5 Chapter 4

Saleem's POV:

Why she acted so weird like.....like I'm total stranger to her? With whom she got afraid? Did she saw some horrible bad dream?

So many questions were roaming in my mind that I failed to sleep. I came here to see her. At my job, at my apartment, on bed, everywhere... I found her! She just makes me mad sometimes. My colleagues teased me about my all time wide smile or girls got jealous of her. I enjoyed that all because I don't care about anyone. I just care about one person a lot & it's her.

Turning slightly left, lift my hand enough to pick my mobile phone placed on the side table. It's not exactly a table but I called it so don't mind. Turned on my phone and typed password to unlock the phone. Then I clicked the gallery icon and the window with folders of pictures appeared on screen. I select the folder with name "Love" and the folder opened. There were so many pictures in it. All of these belongs to me and her... Our childhood, when we were teens and now a recent one was displaying on the top. I took it when she was washing the dishes of lunch. I took it sideways, and she didn't even know about it. I smiled.

Then I recalled that moment when I confess my love physically and also by whispering those three words...I LOVE YOU! I love that feeling so much when I feel the purity of these words. I know people sometimes made fun of those words, saying them for teasing or just flirting. They didn't know that those words tied us as the moment we spell them out.... It makes me sometime so unsure about my love that she never said those words ever to me. Even not the day when we got engaged three years ago but now I understand that it doesn't matter because through hr actions, I know that she loves me a lot.

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Wazir Ali's POV:

"You know what Ahad Mohsin Ahmed, I HATE YOU!" I emphasized the last three words so that he can get what I want to say. He laughed.

"I HATE YOU TOO, dear friend.." And his words made me laugh hard. He knew exactly how to make me laugh. He's the best.

"I'm not joking." I pretended to be deadly serious.

"Oh really? But how I confirmed this if I want to?" He laughed again and I just wanted to kill him right now.

"Oh please shut up.. Now please can you tell me why I'm here with you." I asked him about the place. He brought me out of town, in a small club. We were together out of country because I wanted to spend some days out of that jail of my father, that palace of his which will soon be mine.

"Because I know how boring you got after that incident so I want you to enjoy and have some fun." He smiled at me.

"I....you know I don't like these cheap things.." I just want to get out of there. That smoky environment was killing me. He laughed.

"Yes but you do like tonight, I know." He said with meaningful expressions on his face. He's handsome, attractive and have charming looks but in my presence, girls always fall on me.

"What do you mean?" I raised an eyebrow to him. He hesitated for a moment the proceed.

"A girl in my circle wants to meet you so I arranged a full night party here and you'll love it." And I just blinked on his surprise bomb.

"You...you have to tell me at least. You know I hate surprises." I stood up from the stool. The bartender looked up at me during making our drinks. Ahad panicked on my reaction.

"Oh oh please now don't leave, I just want you to enjoy." Ahad caught my hand. I jerked his hand away.

"I don't like all this, and you know that very well but you do that over and over again." My patience was now turning into anger. He sensed that.

"Okay okay I got it, but please don't leave. I will promise that I'll take care next time." He pleaded and my anger meter lowered down. I again sit back.

"Thank you so much." He relaxed. And then we start drinking, talking and enjoying that night in every way.....

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Ahad's party was going so well. After a very long time, I was enjoying the night falls on the city. Ahad was somewhere in the crowd of girls circling around him. I was still sitting on that bar stool, looking around at people, men and women, boys and girls who were dancing, drinking and enjoying the music playing in the background.

"Hello!" Suddenly a sweet voice startled me from the back. She smiled as seated herself on the stool by my side. She was absolutely stunning, wearing a red shirt and a blue short skirt ending just above her knees.

"Hey!" I smiled back at her and then avert my gaze. But I felt her eyes on me. I heard as she ordered tequila.

"Ehm...ehm.. If I'm not mistaken, you are The Great Wazir Ali." After getting her drink, she turned towards me. I turned my head slightly.

"Yes, I am." I still don't have any interest towards her. Due to her presence by my side now, I suddenly started feeling irritated.

"Ooooh, then I'm feeling very lucky right now." She giggled and I turned completely towards her to face her.

"May I ask, why?" I raised an eyebrow and her giggle vanished.

"I...um...heard a lot about you from Ahad. He used to talk a lot about you as a friend he admires you, respects you and adores you." She told me with a smile.

"I know he is. But I'm talking about your luck as you mentioned it." I didn't even smile this time. She coughed slightly at my rudeness.

"He...he talked about you every time we met and now I got used to you and your routine, ever since we met right now but I...I like and know you from very long time." She hesitantly told me. I examined her for a second and then I stood up.

"That's so very nice of you, Miss...." I smiled at her as a formality.

"Bella.. Bella Anderson." She added hurriedly.

"Yeah, Ms. Bella. Nice to meet you." We shook hands and then I left without any further delay.

As I reached my apartment door, I texted Ahad and then go in to rest my aching head.

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