《The nerd and Mr. Popular✔️》Chapter 45
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"Aww, look at the scars, look like the baby girl had a bad childhood," she touched my scars with a knife and I squirmed.
"Wajahat isn't gonna leave you," I found it necessary to repeat Indian movies dialogue.
God! Zaynah, you're dying.
"Any last wish?" She ignored my dialogue and asked with a devilish smirk.
"Yes," I nodded.
"Okay, you'll remember it after your death, now tell me what do you want?" She sighed and dropped the knife on the floor.
"I want a mint Oreo cake, a huge tub of icecreams, two shawarma, a big size of a pizza, and one plate biryani," this was all that I could think of.
" Wtf? Really?" She looked at me in disbelief.
"Okay if you don't mind, you can bring me some chocolates too," I pouted and started imagining myself tasting that food.
Although, my nose, stomach, and whole body were still hurting like hell but my tummy and heart were cravings for that heaven.
"You're weird," she narrowed her eyes and asked someone to bring me my wishlist item.
" Hey, you're forgetting shawarma," I whined but the next moment, I earned death glares from her. I shrugged my shoulders and started biting my nails from my teeth.
After a few minutes, my order arrived and my eyes lit up.
Fast service!
"Take this and fulfill your last wish," Naina threw a big packet at me.
" Aww, Iloveyousomuchhh," I blew a kiss at her and started unwrapping the packets. I've completely forgotten all the pain.
"Ain't you afraid of dying?" She asked frustratingly.
" Naah, I mean everyone has to die one day, plus if you'll kill me, I'll go straight to heaven and you're gonna rot in hell, " I blurted out and smiled.
Her facial expressions changed and she looked mad but I ignored her completely and dug the spoon in the ice cream tub.
"Mhmm," I was moaning from pleasure and licking my fingers.
"Stop doing this, please..." She growled and I rolled my eyes at her.
"Thank you so much for the awesome treat, I can never forget this, you're such a sweetheart, " I had finished half of the packet.
" You're playing with me? Huh? " Her eyes were raging from anger which made my lips curled into a smile.
"Before dying, I wanna confess something to you," I sat idly on the chair and yawned.
" What?"
" Do you know what the whole college calls you? They say you look like a goat...and.... "
" What the fuck? " She cut me off and held her grip on my throat, I choked and twitched her arm.
"Ouch," she jerked my hands away.
"I never said those things cuz goats are cute and... "
" Stop playing with me, recite your last word, and be ready to die, she's just coming," she pushed me to the wall and put the knife on my forehead.
"C'mon Naina, she's so unpunctual, she's coming for an hour but she is still on her way, I'm feeling sleepy and I'm gonna take a nap, wake me up once she reaches here," I outstretched my arms and laid down.
My heart was thumping and my lips were reciting Dua. I had distracted Naina but I knew it's not gonna last more than a few minutes.
I didn't wanna stay there anymore, I'll handle Asiya, I just wanna go away from this place where no one is mine. No one believes me, no one actually cares about me. I wiped off my tears and started waiting for any taxi or cab.
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"Zaynah please, I don't know how to tell you but someone's playing with your mind," Zara ran after me and held my hands to stop me.
" Zara, I don't know what's wrong with y'all. Why do you can't see the things, I'm seeing. She attacked me several times, leave it, Zara, I gotta go," I knew there was no need to argue with her.
"And you're not seeing the things which is so obvious, at the party night Farwa was in the garden and the day you got hit by the car, she was with me and Wajahat..." Zara sighed and gave me a tired look.
" Zaynah, Can you please trust me once?" She gave me a pleading look.
" Okay, as you know Farwa is inside but according to you if she's not the same hoodie girl then I'm not safe...that person will attack me as now it's a perfect chance...," I said thinking something and she looked at me in confusion.
"What do you wanna say?" She furrowed her brows at me.
"I'm going to download a tracking app on my phone and you're going to do the same...and we will share our locations, so basically you can see where I am," I told her my entire plan.
