Obsession

Chapter-Nine

(Guys I'm sorry for writing this chapter late. I was so busy.. One thing before reading, u must have to load the media in this chapter, it includes some chat screen shoots.I will publish the next chapter very soon...I.A. keep reading and supporting)

Zeeniya's POV

Gosh! I just hide behind the Wall that was a little extended out from corner of the reception desk. I saw him sitting in chair, almost leaning into it, with his one leg placed over the other in a relaxing way. I could see his side view only, from that position. Next to him was seated a well suited man with brown coat and halfwhite shirt that was suiting him well with brown tie and black branded looking shoes. The man beside Emir was shooting a constant angry glare to him while the admission officer was narrating some things to him, showing some papers and  student record files.
"He is a stubborn, he never cares no matter what I say to him, he never listens to me.. l'm so tired of all the mess he always creates.." The man yelled out and the whole admin block turned attention to him but he didn't care who was watching or not.
"Dad..Stop it..I don't want to create a scene here right now..not yet okay??" Emir yelled back.
"What on this earth I'm going to do with this damned son.." The man shouted at Emir.
Emir shot an agry gaze to his dad and kicked the floor in fury, muttering something while clenching his jaw and controlling his anger. His eyes had gone red, like always.. "His Eyes" Oh God, when I caught a sight of his caramel eyes, turning to red with anger, a sudden wave of flashback came to me from my early school.. His eyes always turned  blood shot in anger at that time too. And now after 10 years, he is the same Emir to me for the first time. When I saw him on facebook, he felt very much different to me. He has grown much more handsome and he looks like a careless flirty boy, but for the first time, I'm feeling that he is same Emir from inside. My heart starts thrumping fast at this realization.

"Here you are!" I looked towards the voice that's calling me from side. She is Miss Sara.
"Oh..Ma'am I..I... wanted to .." 
I tried to form words but I'm out of breath.
"Are you okay dear?" Miss Sara asked at my nervousness.
"Yeah! I was just there to ask u something about the cultural expo theme for our team", I finally said gathering all my energy and rearranging my breath.
" Oh-Ok dear, come with me. Lets check it out, what u have to do about that. " she said and stepped out of the Admin block, eyeing me to follow her. I thanked that I'm getting out of here, bcz all that scene of seeing Emir with his dad for the first time in years, was making me so nervous.
Thank  God, I didn't let him see me bcz it would have been so awkward for him to know that I was there for watching his "insult scene" that was created by his father at Admin's.

Zayn's POV

Its 8' in the morning and he is there, sitting beside me in admission office. He is a freak. Damned he just doesn't care What to say. He doesn't even bother about the bloody people around, who are enjoying myself bieng cursed in public by my father. "Damned father" shit! I cick my foot on the floor as he pisses me off by his humilating behaviour. 
After filling my forms and paying re-admission fee and ofcourse, cursing me for everything, he stood up from his chair and I too.  I stepped out hastily leaving him behind. I cann't let him a chance to ride his car and listen all his Shitty talk.
H

e came after me to shout at me but I ran down the stairs and turned on the key of my bike. He angrily got into his car as I drifted away.
All the way I was thinking about the mess he has created in front of my teachers. My head is heavy and I'm breathing hard.. He fucked up everything..He never gave a shit about me.. He is the one who is actually responsible for all this mess...
I drove all the way to my appartment in fury. I unlocked the main door and climbed the steps, rushing to my room. As I passed by the mirror, I took a look at myself, my eyes were red with anger and pain and my face was dusty due to fast ride. I shook my head away and went to the bathroom first, splashing my face and rinsing my eyes with cold water at the sink.
I grabbed my towel and wiped my face and hair, taking a deep breath, I throwed myself on the couch, holding my head in my  both hands. Trying to calm myself, meanwhile I am distrubed by the ring of door bell. Who the hell is here now? I thinked to myself. I was in no mood of going to open the door but I became restless as it was ringing nonstop. I gave an exhausting sigh and ran down the stairs to open the door..