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“Fine... Just listen to me once. I’ll say sorry then, if you still find me wrong.”
I shook my head in disappointment, while Zee groaned,
“I can't tell you why I behaved like a fool and pushed you away from my life. It might be as I was going to New York and did not wish to distract myself with anything. You know, I had stopped talking to most of our friends,’ right?”
“Why didn’t you ever answer me? Why didn’t you ever explain the reason?” I asked on the verge of crying.
“What could I say? I did not know it myself. All I thought was we have become a habit to each other. I knew it would be tough. That is why I broke all the strings. So you can focus on your studies and I on my job.”
“You’re lying...At least not telling the whole truth.” I narrowed my eyes at him.
He shrugged,
“Maybe...Can't we just make peace
with the fact that I missed you all the time and realized my decision was completely stupid. That I behaved like a fool?”
“You are a fool. Obviously there is no other way you could behave.” I scoffed, softening a bit.
“Accepted.” Zee beamed with a smile that lit his face.
With a genuine expression, he added,
“I really am sorry.”
I had been missing my favourite person...My best friend. Of course, I could let it all go...for the time being.
I nodded, nudging him teasingly,
“I heard you’re staying with your parents again. Big baby! Whatever happened to grownup and independent living?”
He clutched his forehead irritably,
“Not you too! I'm tired of this question from everyone. Look, I could not find a place more close to my clinic. I’ll move out once I do.”
“And prepare to do all the chores without Mommy?” I raised my eyebrows in fake astonishment.
“You’re never moving out, you lazy bum.” I laughed heartily as his lips twitched up too.
There was nothing more fun than a good dose of pulling Zee's leg. Now I felt much better.
Joking and rambling about unimportant stuff, we went inside the kitchen. I told his Mom, that Umber and I would after all be staying for lunch. She need not cook anything, as Zee was giving us a pizza treat, he did not know he owed!
That is when my eyes fell on the neighbourhood house from the kitchen window, and I forgot to breath. The swing hottie, stood beside the very swing, getting it loaded somewhere. That was the grief, I could live with...Not with his tanned shirtless back and the way his taut muscles stretched as he helped with the labour, in his sexy ripped jeans.
Is he planning to turn me into an obsessed-with-his-back kind of girl or what?
3-Storm
Sani
Not all the love stories, begins with sunshine and roses. The most real and passionate romances, often starts in the dark and stormy nights.
Since the minute I woke up in the morning, my Mom, Mrs. Aisha Shaad was being a pain in my ass. Like her ass was literally on fire! Just because I still did not have a dress for the wedding.
I mean c'mon! The wedding was in the evening. What was the hurry? It was not my wedding. Thank God for that by the way! Otherwise, I am sure she would have badgered me to buy the dress a week in advance.
The irritating part was, when I tried to make her understand, there were still hours to go for the party, she stared at me as if doubtful whether I really was the one she gave birth to, and her actual baby had not been exchanged with some lazy ass couple in the hospital. HafreakingHa!