"Oh, so you mean that hoodie girl is gonna attack you but what if she won't attack you?" She wiggled her eyebrows.
" Bruhh, she attacked me every time she found me alone and today's the perfect chance," I passed her a weak smile.
"But what if you get hurt? " tears were visible in her beautiful eyes, I pulled her in a hug and assured her," Bruhh, the Almighty is with me, also you can see my location,"
I stopped a cab and settled on my seat but I knew Farwa is related to all these things, my gut feeling was telling me this and I decided to listen to my gut feelings.
End of the flashback...
"Have you lost your mind? Like you really think you're here to eat and take a nap. Oh God, I'm so stupid," realization hit Naina and she moved towards me with her furious face.
" Wow! You realized it so early" I gave her a saccharine smile.
" You were playing with me... You bitch..." She grabbed my neck and hit me in the chest. The intense pain shot in my body and I groaned. I tried my best to distract Naina but God knows why Zara was taking so long.
My nose, lips, hands, knees, everything was bleeding which was making my mind blank.
Zaaraaaaa...!
Naina took an iron rod and was about to hit me when a voice reached our ears.
"Stop Naina... Don't move an inch or we will shoot you," she looked shocked and scared as her eyes landed on the police team.
"How the fuck..."
"This..." I showed her my phone and smirked. She opened her mouth to say something but nothing came out.
A lady constable put handcuffs in her hands and started dragging Naina along with her.
"Zaynah..." Wajahat and Zara ran towards me and gave me support to stand. I was looking vulnerable and no energy was left in my body.
I put a last glance at Farwa who was standing in front of me. The guilt started hovering over me and I blacked out.
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"Zara..." I opened my eyes and called Zara who was sitting beside me.
"You awake baby?" She let out a deep breath of relief.
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"Yeah... But I have no energy to do anything..." My voice was low as I had no energy to speak.
" Doctor has given you so many pain relief injections as he told us that you may have some internal injury, so just close your eyes and ..."
" How are you, honey?" Mrs. Umaisha came inside and pecked my cheeks.
"I wanna talk to Farwa," something was piercing my soul and heart and I was feeling suffocated.
"You need rest, baby..." Mrs. Umaisha smiled at me.
" Aunty, please,"
" Yes, I'm here..." A beautiful girl walked in and the first time I noticed how innocent her face was.
"How are you, Zaynah?" Her voice was soft and calm which sounds so foreign from her mouth.
"Farwa...Can you please forgive me? I don't even have guts to say sorry..." My eyes were filled with guilt and tears.
"Hey, it's fine! If I were at your place I'd do the same," she smiled but I could see the hidden pain behind her fake smile.
I did enough to ruin her image in IISC.
Forgiving me won't be easy for her. A tear fell from my eyes and the next moment I unexpectedly hugged her. I felt a different warmth, different comfort in her arms.
"Don't be clingy, stay away from me," she scoffed and scrunched her nose. The mean, rude Farwa was back, and to be honest, I liked her more. We both looked at each other and laughed.
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"Gossip Girls," Zara cooed.
"Noooo," Farwa and I both shouted in unison.
" Zara, I swear I'll kill you. Don't dare to think, bro I've watched millions of times with you..." I seethed at her and she pouted.
" Fantastic beast?" Farwa raised her eyebrows at us.
" I hate Harry Potter," Zara whined like a baby.
"Mission impossible..."
"Inception,"
"The Dark Knight,"
"Deadpool,"
" The black widow,"
" Guys please stop! Let's watch 'Kuch Kuch hota h', " I cut them off who were arguing like Tom and Jerry.
"Ek ladka aur ek ladki kabhi dost nhi ho sakte, (A boy and a girl can never be friends) " they cooed and smiled at me.
Believe me, it all felt so new, spending time together with Farwa, arguing and playing silly with her.
"Well, I can watch this movie for Shahrukh, and yeah I'm gonna grab some snacks," Zara rushed outside.
