Matters Of The Heart

27

MADIYA AHMED KHAN'S POV:

The smell of a familiar scent hit my nostrils, and I breathed it deeply,
It was so soothing to my nerves, as If I was so use to this.
I slightly opened my eyes, as the sunlight streamed through the window of the room.

It took some time for me to realise,
Where am I now, the events of yesterday came rushing to my mind just like a waves, that hit the stone with so much force, and i raised my head with a jolt.

A shy smile made its way towards my lips , staring at the state I am on,
I was sitting upon Zayyan and he was still sleeping.

I studied his face, and he was looking so innocent, just like a child,
I had a sudden urge to trace his jaw,
Touch his eyelashes, and feel his silky hair, I put my head back on his chest,
Inhaling his scent, a smile of relief brought on my lips.

It was not until my mind went back on the person I slapped yesterday,
Ishan. My body automatically tensed,
Knowing that zayyan still isn't safe,
Ishan can do anything, he is just a true example of a betrayal.

I can't tell zayyan about him now, because I can't see zayyan breaking down, qasif and ishan are his true buddies and if Zayyan comes to know about ishan being a Mr M then zayyan won't be able to gather himself up.

I need to find proofs against him and then I'll see who will stop me, it was so hard for me to accept this, but I knew I had to.
I need to be strong for Zayyan.

I was about get down from the bed, when a strong grip on my hand stopped me, I glanced it zayyan who was staring at me with a his charming smile on his face.

" Good morning love " he whispered huskily, placing a kiss on my forehead, I breathed in, this feels so good, " how are you feeling?" I questioned stroking his silky hair,
" Better then before" he said playing with the strands of my hair.

I realised my position, and cursed under my breath, shit how can I forget he is hurt, I slept upon him,
" I am sorry i forgot your not well,
You need rest Zayyan" I said getting up but his grip tightened even more.

" Stay still, I want you" he said his voice solemn.
He stroked my hair, then kissed my eyes, " you make me crazy" he whispered circling his arm around my waist.

I blushed and hid my face in his chest, where I could hear his heart beating rapidly,
Our attention turned towards the door opening, and I was about to stand up but he whispered" meri jaan,
Just sleep, no one will come in except the nurse" he said patting my head gently.

I smiled, " sir stretch your hand, I need to inject you" the nurse said,
She gave Zayyan a siducive look and I gave her a hard glare.

I moved my body up and covered his face on my chest, so she can't see his face, " jaan what are you doing?" He questioned, " nothing, I don't want you to see the niddle pricking your skin" I lied and smiled proudly at myself at my sudden outcome.

" But I am not scared of injection" he said and I simply ignored.
" Sir you need rest, let her sleep in the couch" said the nurse pointing at the couch, Zayyan still can't see her face,
" You don't worry, I am here to take care of him" I said rolling my eyes at her.

She gave me a glare and took the first aid box and went out,
" Meri jaan, common let me breathe"
My attention turned towards zayyan,
And I shook my head at myself,
I moved my head down and placed it on his chest and his chin was now on the top on my head.
He placed a kiss on my hair and took a Small strands and spread across his face.

Confused I question, " what are you doing zayyan?"
" I love the smell of your soft hair" he said and i blushed,
The door brust opened and we turned our heads at the door and saw Aameen standing there.

" Fear Allah you both, I am still single yaar" he said covering his face with his hands, I jumped off the bed,
" Get off from the way idiot" came a voice from behind Aameen and we saw Sarah pushing Aameen and in the sudden move, Aameen was laying on the floor.

I and zayyan both let out a chuckle at the them and I hugged Sarah,
After chatting for few minutes,
I Marched towards the washroom and did my work and came out.

Sarah and Aameen both were sitting on the couch and as for Zayyan,
He was watching them fight,
" Qasif is better than you" said Sarah rolling her eyes at Aameen,
" I don't need to prove you that I am better than him" he said with the hard glare.
They both are unaware of there surrounding.

" You know what?" Questioned Sarah,
" And I don't even want to know" added Aameen immediately,
Sarah's jaw dropped to the ground,
And I and zayyan both stiffled a laugh.

" But still you have to listen" she said slapping his head, " and I don't want to listen to your nonsense" he said,
" And you don't even deserve to hear" she added immediately and this time Aameen's jaw dropped to the ground.

Whole day passed with Aameen and Sarah fighting like a child's and me and zayyan both enjoying the live show.

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