Does he know he is stealing my first kiss??

It stirred the pot of emotions that lingered in the pit of my stomach, my heart leaped out from my chest and my nerves were on fire.

God, I'm not even eighteen...

Wait! Don't be Aishwarya Rai of " Hum Dil de chuke Sanam," please! You ain't gonna be pregnant!

He broke the kiss and stared into my eyes, a small smile was tugging on his lips and I goggled at him in total disbelief.

"Zaynah," he had called me by my name about ten times but it was still sounding so different and new.

I looked at him with my raised eyebrows, his hands trailed down my shoulders and he opened his mouth to speak, " I'm sorry that I made you feel in that way, I'm sorry that I hurt you, I'm sorry for everything, It's just I thought by doing all these things I'd be able to forget you but little did I know, I fell for you hard and there's no going back..."

His words made my eyes grow wider, I was telling my brain and heart to breathe as I didn't wanna die right now.

Did he just say he fell for me...

Omg... It means...

I wish I could ask Alexa to play some Bollywood songs!

Bruh, trust me all these confessions are boring without Bollywood songs.

Zaynah! Look at you girl, your heart is already thumping loud and you think it's boring...

I know right, ughhh!

"But I love that you have such an effect on me and my heart, I love how my heart started smiling and racing around you, I love how your smile and tears mean so much to me, I love how you're part of my Dua, Damn... I love you so much, girl!" He completed his sentence and sighed frustratingly.

"Do you mean, you love me?" I was still in disbelief.

" Bro, wtf," he rolled his eyes.

"Since when..." I bit my lips nervously and avoided eye contact with him.

"Since I saw you,"

"Damn..." I burst into laughter.

"What's funny huh?" He scoffed and brought his hands on my shoulders.

" You loved me all the time, I loved you all the time, we both were in love with each other but we never knew about this, Are we in a movie?" I spoke between my laugh, he looked at me for a few seconds and pulled me closer to his chest.

"You have no idea, how much I love you and what I want to do with you right now?" He gritted his teeth, his voice had a clear frustration.

"What's wrong with you?" I tried to push him away but his grip was stronger.

"I don't know it's wrong or not, it just feels so right," his hot minty breath sent a tingling sensation through my ear to my whole body.

"Wajahat..." My voice came out like a whisper, our hot breath was fanning each other's faces and we rested our foreheads together.

"Damn, my name from your mouth..."

"Wajahat..." I whispered his name again.

" Yeah," he swallowed the lumps formed in his throat and closed his eyes.

" You gotta recite Astaghfirrullah hundreds of times, your mind is not working, you're not realizing what are you saying?" He opened his eyes and gave me a weird look.

"You just stole my first kiss?" I blurted out hiding my shy smile.

"So did you," his smile grew wider.

" Umm, really?"

Before he could reply to me my phone's ringtone distracted us. It was Zara...

"Hello," I put the phone on the speaker.

"What's your problem, Zara?" Wajahat scoffed.

" Shut up you bitch!! Umaisha Aunty is going to meet Zaynah," we both jumped from her voice and exchanged looks.

"Ummm...broo...umm...stop her please," My voice came out like a stutter.

" For God's sake Zara, stop her anyhow, I don't know," Wajahat's face showed numerous nervous expressions.

"She said she wanna talk something important to Zaynah, and Wajahat I'm informing you cuz I care about Zaynah, good luck kids," she completed the last part in amusement and hung up the call.

"Broo, just go before she reaches here," I facepalmed myself and sighed frustratingly.

He stood up straight and started walking towards the door, before he could reach there, we heard a loud knock on the door.

"Fuvk" we both were startled at our place.

"Wajahat, just go, I don't know," my heart was pounding and heat rose in my body.

"Listen, you're my wife, I don't fear anyone," he moved closer to me and cupped my face.

Believe me, it still feels like some dream! Like me and him...

" Zaynah... " Mrs. Umaisha opened the door and walked in. Her gaze traveled to us and her eye widened. We both froze at our place, we were too close to each other that it was showing a different story.

"Woah," she let out a deep breath.

"I came here to ask Zaynah if she needs..."

"Physics books, you know I had no money to purchase books," I cut him off and blurted. He facepalmed himself and Mrs. Umaisha chuckled.

"Hey, it's okay, I should've knocked, as you guys are in nikaah and... I'll ask Mariya Appi to plan your wedding, Wajahat, " she said sarcastically and sat across the bed.

We both were standing there dumbfounded and I could see his face becoming red from embarrassment.

Bro! He's sooooo cute...

"Well, you gotta go! I need to talk something important to Zaynah," suddenly, her tone became serious which produced a weird feeling in my stomach.

"What's wrong?" I asked her as her face showed unreadable weird emotions.

"It's about Asiya..." Her voice was drenched from an unknown weird emotion.

"Asiya?" I let out a loud gasp.

"Yeah, she wants to meet you, and she accused me of misleading you..." She completed the sentence with a deep sigh.

" Ummm... Does she know about this marriage?" I raised my eyebrows at her.

"Of course not, and I want you to not tell her anything until she confess her sins, cuz I want her behind the bar and we have no proof against her, " I looked at her with my wide eyes, Were she really thinking it's some movie? Everything's gonna happen according to our plan. Lol!

"It's not as easy as you're thinking, and how can I make her confess everything, you really think she's that dumb?" I passed a sarcastic smile at her.

"Zaynah..."

"Ask her to meet me, I'll tell her I'm not that coward puppy anymore, " I cut her off and replied sternly.

" Are you sure? " She looked into my eyes.

