Chapter 1

Shiza POV

"Whattt the heckkk" I groaned, I was lost in my beautiful dream but this stupid ringtone snapped me back to reality. "Who tf is calling me this early morning" without looking on the screen I slid to answer the call.

"Hello," I said in my deep sleepy voice."Don't tell me you are still on your bed...shizaaaaaaa" she screamed through the phone.

Ohh lemme tell you, She was my best friend Maya, we were best friends since diapers, and she was my only best friend and my soulmate.

"Shiza it is 8 am and we were supposed to meet at 8:30 and you are still on your bed..?? You lazyass, I hate you, you always do this to me... this is our first day of college and you had already spoiled my day" She was really mad at me...Okay, it was my fault, I am not a morning person, and who tf goes to college this early?

"Sorry, now don't be mad, pleaseeeee," I pouted,

"Whatever, I'm not going to skip my class, meet me in the classroom." And she hung up the call.

I sighed and hopped from my bed and ran into the shower. I put on my favorite neon long shirt with black trousers and a matching black hijab (headscarf) I made a bun of my waist-length hair... my hair was long... and I hate long hair. I mean it took me hours to do my hair.

I was not fond of makeup so I just put on some foundation, kohl, and lipgloss. I was satisfied with my reflection.

I wasn't looking bad... but for my family, I was an ugly, stupid girl. But it's okay I was a favorite of myself. Actually, I was the youngest and unwanted child of my parents. My elder handsome brother Asher and beautiful sister-in-law Kinza were living a happy life in Los Angeles. He was the second favorite child of my parents, guess who was the first...??

Okay, it was my most beautiful, perfect sister Mariya who was just one year older than me, but she got everything she wanted.  She had adopted beautiful features and a milky complexion from my parents. She was perfect in everything, just everything except studies... but this was not a big deal for my parents. Because again She was perfect in everything

I had normal features and a fair complexion but my family was way prettier than me. I was pretty smart in my studies but still, I was the least favorite child of the whole family, my mom hated me because I was ugly, she felt ashamed to introduce me to her friends... now you were thinking that how could any mom hates her child for their looks... it's kinda weird but I didn't think that there was any other reason to hate me.

My dad never showed any affection, so I didn't know what he exactly feels about me. Despite this Mariya still hates me. I didn't know why she always put me down in front of my family and relatives. She was a student of fine arts.

I had completed my school with good grades and luckily I got admission to one of the best colleges in the city.

I shook my head from unwanted thoughts and sat at the dining table, I was starving, I put some mayonnaise on my bread, and munched it with a glass of juice. Okay, this was weird but I was already late for the classes.

No one noticed my presence, my mom was in the kitchen and Mariya was still sleeping. "Bye momma" I waved at her and walked out.

I parked my car, my favorite uncle Ubaid gifted this on my 18th birthday.

I checked my phone, "damn", a gasp escaped from my lips.

"Fifteen missed calls from Maya,"

She was gonna kill me...

It took me an hour to reach college. I was nervous and excited as well. I parked my car in the parking area and made my way towards the college.

I was so lost in my thoughts, that I didn't realize I bumped into something hard.

Probably a pole...

No, he was a man... Wtffff ladyyyy?

Ugh...

I mumbled and look at him and the next second I froze at my place.

I didn't realize that I was staring into his eyes, there was something in his eyes that made my heart skip a beat.

I was checking him out shamelessly. He was the hottest guy, I had ever seen in my life. He had the most beautiful pair of eyes. Gosh! His smile. I took a deep breath. I had never experienced this weird feeling.  Lower your gaze, lower your gaze, this is haram (forbidden). What are you doing girl, how could you check any guy like this?

"You can take a picture, it'll last longer".A deep husky voice snapped me to reality. I was embarrassed like hell, without saying anything, I averted my gaze and ran towards my class.

I could still feel the heavy breathing of my heart... How the fuck anyone could affect me in that way?? how???

I cursed myself and touched my hot cheeks.