Chapter 4

Shiza's POV

"Asslamalaikum everyone"  I greeted my mom and Mrs. Atifa. Mrs. Atifa was my mom's best friend and I hate her and her fake accent. 

"Oh hi sweetheart,  how are you honey " She faked the sweetest voice.

"I'm doing well, Aunty.. how are uncle and Hina." I plastered a fake smile on my face.

"They are good" She smiled back.

"Okay aunty, I want to change..see ya." I made an excuse because seriously I couldn't tolerate her fake accent and talk anymore.

"Ahh, Zoya,  I must say that you are a great woman...You never differentiated between Mariya and Shiza,  she's so lucky " As I was about to close the door,  I heard the concerned voice of Mrs. Atifa. Wait.. what she's talking about? I was confused,  I wanted to ask lots of questions but I know,  no one is going to answer me. I sighed and rushed upstairs.

I changed into my pajama and opened my Instagram. I was scrolling puns. I didn't know what had gotten into me that  I typed Zain Abdullah in the search bar. It took me a second to find his profile.  I clicked at his profile and started stalking him.

Gosh! He can drive anyone crazy

Wait...what I was doing? I was stalking and falling for that jerk...Noo,  I couldn't.  He was a douchebag. And the memory of that incident flashed into my mind.

"How could you fell for someone for their looks... Disgusting Shiza " I cursed myself and logged out.

                  Zain'sPOV

"Hello momma, yes...I'm great." I answered her call." I started telling her about my college and friends. Did I mention that I'm the favorite child of my momma? I was a spoiled kid and my dad blames my mom for this. Well, she loves me more than that perfect dude Zeeshan.

After ending the call, I opened my Instagram,  then a notification popped.  "Eva is following you" God this girl got no chill, I sighed.

"Zain, don't you think Eva is taking a special interest in you." Lakshya teased me. And I made a disgusting face.

"Lakshya,  these creepy girls don't match my standard. You'll see, your bro would date the best and perfect girl of college" I said with pride.

Well I never bedded with any girl but I was popular as a player,  but still, girls like to give their soul, heart, and body to me. It was not only about my looks and popularity   I was also a son of a billionaire,  so many of the girls were after my money.

I was laying on my bed...Suddenly one picture flashed into my mind. Those beautiful pair of eyes.  Stop it Zain, you are thinking about her, that stupid ordinary girl. She doesn't match my standard.  How could I think about her?

I opened Netflix to avoid her thoughts. But it didn't help me. That beautiful pair of eyes were still flashing on my mind. I scoffed, what she was doing with me?? How could someone has that effect on me. I sighed and covered my eyes. Now I just wanted to sleep.