Rameen's POV :-

Stepping outside of the car I glanced at our house. The house where we grew up, the house which Mom and Dad furnished and decorated with their own hands. I looked at Haniya standing beside me. She was lost somewhere while her eyes were glued on the large house.

"This house looks dead. As long as they were there life oozed out of every corner but now...." she rolled her lower lip inward as she took a deep breath.

"Lets go inside" I side hugged her and she nodded.

The guard opened the main door and we went inside. Every corner was full of memories. I wanted to hear Mom's giggles, I wanted to hear Dad's jokes and wanted to see their cute moments but the house was as silent as a graveyard.

"As I looked at the kitchen I waited for Mom to come out and embrace me in her arms but nobody came out" Haniya said tracing her fingers on the large picture of Mom which was hanging on the wall.

"Why you both have to leave?" She said in a cracking voice and slid down as she cried once again. In these three days not a moment went by when she would not think about them, when she would not shed tears. Shayaan and everyone did their level best to comfort her but to no avail.

"Haniya please?" I sat beside her trying hard to control my own tears to flow down.

"Hmmm" she muttered as she wiped away her tears and went upstairs to her room.

I went into the kitchen to make lunch. As I gathered the vegetables to chop my cell phone rang.

"Rameen did you guys reach safely? How is Haniya feeling now?" Salman asked from the other side.

"I'm currently making lunch and Haniya is upstairs, sitting alone" I sighed looking up at the ceiling.

"I know Wifey. Shayaan also isn't talking much. It feels as if he is worried for her but Haniya wants to stay alone. He wants to be there for her and even Shayaan insisted to come with you guys but she refused" he said with a grim tone.

"I just want to see them happy Salman. Mom and Dad's death has made Haniya so broken. Seeing her like this how can Shayaan take a sigh of relief?" I said in a matter of fact tone.

"I'll talk to you later. Assure Shayaan that I'll take care of her and he don't have to worry, Allright?" I said as I got up and opened the drawer of spices.

"Ok Rameen. I miss you love. Come back soon" he said and I can bet he must be pouting. I smiled a tired smile.

"I'll try Salman. This house is just not the same anymore. But it is so dear to me and Haniya. She wants to spend some time here with all the  memories" I wiped the tear which fell down of my eye on their thought.

"I understand Rameen. Time will heal everything" he said and after biding good byes we hung up.

After making lunch and neatly placing it in a tray I headed upstairs to Haniya's room. I turned the knob and the door flung open. She was staring in space with an emotionless face.

I walked and sat on the bed as I placed the tray in between. Haniya's phone was buzzing but she was least interested in picking it up.

"Haniya you are getting a call" I nudged her.

"I know" she replied as she now ate a spoonful of rice.

Ignoring her I took her cell phone in my hand and saw Shayaan's name on the screen.

4 messages and 8 missed calls.

Shayaan :- Bookworm please talk to me?

Shayaan :- Do you need me Haniya? I will come straight away without thinking for a second.

Shayaan :- As long as you are away from me I can't help it but feel grim, as if a part of me is not around. I feel incomplete. :"(

Shayaan :- please pick up my calls bookworm :(

Seeing his concern and messages I felt a bit angry about Haniya's behaviour towards him. It was all written in fate, what was Shayaan's fault to deserve this cold behaviour of that one girl who he love more than anything?

"What are you even doing Haniya?" I jerked her arm as I said a little loudly.

"Nothing Rameen. I just don't feel like talking" she replied not meeting my gaze.

"Atleast tell him if you don't want to. Don't you know how much he is hurting, seeing you like this?" My voice became soft as I sat infront of her.

"I know Rameen. I don't want to hurt him as well but unknowingly I've always given him pain and hurt which he don't deserve" she cried but I wiped her tears away.

"He can take you out of this misery. Don't ignore him Haniya" I pressed her hand and she finally nodded giving a soft smile.

"I'll talk to him" she stated and I smiled.

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Haniya's POV :-

I don't think so that I will be able to concentrate on my studies and career. Now I don't have those two people who I wanted to make proud. I think I should leave the university. I will just tell Rameen to struck my name off from there.

