UnFading LOVE(Completed)

27-A long Ride

Areena's Pov

"Are you going to get up or not, Areena. Its 8 of the morning now."

Mom said while opening the curtains of my room. The shining rays of sunlight brightens my room.

"Ya Mumma. I am getting up."

"You are saying this from the last half an hour, Areena. Are you sure you want to get up today ya you are going to spend your Sunday on your bed."

" I am up, Mumma"

I get up from my bed.But literally I didn't want to get up. I just want to spend my whole day under blankets. But I can't do that, unfortunately.

I quickly freshen up. As today is Sunday.I decided that I will spend my day in home today. I wear a short kurta with Patiala shalwar.Its really comfyy clothes for me.I brushed my hairs as I look myself in mirror and Abid's face flashes.

There had been two days with my encounter with Abid. Uncle was discharged from the hospital the next day.

I remembered how Abid was crying like a child. And I felt soo much pain to see him like that. So I couldn't control my actions.I cares his hairs. His hairs are the softest thing for me.I lovee his hairs. And when he hug me like that. So many butterflies flied in my stomach, but when he gave me that look. All butterflies died by his one look. Soo much anger and rage. He just flip himself from one to another in mere seconds. His anger was justified because I felt the same. And that part when we were almost kissed. I can't forget that.From the last two days I was thinking like a maniac about that almost kiss. What happen if my phone didn't ring.

Do Abid really kiss me.?

"Are you going to come downstairs or not Areena. Stop being soo lazyy."

Mumma shouted from downstairs.Why she is so restless today.Its Sunday, can't I become a little lazyy.

"Areenaaaa...!!"

Mumma shouted again.

"Cominggg...."

I brushed my hair and run downstairs.Otherwise mumma will going to kill me.

Mumma and Papa were already at the breakfast table.I greet them and take my seat, the delicious smell of pancakes filled my mouth with water.I quickly serve myself and start eating. I am in my own world of delicacy, when Papa spoke to me.

"Just get ready after breakfast.We are going on a picnic with Zain and his family."

My spoon slipped from my fingures to my plate with a splash.

Picnic.

Zainn.