Chapter 35: Chapter 35

I love you...

Zada took her pillow and pressed her face into it and squealed in joy.

Liam Fredrick, the playboy extraordinaire, is in love with Zada.

Zada could still feel her erratic beating of heart the moment he said he loves her.

Her entire body had frozen except her heart which started running a marathon as soon as those words escaped his lips.

She had kept staring at him in wonder, in disbelief, in excitement, in joy and what not.

She had opened her mouth several times to respond, but only air came out. She couldn’t form any words to express what she was feeling at that moment.

And their moment broke when Izzy called out from the other side of the wall letting them know she arrived.

Damn!! Why couldn't she just tell him??

Her phone binged indicating a whatsapp message.

She opened her phone knowing who it could be..

‘I started counting one star in the sky for each reason I love you. Then I ran out of stars and I realised the reasons are infinite.’

Zada laughed out loud.

His never ending supply of google pick up lines.

Before she could respond, her phone began to ring.

She picked up the phone with a wide smile on her face.

"Hello sweetheart," he said huskily, increasing Zada's heart rate.

"Heyy," she responded softly.

"You didn't sleep yet. Did I steal your sleep, Mirrie?" Liam teased and colour flooded her cheeks and she was thankful that he wouldn’t be able to see that.

"In your dreams, Fredrick." Zada said with a scoff, trying to hide her erratic heart beating.

"Ah!! My dreams!! You have no idea what I dream about, Mirrie." Liam said huskily.

"Shut up. You have a one track mind, Fredrick." Zada said in a reprimanding tone.

"What?? I was talking about going on a date, having lengthy conversations. What did you think of Mirrie?" Liam teased again.

"Shut up." Zada said, blushing to the core.

"Aww. Dirty mind!! Bad, Mirrie, Bad." Liam teased again.

Zada groaned making Liam laugh loudly.

"Okay!! I will stop. I so wanted to meet you tomorrow. But I can't. Have to go with dad to Norwich. Will see you on Monday, Mirrie." Liam said sadly.

"Okay..."

"Goodnight, Mirrie."

"Goodnight, Liam."

"Dream about me...." Liam husked.

"You wish.." Zada said, without any conviction, because she was pretty sure she wasn’t going to see any other dreams anyways.

"Not dirty dreams though..." Liam teased her again.

"Shut up and get lost." Zada said and hung up the call blushing furiously.

****

Same night

Ahmed Palace - Zidra

Zahir was lying on the bed with his head on his momma's lap.

"You should see them together momma. They are so adorable." Zahir said with a laugh.

"How adorable? More than me and your papa?" Ava asked and Zahir rolled his eyes.

His parents have the misconception that they are an evergreen couple.

Well, they do behave like that!!

He remembered the scene he witnessed this evening.

***

Zahir and Zian reached Ahmed palace around 5 in the evening and they were welcomed by the excited squeal of their little Zera.

"Aww ya amar. You are becoming a big girl." Zahir said, picking up little Zera in his arms.

"No. era babyyyy!!" Zera yelled, stressing the word baby making a point that she is still the baby of the house and she will always be.

Stubborn little girl.

Whose sister is she after all? A voice inside Zahir said in a mocking tone.

"Where is momma and papa??" Zahir asked, looking around the place.

"In the room," Zaif, who came to the living room listening to Zera's squeals, answered.

"I had message momma that we will reach home soon." Zahir said with a frown.

The over possessive son in him came in full form, realising that his papa must have a hand in his momma not being here in the living room to welcome him.

"You might not be that important to momma anymore." Zaif said cheekily enjoying irritating Zahir.

"If you don't shut up ,I will myself go and find the tribal people from whom we bought you." Zahir said making Zaif huff in annoyance.

It all began when Zaif was five years old and he participated in a folk dance competition at school.

An eleven year old Zahir had taken pains in letting his little brother know that he finally showed what is in his genes, as he was bought from a tribal folk for hundred bucks.

Five year old Zaif, as innocent as he was then, believed it and cried buckets and buckets of tears until Zayed came and consoled him saying Zahir was only lying.

"Stop being a baby," Zian said, taking Zera from Zahir and planting a big loud kiss on her cheeks making the little girl giggle.

Zahir, rolling his eyes, walked straight to his parents room and knocked on the door.

The door opened after five minutes, his momma with red cheeks and his papa with a smirk on his face.

Zahir groaned.

He doesn't really have a problem with his parents romancing, but couldn't they just not do it when they are home after so long.

"Momma..."

"Zahir, baby." Ava engulfed him in a tight hug.

"Baby? From which angle does he look like a baby to you?" Zayed snorted, making Zahir more annoyed.

"Don't be jealous papa. Momma always loves me more." Zahir went headlong into their usual argument.

"You wish." Zayed was not one to give up.

***

"Come on!! Get ready for the party." Zayed said walking in with little Zera in his arms.

"I hate these parties." Zahir groaned.

"And Zahir! Stop flirting with all the girls. I don't want to hear anymore complaints about you from their mothers" Zayed said in a warning tone.

"Yeah. The mothers who used to pull my cheeks and say aww when I used to flirt with them. How much more hypocritic could they be." Zahir grumbled.

"Just go and get ready." Zayed said in defeat.

****

The twins got ready in tuxedos as it was a business party.

They reached the hall and greeted their uncles and aunts as they weren't at home when the twins reached.

The party was in full swing when Kajal Patel, Ameya aunty's daughter came towards them grinning.

"Hey, Kajal." Zahir greeted the fourteen year old girl with a smile.

"Hello Zahir akhi. Mom said you both will be coming today. I came to meet you two." Kajal said and then looked up shyly at Zian.

"Hello Zian." She greeted Zian.

Zian smiled awkwardly and Zahir raised an eyebrow at him

No akhi for you, Zahir mouthed earning a glare from Zian.

Akhi is the word used to call elder brothers as a form of respect.

"Hey Kajal. How are you?" Zian asked politely.

"I am fine. How are you? How is college?" Kajal asked blushing shyly as Zian was talking to her.

Zahir bit the insides of his cheeks to stop himself from laughing at the uncomfortable look on Zi's face.

"Yeah. Everything is good. Kajal, I think Ameya aunty is looking for you." Zian said pointing at Ameya, their father’s PA since the last twenty five or so years.

"Oh I will go then. See you later." Kajal said and rushed to her mom.

Zian breathed a sigh of relief.

Her puppy crush is evident on her face and Zian prayed to all the gods in the world that she would grow out of it soon.

"Why is it that they all fall in love with you and not me?" Zahir asked, making Zian roll his eyes.

"As if you have any lack of girls interested in you."

"I do. But not genuine ones. Not someone who loves me for me. Rather than the popular rich bad boy." Zahir said thoughtfully.

Like Izzy.. Like Kajal...

Like Emma...!!

Zian raised his eyebrows looking at Zahir.

"Love? Are you talking about love? You want to fall in love, Zahir?" Zian teased.

"What!! Of course not. There is no girl around who could make Zahir Ahmed Al Zidra fall in love." Zahir said with an attitude, not aware of the storm that is coming his way in two days.