It doesn't matter what is in front of her because of what is behind her.
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"Hm.," he muttered not giving me a single glance.
"I want to go back," I announced.
"Wait for one hour and I'll drop you off."
"Do your work peacefully. I'll just go with Logan," I said and got up from the couch. I rotated to move out when I saw him glaring at me.
"Why are you always so desperate to go with Logan?" He inquired with gritted teeth.
A smile tugged at my lips and I walked slowly behind his desk and revolving his chair to face me I stood in between his spread legs and put a hand on his
I wanna hold you when I'm not supposed to_selena GomezI had been sitting on the ground for as long as I could remember! My body was numb to each and everything. I traced the stains of dried-up tears on my cheeks. The blue file was thrown near my feet and the papers were strewn on the floor. The door clicked and I saw the silhouette of a man lurking on the wall. Gazing my eyes up I faced a wary looking Alim. The knot of his tie was loosened. The coat was hanging on his arm. The sleeves were uncuffed and folded up to his elbows. Glancing at me, his eyes shone with bewilderment. Placing the coat and his mobile on a table, he slowly walked towards me and bent down on his knees. Running a hand through his dis
ايمانك يحب أن يكون أكبر من خوفكYour faith has to be greater than your fear!•••After a long and tiring flight, I arrived in Islamabad at night time. Walking out of the jet, I saw Maryam waving at me. An unintentional smile tugged on my lips and I waved my hand back at her. I saw Ali standing near her and I offered him a small smile."Assalam u Alaikum! How was your journey bhabi (brother's wife)?" He was the first one to greet."It has been fine." I again smiled at his generous manner."How are you, Maryam?" I asked whilst hugging her. She gave a
He walked into my heartLike he always belonged there,Took down my wallsAnd lit my soul on fire._T.M.Being dragged after him by him, I saw stains of red blood littered on his white shirt. I looked at my arm, where small droplets of water were still trailing down.Pain!Extreme pain!Was all- that I felt.Not physically, but emotionally.Physically I was near to non-existence nevertheless sentimentally I was bey
"Hi, uncle Ahmed," six years old Alim said, waving at his dearest uncle."How is my champion," uncle Ahmed crouched in front of him and bumped his fist with his little one."I'm fine, where is Suleiman?" He asked."He ran to Farya's room," he told."Oh... I gotta going." Kissing his cheek lovingly, a little boy ran off.Mr. Ahmed stood tall and a gracious smile engulfed his face._____"Why did you hit her?" Alim was about to enter Farya's room when he heard his friend. He stopped and peeped in the room to see red-faced Suleiman glaring up at
تألمت، فتعلمت، فتغيرت.I suffered, I learned, I changed.•••"Farya, Suleiman," Alim called them and their heads whipped in his direction and both rose their eyebrows in synchronization."It's time to go back," Alim pointed out, looking at his wristwatch."No." Farya pouted her lips and looked at both Suleiman and Alim with puppy eyes."Yes, Farya, we should go back now," Suleiman said, crouching in front of her. Her big doe eyes filled with tears making both the boys sigh and shake their heads."Where next?" Alim asked taking her other ha
I sat with my anger long enough.Untill she told meHer real name wasGrief.••••The Wali mansion was quiet and eerie that evening. Five bulky men which didn't belong to Sabeeh's guards, but were men of Mafia, were also guarding the house. Suleiman and Alim, were standing in their room in front of the opened window, looking down. Farya was sitting on the bed, playing with her toys. Sabeeh, Zabda and Ahmed still had not returned. Zubia, Suleiman's mother, had come earlier to check on the children."Alim," Suleiman called him, who was lost deep in thoughts. His eyebrows were knitted together and cheeks were red."Hmm..." He muttered as a reply
I never gave up on us••••Arya's p.o.v."Arya," he sighed out softly. "Don't cry, baby," he said and wiped my tears with his thumb.By now we were sitting on the floor with his back pressed to the wall and I was leaning in to look at his face. I wrapped my arms tightly around his torso and nestled my head in his neck. Tears fell on his shirt dripping it."Ary-." I stopped him by putting a finger on his lips."Why this happened to you, Alim? Why you had to go through this pain?""It was in my face," he replied back in a leveled voice.
Baby let me be your manSo I can love you!_zayn Malik.''''I woke up the following day in the morning to find the other side of the bed empty."Alim," i called out loudly, not remembering that I was angry with him.After five minutes of me turning around in the bed and shuffling on my sides, I sat up and looked at the clock to find it striking 11. I had slept a lot.Making a loose bun of my disheveled hair, I walked to the bathroom and Alim was not there.'Maybe he had gone to get breakfast!' I thought and went inside the washroom to do my