"Yeah,"

**********

I was sitting on the beach, playing with the water of the sea, I was giggling, laughing, and splashing water at a girl of almost my age. Her face was blurred but her beautiful smile was quite visible.

Then suddenly her smile changed into a frown, her eyes became bloodshot red and I gazed at her face which was covered with blood. She let out a loud evil chuckle then disappeared into the sea.

I let out a scream but someone muffled my scream, I didn't see the face but that two large eyes were dancing in front of me. I was screaming loudly but no one listened to me, she took a knife and stabbed me in my stomach...

My whole body was drenched from sweat, I checked my heartbeats, my heart was racing fast and I felt an immense pain growing in my chest, my whole body was shaking from fear. I felt suffocated and hard to breathe. I needed air...

Why the heck I'm having this nightmare again and again... whyy?

I glanced at Zara who was sleeping peacefully, I rushed towards the door and ran outside but the next second someone bumped into me.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Wajahat's eyes widened as he saw my condition.

I didn't speak anything, I was still shivering and breathing fast.

"Are you okay?" He placed his hands on my shoulders and the next moment I pulled him in a bone-crushing hug, my breath becoming calm and I started feeling call comfort and warmth in the hug.

"Hey, I'm here baby," he pecked my forehead and I clutched his shirt tightly like my life depends on this only.

"Wanna sleep in my room?" He asked squeezing my shoulders which were causing a different sensation in my body.

I gave him a weird look like how could I sleep in his room, "You're insane,"

"Bro, you're in my nikah,"

"Nice," I rolled my eyes sarcastically.

" Mrs. Zaynah Wajahat Shah, I can't live without you... I'm gonna talk to mama, bro I can't see my beautiful wife running across in my home like this," he eyed me from head to toe and whined like a baby.

"So you want me to leave your house?" I gave him a complaint look.

"You dumbass, I mean I want you with me in my room like we can't even talk to each other properly, I wanna tell you how much I love you," his eyes became dark and I saw a foreign emotion in his eyes. The heat rose in my body and reached my heart.

"Wajahat, you need good sleep, I guess," I gulped the lumps forming in my throat.

"I'm sorry," he scratched the back of his neck awkwardly.

"I'm feeling better now, I'm going to my room," I smiled and turned around but he stopped me by holding my hand from behind.

"What?" I gave him a questioning look and my heart was thumping loudly.

"At least say goodnight, and goodnight kisses..." He said the last part in amusement but probably I was in a different mood or whatever that I stood on my toe and leaned into him. He looked shocked and flustered. His breath became fast and he closed his eyes. I placed a small kiss on his right cheek and saw her cheeks turning rosy. Seriously???

I grinned and moved away from him. I love that I have such an effect on him.

*******

"Do you really think Asiya, I'm gonna get frightened from your silly lame threats, take your ass away from my house, and don't try to contact me again," I was listening to this woman for an hour. And why was she thinking I'm the same old Zaynah who used to fear her.

"Your house?? Wow? Hahaha? Nice... You're speaking cuz of this woman's support, do you even know her? You barely know them and now it's your house? Hahaha," she let out a loud chuckle and her gaze was making fun of me.

"And Do you even know her? Who's she? She's Zaynah Wajahat Shah, my wife...and you know what I can file a case against you that you're mentally torturing my wife and giving her threats to ruin her life. It will take seconds to put you behind the bar," Wajahat made a royal entry and said standing beside me. He snaked his arm around my waist and sent a glare at her.

My lips curled into a small smile and peace started growing in my heart. If Wajahat knew everything about this woman that what she did with me then I'm sure he won't leave her.

"Wife...you.. married...huh..." Her face became pale and her voice came out like a stutter.

"Yeah, you heard me right, Do you want to see our marriage certificate?" Wajahat's voice was firm and had a different thing in his voice. Now I understood why Mrs. Umaisha took this decision for us. I love how Wajahat sealed her lips, how he was being protective for me, how he was expressing his love, Man, it is still hard to believe that Mr. Popular loves this stupid nerd.

"Nice, Damn... Umaisha you played a nice game, after all, you are a pro at the game, you know how to change people's lives. I salute you," she smirked at Mrs. Umaisha who was standing there emotionlessly.

"Just get out from my house, I'll come with a proof very soon...and you'll see how I made you repay for your sins," Mrs. Umaisha snapped at her.

" Ehhh wow! My sins...okay I know I'm a bad woman but at least I'm accepting it. What about your sins Umaisha? What about those things you are hiding from this girl? Why can't you tell her what did you do with her mom? " Her face had a devilish smirk which made Mrs. Umaisha's face pale and white.

"What do you mean?" I gaped at them and asked with my confused eyes.

"Aww, this woman is giving you so much love and care but do you even know the reason behind this care and love? She just wanna repent but still, it can't change the things she did to your mom," she blurted with a wide grin and her words started repeating over and over in my head.

What the heck she's talking about?

My mom?

Does she know my mom?

And what did she did to her?

"I'm leaving...but Zaynah, ask this woman how does she know your mom, goodbye honey," she flashed a saccharine smile at me and put the last glance at us before storming out.

"Aunty..." I turned to Mrs. Umaisha and looked at her in disbelief.

" Do you know about my mom?" My voice was shaking and my heart was pounding in my chest. My heart twitched as she nods her head.

"How? Where's she? I wanna meet her...how can I meet her," tears started slipping from my eyes and my heart was about to leap out from my chest.

"She's no more...She left this world sixteen years ago," they were not words, they were bombs that startled my whole soul. I looked at her in disbelief and my heart skipped millions of beats.