Waliyah's P.O.V.

Groaning I threw off the heels Api made me as soon as we got home. Samar had gone into the bathroom to change his clothes as I sat on the bed, lazily taking off all the jewelry I had, and began to pull the zipper of my dress down, but I couldn't reach it since it was so low on my back. My head felt so heavy and was so ready to go to bed, but this stupid zipper, "Come on," I whined as  I failed one more time. 

"Let me," Samar whispered huskily pushing my hands away, I jumped as I heard his voice. 

"When. did you come?" I asked softly keeping my back to him,  

"Just a minute ago," He replied. Samar tugged at the zipper effortlessly revealing my back to him. Shivers ran down my spine as I felt him take a step closer to me his hot breath fanned against the back of my neck. "This tattoo," He said huskily, his finger. tranced the butterfly softly, "What does it mean?"

I swallow harshly hugging my dress to my body I turn to face him, "It's nothing." I say quietly not wanting to share the story behind it. "Let me go change," I tried to walk past him but Samar grabbed my arm pulling me back to him, his eyes seemed as if they had darkened. 

"Remember our deal?" Samar asked walking backward until he fell onto the bed sitting down, he pulled me in between his legs. My heart skipped a beat, "I won, you forgave. me."

"And I am telling you that I won't stop until I get my forgiveness," Samar said just as adamant. "Wafa, you forgot how stubborn I am."

"Well you have no idea how stubborn I am," I retort back

"Fine," Samar smirked dropping his arms to the side, "Then let's make a deal, by the end of this trip if I make you forgive me, you will have to do anything I ask you to do, and if I dont get your forgiveness by the end of this, then I will have to do. anything you. ask me to do."

"Get ready to lose," I say cockily

"We'll see," Samar said amused, "So deal?" He reached out with his hand for me to shake.

Without giving it a second thought I shook his hand, "Deal."

"Yeah, you won," I say quietly, "What do you want me to do?" What's the worst he could ask for?

Samar pulled me down so we were at eye level, and I was sitting on his lap. "Since last night all I have been thinking about is wanting to kiss you." It was as if all the air had been sucked out of my lungs, "And tonight, damn Wafa, you are seriously testing my limits."

My eyes search his frantically, "W-What?" I stutter, "W-Where is this-"

"Please?" He asked almost begging me. 

"No," I say quickly pulling out of his arms and shaking my head. "S-Samar, I have forgiven you but not like that." I try to explain myself as he stands up as well, I keep on arm out trying to keep my distance from him as he strides foreward. "I-I" I can't finish my thought as my back hits a wall, and his arms come up to block a way of escape from both ways. My throat dries up as he smirks down at me, brushing some hair away from my face, his thumb gently caresses the side of my cheek. My eyes fluttered shut for a few seconds, it was as if my body had its own mind, and it began to cherish the feeling of his hand touching my face. 

Samar leaned down and lifted me up, not having words to say anymore, he sat on the bed turning me so  I was straddling him now. My hands came to rest on his shoulders,  we were inches away from. on. another. He was clouding my judgment, and my breathing picked up as his thumb brushed across my bottom lip, "Just a kiss," Samar whispered, "Nothing else,"

S-Shake it off Wafa. . . Oh, who am I kidding?

 Pulling him closer I say, "Kiss me," Immediately taking the opportunity, he pushed his lips against mine. Samar immediately moaned as if. he. was starved to kiss. me, following his movements, I try to learn as he leads the kiss. My fingers tangled in his hair as his grip on my waist tightened. My dress was loose against my body since the zipper was open, which gave him the chance to slide his hands inside the material of the dress and touch my bare body. I gasped as his cold hands came in contact with my warm skin, allowing him to slide his tongue inside my mouth. The coldness of his piercing warms my core, my body was feeling things that I never thought I could. A moan escaped my mouth, as Samar slowly pulled the material of the dress off my shoulders.  The ball from his piercing felt so good as it played with my tongue. . .my body shook, I needed to breathe but I didnt want to stop feeling this way. Samar pulled away first, causing me to follow his lips causing him to chuckle at my greediness.  

We both were breathing heavily as we looked into each other's eyes, "You need to stop moaning like that." He said firmly, "I am really trying not to scare you off,"

And then it hit me suddenly, in the blink of an eye, I was off of him and to the other side of the room. That shouldn't have happened. . that shouldn't have happened. 

"Wafa," Samar said my name softly standing up as well, 

"Stay back." I say firmly as my hand shakes, "T-That shouldn't have happened Samar."

He looked at me confused, "Wafa, come on."

"No!" I said slightly louder, "It shouldn't have happened," I had forgiven him but, that didnt mean that I wanted this.  "I know I said I forgave you but,  that doesn't give you permission to. kiss me or touch me like that." I know I was being a bit hypocritical, "I shouldn't have given you permission because we-" I try to calm my heart rate,  "We are getting a divorce, this just- I dont want this." I am trying to protest myself. 

"You wanted it a second ago," Samar said frustrated, "You were sitting on my lap, and kissing me back just as-"

"Just stop!" I snap shaking my head, "I-" I couldn't seem to formulate a proper sentence that would get me out of this situation I created for myself after caving into my own desires, the wrong desires.  

"You what?" Samar crossed his arms waiting for an answer. 

