"Stop trying to act like my fiancée because I don't give a damn about you!" His words echoed through the room breaking my remaining hopes
- Alizeh (The badass girl) gets tied in an arranged marriage to Zain (The reserved one) but he makes it very c...
I updated today without reaching target vote as today marks my 1 year on Wattpad. It is kinda ironic how a chapter contains 5K words but can't get 5K votes.
I had a lot more plans for this date but honestly I'm not in a good mental state right now to write more bonus chapters. However I have posted Game of Scores aesthetics, character introduction and playlist. Do have a look <3
WEEK-12
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I woke up the next morning covered in blankets. Had my blanket fort fallen on me? I got up to find, indeed it had. I understood Azaan had probably put me here as I'm sure I had fallen asleep on the balcony. I freshened up in my room and went to the kitchen for breakfast, only to receive a surprise.
"You're still here?" I asked bewildered as he stood in his t-shirt and an apron.
"Of course. I'm making us breakfast." He replied proud.
"Umm Azaan, I appreciate the thought but let me handle this." I replied quickly remembering the brownies he had made for me.
"No Meri Jaan I got this." He grinned at me as he showed me the pancakes he had made. They weren't burnt or overdone. Was this real?
"Did you order this?" I questioned surprised as I took a bite and it tasted delicious.
"No I made it myself. It did take an hour but I'm still learning." He admitted.
"But how did you make it?" I asked seriously confused knowing he couldn't even cook to save his life. After all, the privileged brat he was he hadn't even taken an interest either.
He looked at me sheepishly before admitting, "I have been secretly learning. For you."
I felt my heart flutter again at his response. I hated to admit that he was the only person who had this affect on me.
I had called him after keeping the call with Alizeh after my family fixed my wedding with that Saad. Why him? Because he was the first person who made me feel safe and the one person I knew would protect me from all this. I don't know where our relationship would stand but I just knew we needed some time.
Yesterday, for the first time in my life, I felt happy, I felt heard and I felt free. As someone who comes from a toxic household that means the world to me, where I am not made to feel less important, or silly for choosing my wishes. Azaan always brought out the best in me, the part of me which had always been for a few people only, those few people were only my three best friends and him.
"I'm here only for another week let's say. A month tops because Saad and my wedding is supposed to be next week. So what's the point of learning how to cook for me, for a week?"
"Meri Jaan, this is a lifetime service for every morning of your life once we are married." He winked at me.
I rolled my eyes at him playfully as I watched him make cheese omelette. "I love this." I commented.
