and hugged Naina, "Thank you so much,"

"Hey, don't ruin my hair," she pushed me a little and I smiled again.

"So are you ready Naina?" I tilted my head when Farwa made a royal entry.

In a Royal blue color dress, she was looking like some princess, I stood in awe. No one could match her. And I realized that I was nothing in front of her also the dress I was wearing right now belongs to her.

And the man you love also belongs to her.

My heart whispered and the wave of sadness rushed through my body.

******

Zara sent Naseem Uncle to pick me and Naina, Farwa had already left. The car stopped in front of Shah Mansion and I climbed off.

Once again, anxiety rushed through my body and my palm became sweaty. My heart was beating fast from anxiety and I wanted to run but I knew I couldn't do this.

I stepped inside and the next moment I was startled. Shah Mansion was looking totally different, it was the first time I came to any party or simply say any high-class people's party. Everything was so beautiful and perfect and I stood there in awe.

People had expensive dresses and jewelry on their body which made me nervous but I realized that I was looking like them too. I was also wearing their type of dress but still, I found myself suffocating in the big hall. I was having an anxiety attack, I tried to calm myself.

"Oh my God, is it you? Sorry I didn't recognize you...omgg...you look so pretty," Zara spotted me and pulled me in a hug. She was looking like a princess too in a beautiful red dress.

"Thank you, you're looking amazing too Zara," I pulled her cheeks and smiled.

" Okay thank you but your dress is so perfect, where did you..?"

" It's not mine, it's Farwa's dress," I cut her off and lowered my head.

" That bitch, how did she help you," Zara had a smug look on her face, "but anyways you're looking so pretty," she giggled.

" Zara, mom is calling you," we both turned our heads to the voice and my heart skipped millions of beats again to see him.

"Okay I'll catch you later," Zara left us alone but he was still standing there.

Why is he still here??

My heart was racing fast and the blush crept on my face.

"Zaynah," I was gazing at the floor when his voice brought goosebumps in my whole body. I lifted my head and looked at the most beautiful boy in this universe.

He was looking like some fairytale prince, his brown eyes were glued on my face and had different emotions in them. His perfect smile could steal anyone's heart.

We didn't utter a word, we were just staring into each other eyes. The time had stopped and I prayed to last this moment forever. Only if he knew what his intense gaze was doing in my body. My throat became dry and I was feeling a lot of things... which I never felt before.

"Wajahat," we snapped out of our daze and turned our head at Farwa who was disdainfully looking at us and the person next to Farwa was shooting daggers at me.