"I don't want this." I say firmly,  "I forgave you, but I haven't forgotten anything. Samar, I am giving you a chance to be my friend, not my husband or anything else that allows you to touch me like that. " 

"Really?"

"Really," I say throwing my hands up in the air, but. quickly putting them down. to grab my dress, "So please, just keep your distance."

Samar narrowed his eyes at me, "Friends?" 

"Y-Yeah, friends, we can be." That was what I had thought he wanted from me in the first place.  

"Friends don't kiss like that." Samar interrupted me, "Friends do not give in to one another that way." He began to take steps toward me causing me to panic so I frantically ran to the door,  but he caught up to me slamming the door shut as soon as I got it a crack open. If I was breathing heavily before, I am panting now. Samar spun me around so I was facing him, I kept my back flush against the door as he stared down at me.  "What are you mad at Wafa? Are you mad that we kissed or are you mad that your walls are beginning to break down?"

"I am not mad at anything," I say as firmly as I can, "I just. . want you to respect my boundaries."

"I have been nothing but. respectful for the past week," Samar scoffed,  "You always. say that I am confused and that I do not know what I want but Wafa, right here, right now,  you are the confused one." He was right, "Either you forgive me, and give our relationship another chance or you dont, and then we go on like we were before."

"I-" I begin to speak, but I have no idea what to say to him. Clenching my jaw I shake my head, "I thought you were asking me for a chance to be friends, like you always did Samar. So I forgave you for thinking that but if you want more from me, I am sorry, but you haven't shown me anything from your side to open the doors of my heart for you again."

"After the way we just kissed," Samar said smirking down at me, "I dont think I can just be friends with you." My heart skipped a beat, "You and I both know that we aren't meant to just be friends because there is way too much sexual tension in the air all the time."

"Is that all you think about?"

"After the way, you just moaned in my ear?' A blush took over my cheeks,  "Yeah, right now that is on my mind." To much honesty Samar. I breathe out shakily not really knowing how to react to his words. 

"Samar," I say uncomfortably. 

"I am not going back to square one," Samar argued, "If you want to play hard to get fine,  then according to the. deal that you and I made, for this week you have. to do anything I say. . and no I am not going to keep my distance. Do what you want Wafa, but I know that I already have started to make my way back into your heart, and there is nothing to stop me, from getting there permanently again."

"You still dont know anything about me!" I try to come up with arguments to keep him away. 

"That what you think," He said, 

"Excuse me?"  I ask confused, since when did he know anything about me?

"I know you," He repeated firmly.

"No, you do not,"

"Yes I do," Samar grabbed my arm and tugged me back to bed as I struggled against his grip. He sat me down and pulled out a small journal from his bag. "I have written everything down."

Shocked at his confession I look down at the journal and flip it open to the first page. 

Getting Closer to Wafa. 

Wafa's favorite color: Blue

Favourite food: Aloo Tikki. 

She is very passionate about teaching, is amazing at interacting with children,  and wants to integrate new activities and new opportunities for them in her school.

The list went on and on. . this small journal was filled with information about me.  I looked up at him confused as to how he knew all this about me. He never cared enough to ask me half of these questions.  "How?" I whispered, 

"I pay attention," Samar shrugged, "Even when you thought I didn't, I did." I didn't even remember telling him half of these, it wasnt possible to know this much without asking around. 

"That is not possible." I shake my head in disbelief, "You never cared about me, never-"

"I was always watching." Samar cut me off in the middle of my disbelief, "Yeah, I never spoke to you, and when I did it was all mean things but. . .Wafa, you are not someone can ignore." He took my hand softly, "You have a light, that spreads into a room that no one can ignore." I felt super overwhelmed, "You are loved by every single person inside of my home, and-" My heart skipped a beat, "I won't say I love you just yet Wafa, but your leaving defintiely did awaken something in me." Something? "I know what I am saying right now is confusing, but-" Samar hesitated. 

"But?" I wanted to hear what he wanted to say. 

"I want a proper chance." Samar kneeled down infront of me. "Please?"

I breathe out heavily, "Samar, I cannot not." Not now, I can't give it to him just yet. 

"Wafa."

"No." I shake my head, "You still dont know me," The things he had listed down, were things someone could just observe and figure out by me. 

"Because you won't let me!" Samar said tired of this argument, "All I get is this Wafa, an argument. This defensiveness."

"Because you created it!" I say, "You created this doubt, you created this anxiousness. . .it is not my fault!"

Samar shook his head, "You know what Wafa?" He clenched his jaw, "Fuck this,  I am not going to listen to you anymore, I am going to do what I want. I am going to kiss you if I want,  I am going to touch you if I want, and I will prove to you that I am not the  same Samar, you are so afraid of." He came to stand infront of me, "I will show you, that Samar Qureshi that hurt you is gone, and the Samar Qureshi that is standing infront of you wants a chance to show you that. he too has begun to have feelings for you. .  .it may not be love just yet Wafa,  but it defintiely is something strong enough for me to fight against the fear that is embedded in you."

I sit listening to him in shock,  "I will win you over." The words that I had been starving to hear for the past four years and six months had been sent to me in such a way that I had no idea how to react. I had no idea. . .

If I should jump for joy or cry in happiness because I had no idea what he was planning to do. . .

Or when he began to like me?

Samar Adeel Qureshi liked me!