I was lost in my thoughts when the door bell rang. I frowned as I didn't expect anyone to be here because very few people knew that we came here otherwise our house was locked.

I got up and walked towards the door. As soon as I opened it I saw a pair of brown eyes staring at me with a plain expression. The face was familiar as I had seen it before, maybe in my childhood.

"Yes?" I asked while frowning.

"Its your uncle Mr. Arslan! Don't you remember me dear?" He stepped inside and I let him in. He was holding a file in his hands.

"How am I supposed to remember you my so called uncle when you never showed your face in all these years and now when mom and dad are no more you appeared from no where showing you really care?" I spitted as I hate people like him.

"I really don't care young lady I'm here to get what is mine. No one can stop me, not even you!" He gritted his teeth as he walked towards the wall and took out our family pictures from the hook.

"What the hell? Don't touch them" I snatched the photo frame from him but he let out a chuckle, boiling my blood.

"Woah! This house is gonna be mine because I've my papers and you can ask anyone in the family too. My father promised me this house but your dad, my dear elder brother took it away" he yelled on my face making me flintch on my spot.

"No you can't have it. This house is the only thing I've" I glared at him.

"I can and I will" he shrugged and just then Rameen came from upstairs. She knitted her eyebrows in confusion when her gaze fell upon the selfish man standing infront of me.

"Uncle? What is the matter?" She asked exchanging a glance at me.

"Rameen tell him to just get lost from here" I said fisting my hands, trying to control my anger.

"Calm down Haniya! Let me talk" Rameen assured and I sighed.

"Just give me my house! I've no concern about your money and stuff" he said calmly this time.

"Uncle. This house is full of so many memories. Don't do this. Even if you have your papers can't you see we have got no one to care for us, to protect us. I'm married but Haniya? She is still studying" Rameen said in a soft tone unlike me who got hell angry.

"I'm least bothered, you can have jail if you won't give me my property. I don't want my brother's children to go through this so thats why I'm trying to be polite. You have one hour to pack your stuff and go where ever you want to go" he replied rather coldly. All I could see in his eyes was greed and nothing else.

"Allright!" Rameen muttered lowly and for a moment I just wanted to slap this man real hard but I couldn't.

"Rameen what are you doing?" I jerked her but she looked down.

"Didn't you hear what he said?" She stated and dragged me upstairs.

"But Rameen....." I was at the verge of tears when I saw her packing all the belongings of them.

I have never felt this helpless ever in my life. I have never expected that all those things which mean so much to me will be snatched away from me leaving me empty handed and grieved.

"Stop him Rameen, do something" I cried but she didn't rply and I cried harder for the happiness which once existed in my life.

"Lets go! We will book the tickets on our way. We might have to wait a little at the airport but its fine" Rameen said as she now told the driver to start the car while other few servents loaded our luggage.

"Ok!" It came like a whisper because I couldn't feel anything. I was falling apart by now. My breath was uneven and heart.... heart just wanted to stop beating.

I was about to get raped, I have scars on my body. Finally when I was getting out of the incident's reality Mom and Dad went far away from me. Their only belonging was now not ours to keep. I'm just giving pain to the person who love me so much. That one person who deserve the happiness of the world! Why fate is playing with my feelings, with my happiness?

We waited at the airport for almost an hour and finally our turn came. We walked towards the plane and I took the window seat and rested my head on the glass window. A whimper left my mouth in deep hurt and agony.

"Shhh! Haniya. You will live with us, don't worry you have your own bank account, Dad was saving money for you since a long time. You can continue your studies and make him proud. Even if he isn't here but you have to make your dreams come true, Right?" Rameen wrapped her arm around me as she spoke.

Yes I have to work hard, If not for myself then atleast for my dead father. I can't leave my studies. I can't leave Shayaan hurting because of me.

"No! I don't want to be a burden on you Rameen. Just drop me to my dorms tomorrow?" I said with pleading eyes.

"But Haniya its....." she started but I cut her off.

"Please?" I spoke in a shaky voice and she agreed.

I rested my head on her shoulder and cried silently not knowing what to do. It felt as if my mind stopped working.