My eyelids were getting heavy and I just wanted to sleep. Their eyes were glued on the screen and they were lost in the movie.
We cocked our heads towards the door as we heard a knock.
"Yeahh,"
"Wow, girl's night," Wajahat walked in, and he scanned our faces.
" Yeah, Don't spoil our movie, now go, no one wants you here," Zara rolled her eyes.
"When you have your best friend then why are you stealing my best friend, " he stood beside Farwa and snapped back.
Farwa's lips curled into a sweet smile and my heart wrenched.
"They are just friends and he loves you, his eyes had love, care, and everything for you, "
Naina's voice rang in my head but it was still hard to believe cuz I've heard Wajahat confessing his love for Farwa, also he never showed me anything.
My gaze accidentally traveled to his eyes and the next moment my breath stopped, he was staring at me, I quickly pulled away and quickly calmed my breath.
"Wajahat just go, it's girl's night and we know why are you here?" Zara smirked and then give me a plain look.
"Wow, you know and you still not helping me. What kind of sister are you? " He rolled his eyes dramatically and sat on the couch.
" Sorry, we can't help you... You need Umaisha's Aunty permission, " Farwa blew a kiss at him and my head spun. I just wanted to sleep.
"Farwa... I'll see you..." He pouted.
"Stop Wajahat, you know I can't say no to this cute face, " she whined and scrunched her face.
" I love you," he blew back a kiss at him and my eyeballs popped out from the socket. What the heck was going on there??
"Bro, this movie is boring... Let's play some games with boys, " Farwa stood up and signaled Zara to follow her but she was lying there lazily.
"I hate you Wajahat, you ruined our movie, our night," she scoffed and followed her.
I was still in shock, they didn't ask anything to me and they just left me there...
I looked at Wajahat who was following them.
Wow... I hate them...
He reached to the door and my eyes widened when I saw him locking the door.
Wait .. what just happened??
Bruhh I'm really dumb...
I was staring at him in shock when he made a place next to me and settled down. My heart was racing and my mind was going blank.
"So Mrs. Zaynah Wajahat Shah...How are you?" Damn! My name sounds so sexy from his mouth. I swallowed the lumps formed in my throat and licked my dry chapped lips.
I lowered my gaze and my cheeks were becoming red God knows why.
"Zaynah," he lifted me by my chin and looked straight into my eyes, I stared into his dark brown orbs and my heart missed a beat. I saw everything in his eyes what Naina mentioned to me, his eyes had every kind of emotion which fastened my heartbeats.
He held my hands and gently squeezed them. I wanted to run away from this, a tear escaped from my eyes and rolled down my cheeks. I was tired from his game. I didn't know anything about his feelings. I didn't know if he's playing with me or what? He was bipolar, now I didn't want my heart to hold any kind of expectations.
" What's wrong, Zaynah..." His eyes widened and smile dropped as he noticed my tears.
" Wajahat, Do you know why Naina did all those things to me? Cuz she thinks you...
I mean how can you..." I let out a soft fake chuckle.
" You...?" His eyes were still fixed on my face.
" She thinks, you love me...lol!" I laughed out and tears started slipping from my eyes. He didn't say anything, he was just frozen at his place and I got my answers.
He can never love me!
"Wajahat, I'm tired, I don't know who are you in reality? The arrogant cocky Wajahat who always has a permanent scowl on his face or that Wajahat who smiles at me, who...
I hate that you have such a big effect on me, I hate how my heart skips beats around you, how my whole body starts betraying me around you, how I hurt Azlan cuz I never felt anything for him like I feel for you, how you've conquered my heart, my mind, everything and how I fell for you and I hate..." I didn't know why I was speaking all these things but I wanted to confess, I wanted to speak my heart out, and to be honest, I wasn't expecting anything from him. But the words were left in my mouth as he smashed his lips on mine.
"God, you speak so much," he parted from me and cupped my cheeks, he tucked the strand of hair behind my ear and pulled me in a passionate kiss.
God! Wth just happened...
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