If You Were Here

6

---Priya's POV---

Stupid jerk! The hell does he think of himself?

I have a job! I don't need his freaking money.

I was so mad last night I barely got any sleep. I kept thinking why he would say something like that.

I was told that he agreed willing to it.

I quickly fixed my breakfast and got ready.

"Kaha?" Waqas asked.

"Work,"I said and left.

----Waqas' POV----

Work? Yaar agar is larki kai pas job hai toh, why does she need money?

I spent the day out with the guys but that question kept me from being able to enjoy.

I decided to just leave. I got home but nobody was there.

Damn it! I want an answer.

"Priya!" I yelled.

No answer.

"Priya! Are you home?!" I questioned.

"I told you I'm going to work,"she said walking in.

"If you have a job why did you marry me?" I asked.

"You didn't ask yet?" She asked.

I didn't reply and she left.

Teri toh! Ek minute, where's my phone?

I quickly called them and asked.

"Why would she do that, when you willingly agreed to the wedding."

Willingly? What? No!

She came back downstairs and left to the kitchen.

I hung up the call and went.

"I didn't agree to this. I didn't want a wedding,"I said.

"But they said.." she was saying but stopped.

"Ya, I figured that out. And by law we have to be married for one year before getting a divorce, so why don't we just stay out of each others way," I said.

"Okay,"she said.

I can tell she was in shock.

Even I was after I found out. Like she could have married someone else, but nope because she thought I agreed to it.

Now we're both stuck in this marriage for a year.