✧𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧: 2 "𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵"✧

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Now the day has arrived when both of them are supposed to meet. It is ahila's place where they'll see each other for the first time because her dad invited zayn's family for lunch.

The clock struck at 2:45 pm when they arrived at her door, Ahila's dad miras welcomed them with a warm hug then his eyes fell on zayn whose face was quite blank yet so beautiful and it was really obvious that he seemed uninterested.

"How was your journey" asked my father with a big smile

"Everything was good but this traffic almost got me a free headache" replied zayn's mother rafsana

"Is your head alright now? Asked my father
"Yes yes of course" was her reply
They all sat on the couch of the living room and some of those people staring here and there almost as if they were trying to find someone - Ahila for whom they've came

Now comes my sister along with my mother to greet them with a big smile and they all introduced each other

My sister asked maintaining that healthy looking smile on her face
"Is this the handsome we are looking for?" Trying to have a good humour

"Yes, did you find him handsome" said rafsana his mother laughing as if trying to reply with the same level of humour.

"Where is anas?" (Zayn's younger brother)

"He had a basketball match, he's really interested and luckily good in it we're sorry we couldn't bring him"

"I'm the one who's sorry, i should've asked a different day for lunch" said my mother

Zayn tried to smile a little bit as he was aware how awkward and uninterested he was looking but he failed miserably while smiling making things more awkward. My family just gave a small laugh and ignored it as if everything's normal and we're going to get happily married.

"Do you all prefer tea or coffee" asked my sister after a few mins after their interaction

"Please don't bother yourself" said afsana trying to be humble

"I guess that's a coffee" again laughs my sister. Both my sister and hus mother and his sister and my mother are busy in their own conversation

"I want to drink Tea made by my future daughter in law" said rafsana with a spark in her eyes

Everyone was amazed at her words as if she said some poetry and that's how i had to make tea for them. After having it done i stepped in the living room and I could already feel all eyes on me as soon as I entered and my sister's and mother's eyes on other's eyes .
I saw sort of a spark in everyone's eyes as they got a glimpse of me for the very first time
"She's really Beautiful" whispered zayn's elder cousin sister. A smile curved at rafsana's face and the same goes with my mother and sister getting happy about how they found me so beautiful. After my eyes went on the floor then someone's eyes continued until i reached for the table to put the tray of cups on it when zayn's and my eyes met for the first time and saw each other.

We both felt an unknown feeling after looking in each other's family and don't misjudge this feeling for butterflies, it's something else we both feel this we both are same we both know we both want it we both do not despise each other and infact felt very similar but we don't want this to happen

We both broke our eye contact

"here comes the beauty with a brain" complimented rafsana and stood to hug me and i had no choice but to hug her back and i tried to smile while doing so but it was really obvious that my smile was fake.

"Please sit here" his sister offered me a seat on the couch that was between her and zayn.

"So how'd you like each other?" Rafsana asks with a bright smile as if she's the happiest person in the world
We both were left with no choice but to smile awkwardly at her question

"Oh god! They're looking so beautiful beside each other" gasped his sister

And at that time i noticed his eyes, they were blank looking deadly into his sister's eyes as if he had hurried something of him long ago.

We got lunch served together on the dining table which was really big enough and everyone ate their food in peace laughing with each other making jokes as if they all are making good friends with each other. Except me and zayn who were forced to sit beside each other and we both ate the food slowly as if we were eating poison at a g*n point. We both were very uncomfortable with our and each other's family.

After having lunch they got a tour of my house which i quite didn't understand why then they were served desserts in the living room by the servants BUT TO MAKE THINGS WORSE they forced me and zayn to sit alone in the balcony on the swing (jhula) alone so that we can "get to know each other better" we both were served desserts there. I sat beside him knowing all his rumours that he's a bad guy my heart rushing as everyone left us alone i had my dessert in my hands which were trembling quite badly, I tried take a glimpse of him because i were curious what was his reaction to us being alone like this and all i saw was his dead yet really beautiful siren eyes which were light brown and looking majestic in that warm sunlight of cool weather he had no reaction on his face as if he had been robbed out of something long ago and lost interest with each other

"Meeww" we heard a weird sound and ik what it was. It was cookie, my cat I can't explain how much i love this fluffy stupid cat I'm just kind of a cat person, I'm so fond of them. I was almost gonna bend down to pet him but I was in shock when i saw his hand bending towards him and started to pet him and my cat was all happy idk why to get pet by him. An unknown smile curved into his smile after seeing my cat. After petting him for a few mins he held him and took it in his lap and my mouth opened unconsciously asking

"You like cats?"

"I love them" was his reply which was genuinely different from all of his replies he had given to my family on the dining table

"I've a cat in my home too" i looked at him as he said this with a genuine pride for his pet.

My sister came to collect him, my cat as it was his lunch time.

*𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐧
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫*

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