Unspoken Attractions by Failia Baighaan (read after txt) 📗

30- Saw Nothing

After sharing the in-depth talks of the heart, Zain’s lava soothed down as he dropped her home.

“Maybe I should make it my duty to drop you off.” He said with a faint smirk, stopping outside her house.

“Why?” She asked, glancing over at him before leaving.

“I like having some alone time with you.” He winked causing a deep blush to appear on her cheeks.

Now he has taken his talks out, he had no reason to refrain himself.

She smiled shyly, lowering her head but he laughed at her reaction and moved closer.

“And this is exactly why I got your internship there.” He whispered with a playful smirk but she gasped in disbelief.

“What?!” She whisper-yelled, blinking in disbelief.

“Exactly and silly you put the blame on Azed.” He chuckled, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel but she remained stunned.

Her heart was thumping abnormally, never perceiving she would share this mystic moment with him. 

Her face red, hands trembling in anticipation but after collecting her thought, she breathed out.

“What have you been behind my back?” She asked, slowly lifting her gaze to meet his affectionate one smiling widely.

He was wallowing in her reactions, now she knows it made everything heartwarming.

"Oh Dear, you wouldn’t want to know.” He smirked, leaning back on his seat.

To say she was surprised would be an understatement. This side of his was her dream, she couldn’t believe this moment was in her grasp finally.

“Maybe I shouldn’t.” She murmured, looking away timidly.

“I guess I have to teach Azed a lesson for opening his mouth.” He sighed, cracking his knuckle which made her gasp.

“No, you are not going to do that.” She argued, frowning deeply, displeased.

“Why not?”

“If he hadn’t told me, We wouldn’t be here, I would never know what you felt. It happened for the good so forgive him.” She smiled adorably in the end.

He stared at her bewitching features for two seconds, lost in her radiance and smiled in return. 

“Okay but only because you said it.” He shrugged, putting his hand in their air.

She didn’t want this moment to end, she wanted to remain in his proximity forever, lose her mind in his thoughts but sadly all moments are fleeting.

“Okay.. I guess. Good night.” She cleared her throat.

Tugging her hair behind her ear, she turned to leave but he held her hand.

“Hoorain.”

Her heart skipped a beat to feel his skin latched with hers in the perfect rhythm, deepening her blush if possible.

“Thank you for everything.” He whispered sincerely, kissing her hand.

“Anything For you.” She replied sheepishly.

All of it was so foreign that she was at a loss of words and reaction and he chuckled, leaving her hand unwillingly.

But he has found his sanctuary in her domain, he will give his all no matter what people call it. 

If it's an obligation to them, then so be it. 

“Blush suits you a lot.” He whispered, not parting his eyes with hers.

“Good night.” His resonance held a tenderness which wrapped her in a balmy breeze.

Deluged in the sight to offer her everything to him, to live into this unrealistic sight, loving each moment.

“Good night.” 

Whispering, she left with an uncontrollably smile accompanied by a scarlet shade adorning her cheeks and unruly heartbeats.

After sharing the most beautiful night, Zain grinned, shaking his head and went home.

Hoorain also went inside and gasped loudly at the sight she saw when he entered.

“Emraz Bhai!”

She almost yelled when she saw her gentleman brother holding a girl like bridal style in the middle of the night, tiptoeing and taking her.

“Hoorain!” He gasped as well, stumbling but managed to not let the girl in his arms fall and turned to her.

“What the hell are you doing!?” She whisper-yelled, getting a whole wrong idea.

“Who is she? Where are you taking her? What are you doing?” She asked angrily, coming closer but he stood unaffected.

His brows knitted together and soon he realized what the situation looked like.

“Oh, it’s not what you think.” He sighed.

“You are a Prince Charming.” The girl grinned, bringing her face to cup his cheek but he moved his head back.

“Danica, Stop.” He frowned, not liking her touch but she giggled, poking his chest.

“What is this? And isn’t she the red haired girl you were looking for at the party?” She asked, noticing her features and utterly bewildered.

“Yes.” He replied.

“Stop being so impassive, Bhai and tell me.” She hissed, displeased at his emotionless face.

“Oh, right.” He made an ‘o’ face and smiled cutely in return.

“I am taking her to my room so she can sleep peacefully.” 

“And…?” She trailed off.

“That’s all.” He shrugged, turning to leave but she stopped him.

“Why did you bring her home in the first place? Is she your girlfriend?” She inquired.

Emraz hated how it sounds, it brought a repugnant look on his face.

“I would love to be.” Danica hummed, using her fingers and walking them upward but he resisted her touch.

“Stop it, Danica.”

“No, she is not my girlfriend. She is working at my office; Isra’s replacement, the head of the designing department.” He sighed.

He wanted her to stop but she was drunk and no longer in her senses.

“We and some friends were out partying and she got drunk and you can’t expect me to leave her there in this state.” He said, turning his head to catch a glimpse of her beautiful face.

“I don’t know where she lives so I took her here.” He told her. “Oh..”

“And yeah, be prepared she might scream from dread of being in my room in the morning.” He smiled, kissing Hoorain’s cheek.

She only stood stunned, having no clue what the heck is going on in Emraz's life.

“Good Night.” He smiled sweetly and went to his room.

She shrugged, she knew her brother well. Leaving his matter in his hand, she went to her room.

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