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MR. ROMANTIC AND I

FATIMA a fulani - pakistani is 18 years old 1st year university girl with ego and self respect who happens to meet a final year jerk king of the university, LAYMAN which every girl wishes for. She hates him with all her guts because he thinks everyone is into him. What will happen when their destiny cross each other and had no choice but to live under thesame roof? follow me to find out how this university life journey will end up? Complete book on wattpad @miss_untichlobanty

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CHAPTER 5

Unbelievable

I have been looking for layman but couldn't find him,and people were dragging me allover trying to get me to sit so that the henna will be design on my palms at first I kept on rejecting but gave up with time.

Finally the hectic event is over,so I went to find sanctuary in my room.

I entered the shower to cool off and wrapped my self in a towel that barely covered my thigh,and could feel the drop of water on my shoulder because I washed my hair.

I began to play with my hair when suddenly I saw layman on my bed through the mirror. My eyes widen as I quickly turned and looked at him he was smiling at me.

He quickly paced up and grabbed me before I could go back to the bathroom. What I was seeing in his eyes is something I cannot continue staring at. I was getting scared.

"Why do you keep running zahrah? Maybe destiny has something for us in stuck. He turned me to face him and I stood there like a statue with my eyes closed listening to what he was saying. I am in towel so I should be shy.

He moved me closer to his broad body tightening his gripped.

He just kissed my forehead! OMG!I can't stand,my joints are weak. His touch sent tingles across my skin,I am enjoying this.

I quickly matched his leg with my feet,hanging my hands around his neck.I can't decode the message he was sending down my spine.

Layman is tall,damn tall!I could feel his breath drizzling on my ears,neck and nose for only god knows how long. I was when he got hold of my lips then tongue as he kissed me so good!

I can't believe I was good at kissing. I have never kissed anyone...

KNOCK!KNOCK!!

"Oh common zahrah come out we are waiting" Firdaus said after knocking on my door.

WAIT!is this all a dream?

What the hell is happening with me?

Why will I dream about the person I hate the most?I even left the country for him.

Am I betraying ruky for having a dream like this?

My tummy grumbled as I stepped out of my bed,I wonder why layman's thought kept monopolizing my mind.

What do I do to keep myself busy and stop thinking about that jerk?aaaarrggg!I hate me.

I went down stairs to meet Firdaus and Firdaus talked non stop,so I decided to chat a little on Facebook. Jibril is not online, so I dropped my number for him and went off.

I was just sick of Pakistan and wanted to go home,my tummy remixed me that I haven't had anything.

I went to the kitchen to find something to eat when I heard a voice. Its sultan's,the being I admire,my cousin my crush.

His sight alone make me loose my balance and I end up messing up when he is around me.

I always try to avoid sultan and most annoying part is that he knew how his presence make me feel.

I saw him coming toward the kitchen, so I bent down to hide the little me. I had his footsteps and I was getting more nervous as he moves closer to me.

I put an extra effort of closing my eyes all to avoid him. I don't sense any movement so I opened my eyes to find him sitting beside me his eyes fixed solely on me.

I lowered my gaze because I can't stand looking at his handsome face.

"Zahrah I miss you"he said. I just played with my fingers,blushing while he kept staring.

ALHAMDULILLAH! I said in my mind as i my phone started ringing, this call just saved me from sultan's torture.

I looked at him "ek minute(one minute)"I said. I was about to go when he stopped me by holding my hand,may be change his mind and let go off me.

I tried answering the call but I stared at my hand sultan held awhile ago.

It was an incoming call that found me from my lost self and I picked the call. It was jibril,for awhile I have forgotten about him.

Hello!Fatima is this you?--jibril

I smiled as if he could see me. yes I answered.

By God you have the sweetest voice Fatima---jibril

He just kept praising me that I lost track of time,I just realised that we have talked for a long time and I said bye because I was feeling sleepy.

Who do you want for zahra?

Jibril who makes her happy?

Layman who makes her tremble?

Sultan who makes her fumble?

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Love you all mwuaaah

Miss untichlobanty💕

21 September,2019.