"So, what do you do? " I ask him as I take a sip from a cold coffee the waiter just left. Danish settles on his chair and then clears his throat, "I help my father with his construction business." he tells, his voice cold as ice.

"So you're the only child? " I ask him, trying to read his expression that is clearly giving me warning signals but still I make an attempt to fight my fear and ask.

"Yes. " he says, his voice is still cold but then he takes a sip from his black coffee and then suddenly he's smiling. How fast does his mood change? I ask myself. Maybe that's how he is...  A man with mood swings.

"And what do you do princess? Besides making a man go crazy I mean" he asks and blinks.

I shake my head in disbelief. He is such a flirt. " I am an artist." I tell him, "I paint. And there's no man on this universe that has gone crazy because of me so stop torturing me!" I roll my eyes at him when I notice him smirking.

"Maybe you didn't try your best. " he laughs, "but I would love to see your painting anyway." he adds and I shrug my shoulders.

"You're welcome anytime. " I say and glance at my watch that shows time 5:30p.m.

"Anyways, I have to meet my friend so I better get going. " I tell him and start to leave.

"Saba? " I hear him say and turn around to look at him. His golden brown eyes are calm and his face looks somewhat sexy as he hands me a piece of paper.

"What is it? " I ask before taking it.

"Well, in case you feel interested in making me go crazy,  you can call me on this number. " he shows me his sexy smile and I'm lost.

*****

"Hey there! " I exclaim as I walk inside Haya's room.  She's applying nail paint, her room is messy and a loud sound of Indian wedding song is sending vibrations to the floor. She smiles as I sit next to her and looks at me, "Guess what?" she exclaims.

"What?" I ask eagerly.

"Hammad has planned a surprise honeymoon for us! I begged him to tell me where we are going but he said he'd keep it a secret. I hope it's Maldives..  Or who knows maybe Disney Land! " she tells me, her eyes shine so bright with excitement and love.

Again Danish's golden brown eyes pop up in my head! God why can I not stop thinking about him?

"You should have given him the list of the places you want to visit. " I try to make a joke and she bursts out laughing.

"Yeah so that he would just cancel the entire honeymoon plan!" she says sarcastically and I nod. True it is, if Hamad ever made a mistake of asking Haya where she'd want to go, she would have said, "The world!" and surely Hamad doesn't want to spend rest of his life travelling.

I make myself comfortable on her bed as we start talking about her wedding that's just the day after tomorrow. It's like we just met yesterday and became best of friends and now she will be getting married and moving to LA and having kids and God knows when will we meet again? A shiver rises in my spine and I just can't help it so I pull her in a hug.

I know it's kind of emotional of me but maybe that's because she is my only friend. I don't have any siblings and I never open up myself much to anybody, but when I'm with Haya, I feel like we are actually alike. I can trust her over anything and no matter how many times we fight, we still love each other. Having her gone away is gonna be painful but I hope I can make it.

I wipe out my tears that are streaming down my eyes and take a deep breath.  "Hey! I'm not dying! Just getting married! " Haya laughs.

"Probably the same thing. "

"Noooo! It's not the same! It's different.. It's so much different! You can't feel it the way I feel it, because you've never been in love!" she says while her mind is lost somewhere in Hammad .

"Okay... "

"By the way,  with whom were you having coffee this evening? " she asks suddenly coming out of her thoughts.

"Nobody. " I lie.

"Shut up!  Zain saw you with a guy, why didn't you tell me you were dating somebody? I thought I'd be the first one to know!" she complains and I nod.

"You will be the first one to find out when I  will date somebody. The reason I didn't tell you this time is that it wasn't a date. " I tell her.

"So you were having coffee with a stranger? " she throws another question.

"it's a long story. " I reply short but I know it's not gonna be so easy to let go of that topic. And honestly, even I want to share it with her.

"Tell me all about it! " Haya says and interlocks her fingers. That's it! I tell her the whole story without any pause. Her eyes widen with shock but then she brings them back to their original state.

"So he first insults you in front of many people, then apologizes in a most sexiest way and then takes you out for a coffee and gives you his number!  I bet next time you see him, you guys will be kissing each other! "
She laughs a little and I realize I'm blushing. Dude why does it always have to show up on my face?

"Shut up! " I snap but deep down a thought of Danish's lips covering mine makes me shiver and sends chills down my back. Dark brown hair, golden brown eyes!

"Why don't you invite him to the wedding? " haya asks

"He's not my friend, Haya! " I say,  considering her opinion inside my mind but trying my best not to show it through my face. How would he feel? I mean he was the one to give me his number but that doesn't make it necessary to call him and invite him to the wedding, does it?

"Come on! I wanna see him! And after all, you don't want to just roam around alone when your best friend is busy having romantic conversation with her husband, do you? " she asks slowly, almost convincing me to agree on that.

"Very funny! " is all I can say.

"I'm serious,  Danish is coming to my wedding and that's an order! I wanna see him means I wanna see him! " she almost shouts.

"Fine. Whatever you say! " I reply and the topic is then set to peace.

*****

The night when I reach home, my mother isnt here yet. I unlock the door and walk straight towards the kitchen to keep all the grocery bags on the counter. Too lazy to put them on their appropriate places,  I just pour myself a glass of cold water and drink it all at once. I bring my phone out of my purse, along with it comes a chit that Danish handed me this evening. I unfold it with trembling hands and start dialing his number.
Luckily, he answers on the very first ring. Before I can say Hello, his voice echoes on the phone.

"I wasn't expecting a call from you so soon,  Saba. " he sounds calm and easy. Like he already knew I was calling.

"H--How do you know it's me? " I ask with a shaky voice.

"Who else would call me in the middle of the night. " he answers sarcastically. Once again he is talking in his flirt tone, making me angry and happy at the same time.

"For your kind information, I didnt call you for that reason." I try to sound confident this time but once again I lose when he says, "What reason baby? "

Baby?  Hell no!

"You gotta be kidding me! " I say out loud this time, he laughs again, making me feel completely irritated.

"I just wanted to invite you to my friend's wedding. " I finally say it, a sigh escapes my mouth and I move my finger to my lips.

"and what makes you think I'll accept the invitation?" he teases and I roll my eyes, as if he can see it.

" Honestly, I don't even want you to come. It's just that Haya thinks there's something serious going on between us and so she wants to see you. " I tell him the reason in a very frustrated tone.

"and you didn't clarify that there's nothing going on between us? "

"I did.  She wouldn't believe me. " I reply, feeling unhappy, I dont know why.

"Maybe you didn't mean what you said to her. " he says and I can sense him smirking or probably laughing.

"Whatever you say. "

"When is the wedding anyway? " he asks, his voice getting cold again.

"the day after tomorrow. " I reply, expecting him to irritate me again but fortunately that doesn't happen.

"I will see you there then. " he says

"Alright.... "

"Bye. " he says but I don't want him to hang up. Not so early.

"Danish...! " his name escapes my mouth as a cry and I put my fingers on my lips for a moment, wondering why I called his name anyway.

"Hmm? "

"It was nice meeting you today... " I manage to say, " and speaking to you right now too. " I add.

"Oh babe! What took you so long to admit that you do enjoy being close to me! " he says sarcastically, making me blush. I'm glad he can't see me right now, or else he would end up laughing hard.

"Can you just talk like a decent person for a minute? " I ask him

" I don't think so.. " he replies and I roll my eyes at his words and hear the entrance door open. That must be mom, I tell myself and hang up the call. As I open the door of my room to see my mother, my eyes open wide in shock as they look at the masculine figure standing infront of me.

This can't be happening!

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