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I love Zeeshan, I've a feeling he has the "Forbidden" sign on him, but you can't stop loving him.. Gosh! he's such a darling... One little slip, and he sincerly sorry...
I loved the little convo. he had with himself..."and for your kind information, Zeeshan Ali is in love Maheen Malik",
he said and she opened her eyes, with disbelief and shock evident, "deeply and hopelessly", he added these adjectives and kissed her again - and this kiss was different from all the previous ones.
Feeling numb for the first time under his touch, she pushed him away, "umm, Zeeshan won't we be having dinner".
This was perhaps the first time in her life that she pretended something.
"wow!!, here I am confessing and you are worried about dinner", he said pulling her close again and maheen again showed dis comfort, "please Zeeshan, can we just ..
"I think you didn't like my way of confessing or did I rush"?, he asked cheekily and Maheen looked up in his eyes who were honest and love ' pouring as always. For the first time she felt guilty looking in those eyes.
"I don't know Zeeshan, it was all just too quick, I hope u are not expecting a return confession", she said with all the honesty she had and Zeeshan this time claimed the center of her forehead with his lips, "not at all, I know my sweetheart likes throwing tantrums, she'll confess with her mood", he winked and holding her hand, led her to the dining table.
" how is the dinner?", Zeeshan asked after a while, as today he was sensing that his closeness was not at all affecting her,
"yeah . good", she said , quietly eating the last bit of food left in her plate.
"and now dessert and .
"Zeeshan", he was about to get up when maheen held his hand, "Zeeshan I want to go home please",
"why"?, Zeeshan was shocked and cupped her face, "are you alright , and ..
"I don't know Zeeshan, I want to go home, please .. I am sorry but I just need yo..", she said with a confused tone,
" I think I did something wrong again , maheen ..
"you didn't do anything wrong Zeeshan, you can never do anything wrong, but please .. I want to go .. please..
Zeeshan was noticing her eyes dwelling with tears, and with that he saw all that dilemma and confusion returning in her eyes, the same pain which he had wiped away .
"please can I go ..", she asked again, this time voice much more weak and dilemma getting deep;.
"maheen are you alright?", he hugged her tightly and maheen responded gently, "I am alright, but I need to go,", she smiled and kissed his cheek
"thank you so much for the lovely evening Zeeshan , I'l never forget it", and before Zeesahn could think what to say back, she ran away from there, and Zeesshan didn't follow her.
Unfortunately he had starting understanding her too much.
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Maheen started walking on the road with fast steps, feeling that anxiety and frustration after so long. Zeeshan's honest eyes were scaring her, she didn't want him to look like this at her. For the first time she felt numb under his touch, for the first time she felt like running away from him, for the first time she felt suffocated.
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Zeeshan was lightning up the fireplace, but his eyes were fixed on the whatever he saw in her eyes.
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Maheen reached home and today she opened the door with her own keys. Entering the home
The first thing she aimed was a glass of cold water. Gulping down she sat on the kitchen floor. Her slow breaths were synchronized with tears. She kept on thinking with a blank mind about whatever was happening around her recently.
Zeeshan had made her smile, but what happened today, she should have been on the top of the world, kissed him endlessly but still she ran away..
She had started feeling scared of her own heart, her own feelings, her own self.. She didn't want to feel like this but she was ..she was feeling all that ..
Maheen"
An affectionate stroke on her head injected strength and she raised her head to see her dad.
"dad"
,she just got up and hugged him, maybe for the first time in 23 years, but all she knew was that he was the only person in this world she needed to be close.
"what happened maheen, why are you..
"dad how did you and mom knew that u both didn't love each other?"
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After thinking endlessly, he finally comprehended what happened .. he was reaching what he read and it shook every single cell of his heart with fear .. the fear of losing her.. because suddenly he realized -.. there was everything in her eyes .. but HE was no where ..
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