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Yo guyz! Hmph.. It's been a long while since I met you guyz. But you do remember right? The story? Or you'll have to read it all again? They're NINE chapters in this story. Please turn back to page 14 (or you still are on that page) and see my update. Alright, time for the update. Hope you like it !
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"Aaliya, dear." Surraiya, Zain's Mom, is there when we go back to Escala. Holy shit. What is she doing here? I thought we had plans. No! Aaliya! You can't think like that.
"Mom?" Zain proceeds to hug Surraiya, leaving my side reluctantly, "What the hell are you doing here?"
"I just came by on business," She looks at me, "You look mighty well, Aaliya."
"Thank you." I blush. Zain returns to my side and puts an arm around my waist.
"So, Zain, what's up with the security?" Security? What does that mean?
"Mom, not that discussion again, please."
"I don't want to have that discussion too. But Zain, it's Barkat whose hassled by all this bodyguard thing." Barkat? Oh, Zain's sister? I recall Zain telling me about his sister.
"Then let her be hassled." His tone darkens.
"Zain, dear, I'm not here to create a scene. Anyways, Aaliya, how are you?"
"I'm good, Dr. Abdullah."
"Oh. No no dear. Call me Surraiya."
"Sure, Surraiya."
"Mom would be good too." She winks at me. I blush.
"Mom!" Zain says. Oh, shy Zain. What a mighty fine view! He looks so adorable.
"What?" She blinks at Zain, oblivion to the fact how shy Zain is feeling at this moment. Or rather pretending to be oblivion to it. "I'm just saying that you two look a perfect couple. And it wouldn't harm-"
"Mom, we've known each other for 3 weeks. We need time."
"Yes. Of course you do, son."
"What are you here for anyway Mom?" Zain says in a humor voice. Of course he doesn't mind Surraiya being here, does he?
"I just came to tell you that Barkat's planned a dinner this evening. Would you wish to join us?" She eyes both of us, a sparkling smile adored her face.
"Um.. Aaliya?"
"Sure." I mutter.
"Sweet," Surraiya says, suddenly too happy "Zain, would you like to come with me? Or you'd rather come in a while?"
"I'll come in a while."
"Aaliya?"
"Um, I'd like to change."
"Oh, sorry. Sure dear."
"I'll see you later, Mom."
"She's too sweet." I mutter as I come out of the bathroom in my bathrobe. I sense Zain's gaze at me. I try to ignore the blush coming up my neck as I proceed to my 'walk-in' closet.
"She is. But I know someone who is sweeter than her."
"Do you now, Mr. Abdullah?" He is standing at the threshold of the closet, eyeing me. Oh god, I've never felt so much exposed. My legs are bare, the robe reaching only to my thighs. My arms are bare, too. A towel wrapped on my head, to dry my hair.
"I do, Miss Haider."
"Zain, I need to get ready." I say as I see him approaching me. No! Not right now.
"I didn't stop you, did I? Rather, I thought I'll maybe give you a hand-"
"No! Zain, we need to leave."
"But I had plans." He pouts.
"We'll come back to them in a while I suppose. Now, can you leave so that I can get ready?"
"You can, you know, get-"
"Please, Zain!" I said, almost laughing. He chuckles.
"Keep your hair on, Miss Haider. Alright, I am leaving."
"Thank you." I smile sweetly.
The dinner is a short event. Barkat, is immensely sad by the security and barks at Zain half of the evening. Osman, Zain's Dad, is sweet just like his wife. But his disapproving glance at me when we entered this evening was something that I am still thinking about. Maybe he doesn't approve of me. That's alright, I suppose.
"Mr. Abdullah!" Taylor shouts as we come out of the elevator.
"Taylor, what happened?"
"We have an intruder inside," Taylor says, alarmed. He takes out his riffle and stands at the entrance of the appartment.
"An intruder?"
"A woman, Ryan says." Taylor states. Ryan? Who the hell is Ryan? Another security facility? Holy-
"Is it Mrs. Lincoln, Taylor?"
"It appears so, Mr. Abdullah. We'd like you to stop here,"
"I can't stop here, Taylor. I need to go inside. Gail and Ryan are inside. I need to check if they're okay. Mrs. Lincoln wouldn't harm me, at all." My hold tightens on Zain's hand. No! I can't let him go! Leila is sick! If she- No! No! No!
"Mr. Abdullah-"
"Open the door, Taylor."
"Alright, Mr. Abdullah," Taylor mutters. Holding up his sleeve, he talks to the mike, or whatever. "Ryan, let Mr. Abdullah in."
"I can't, Taylor. It's not safe." A voice replies.
"He's wishing to enter. Open the door."
"As you say." Within a second or two, a man appears on the door as the door enters. I suppose that's Ryan.
"Stay here." Zain gives me a reassuring squeeze.
"No, dont' go." I tighten my hold on his hand.
"I HAVE to go, Aaliya. Just stay here, okay?" He cups my cheek and giving a light kiss on my forehead, let's go off my hand.
"I love you, Zain." I mutter to myself. "If anything happened to you-"
"He'll be fine, Miss Haider. Ryan is ex-army."
"I'm sure he is, Taylor." I try to fight back my tears. No, don't cry, Aaliya. You can't cry. Be strong. He'll be fine. He IS fine. It's all okay.
"Ryan, what's the update?"
"She has escaped.
"Are Gail and Mr. Abdullah safe?"
"They look mighty fine, Taylor," Ryan replies. Oh thank god!
"Aaliya," I feel a hand on my cheek. It's him. It's him. It's Zain. I open my eyes, realizing that I had closed them. I look at him, his sleeves have been folded up. He has a blood- Shit!
"What happened to you?" I trace the wound on his left cheek. Shit! Crap! Blood is oozing out of the wound. It's a scratch.
"It's alright, Aaliya."
"No. It isn't." My tears threaten to fall. I launch myself into his arms as my overwhelmed tears make their way.
"Shh. Don't cry, Aaliya. It's alright."
"It's not alright, Zain. It's not."
"It is." He soothes me by stroking my hair. Thank you, God. He's safe. He's safe.
"I love you, Zain."
"I love you, too, Aaliya."
"I love you more." I smile through my tears. He's admitted it! He's admitted that he loves me! But does he love me the same way I do?
"Sit." I order.
"I don't need dressing."
"You do. Will you sit?"
"Aaliya-"
"Just sit, Zain. I don't wanna hear your shit. You don't care of anything. ANYTHING. For me. For us. You don't care. You just wanna risk your life every now and then. Because you like it, don't you? Just don't."
"Aaliya I am sorr-"
"Sorry? The word doesn't hold any importance when you say it. You do something as reckless as this and then you say 'sorry'. That's all?" Shit! I am gonna cry again! "If anything happened to you-"
"It didn't." He pulls me into his lap. I cradle myself as I wrap my hands around his neck. He smells of linen. Fresh. And my favourite smell, Zain.
"It could have."
"It couldn't. As long as you are with me, Aaliya, nothing can happen to me."
"How can you be so sure?"
"Because I love you, Aaliya. With all my heart, my soul. I've told you this, and I am telling you again. I never brought a girl home. Never let anyone sleep in my bed, with me. Never made them meet my Mother and my family. I just, when will you get it? You're special to me."
"You are, too. You're my world."
"I'm glad I am." He smiles.
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Is this update long enough? I'm exhausted. I still have 2 more stories left to update. Alright, I'll catch you Greys later. Love you xoxo
-Tani.
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