Okay guys, this is a draft, but you all deserve to see it, given the disappointment after tonight ⭐️ :
'Did you really think I was that stupid?' Shahzaib grinned at me through his tears. 'You never saw through me, did you baby?'
'How was I to know?' I choked out. 'You signed the papers and ended it!'
'And now you know why,' he sniffled. 'I couldn't let anyone harm you, so I had to let you go for sometime.'
'But you gave me pain?' I smacked him across the chest. 'Did. You. Really. Think. That. Was. Helping. ME?!' I emphasised on each word, unable to stop my hands from attacking him.
He took it silently while holding me from the waist. I was thankful for that, otherwise I would be on the floor in a second. Finally he took my wrists in his left hand, pulling me to his chest, tucking my head under his chin. The minute his scent hit me, I knew I was home. The same home that I tried running away from.
'Baby,' he whispered. 'I know you're feeling the pain every moment. Believe me, I've been there, sleeping and waking up with constant chest pains. But I am not going anywhere now. Cuss me all you want, hit me all you want. I did what I had to keep you away from harm's way. But now, I'll be all yours, just as I had promised, if you'll have me.'
I sniffled at looked at his face, which seemed had aged ten years since I last saw him. His eyes were trying to convey everything to me, good and bad, they were screaming the truth, and it was all making sense to me now. I did not plan to forgive him so soon, but I wanted something he had that could prove that he was right here.
Without a second thought I went on my tiptoes, tugging at his head down, capturing his lips into a searing kiss. There was no resistance from him, it was as if he was waiting for me to make the first move. This kiss was unapologetic, even painful considering the amount of force we were using but this pain did not bother me.
Wanting to be closer to him, one of my legs ditched around his waist, while we devoured each other, trying to feel every crevice through our clothes. Every breathe that I took now felt like pure oxygen firing up my veins. Shahzaib was here, with me and only me. He never stopped loving me, he never doubted me. Only this thought made me press myself closer to him, finding even micro-distances to be miles.
Finally, he broke the kiss and pulled me on the couch with him, breathing heavily. I adjusted myself on his lap, knowing very well why he stopped.
'Wow...' he whispered in marvel.
'Yeah...' I breathed, resting my head on his shoulder.
'I had to stop, you know.' He tried to apologize.
I rolled my eyes, a slight smile on face, 'Its okay. I could feel your reason against me.'
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Thoughts? 😉