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Shayaan's POV :-

"Shayaan save me, I'm falling!" She cried.

"Hold my hand Haniya, I won't let you fall!" I extended my hand as she struggled to hold it.

"I can't! I don't want to go away from you. Shayaan help me!" She said peeping deep in my eyes with her red ones.

"No!! You won't fall down, I'll hold you. You can do this!" I yelled as I tried hard to save her and just when her hand touched mine it slipped away.

"Haniya!!!!!" I screamed as I sat straight on the bed, panting heavily.
My heart was exploding and hands were trembling.

"Shayaan what happened?" Salman asked concerned.

"We were walking on a beautiful road full of flowers sideby when a shadow turned the road into a sharp high mountain, making Haniya fall down and part away from me. She was calling my name but I couldn't save her" I shut my glassy eyes as now I felt a sudden pang of restlessness in my heart.

"Shayaan! It was a nightmare. Calm down" Salman said as he gave me a glass of water. I gulped the water down my dry and perched throat in one go and sighed.

"Salman I need to go, she is not ok and I know that. I must have gone with them" I argued for the 10th time.

"She is not receiving my calls or replying to my texts. What am I supposed to do man?" I said with a raised voice as I felt frustrated and tired all of a sudden.

"Man you are so stubborn. They are coming back. Rameen just informed me" he put his hand on my shoulder.

"What the freak? She said she wants to stay there because she is very attatched to their house then why so suddenly they are coming back?" I knitted my brows in confusion.

"Ahh! Her uncle took away the house so they had to come back. Its a matter of some family property. Haniya has nowhere to go Shayaan" he said grimly and I felt as If someone has stabbed my heart.

"Its just...." I shut my eyes thinking about her, thinking about her cruel fate which was taking away her precious things.

I wish it was me, going through this but not you bookworm. I can't just explain how hard I'm craving to set your life. How hard I'm craving for the love and happiness which once existed.

"Salman am I comptent enough? I feel myself breaking when I see her vulnerable state" I muttered and he sighed.

"Yo dude come on, cheer up!! I know how you feel. This is because you love her man and as you love her you can do anything and trust me you will!" Salman gave me a brotherly hug and I nodded.

"She can't ignore the effect you have on her. You are too hot to be real you know" he punched my torso as he laughed making me smile.

"You have the power to change my mood so easily. I so love you bro" I stated as I blew a flying kiss in his direction on which he made a face.

"Its gay but its ok" I laughed and he shook his head.

"Dinner is ready kids!" Mom's voice made us pull back.

"I have to go to the airport!" Salman said as he took the car keys in his hands.

"Bro you can have dinner, I will go" I stopped him and he nodded giving me the car keys.

"I've been noticing your concern towards Haniya. Is there something fishy fishy Shayaan?" Dad smirked and I felt flushed.

"Just friends Dad!" I lied and went outside.

She is my life.

It was really cold in LA and as I went outside cold wind made me shiver.

How once I was a guy who never took anything in life seriously and how now I've become a guy who I never thought to become. Everything is secondry infront of her. All I care about is her. I don't want to see her like this, I can't bear it, I just can't......

I kept on thinking as I drove towards the airport. I parked the car in the parking lot and leaned against the bonet, waiting for them.

"Shayaan is here, come!" Rameen said to Haniya as soon as she saw me. My gaze fell upon her and for a moment we had an eye lock.

Her eyes.... where I found my image everytime I looked in them were now full of distress. Her face.... which used glow in the moon light was now pale. Her smile.... which could make my day from worst to best was nowhere to be seen.

"Shayaan I'm sorry for my behaviour" Haniya said looking in my eyes and I just wanted to drown in them and never return.

"Bookworm!" A soft whisper left my mouth as I held her hand and intertwined our fingers. I sighed as I placed our mingled hands on my heart which was hammering inside my chest.

"No worries. I'll set everything to normal! Do you trust me?" I carassed her cheek with my other hand and her lips crooked into a smile.

"I do Shayaan" She replied and I grinned on hearing her sincere reply.

"I'll drive, you can sit with her" Rameen winked in my direction and I gave her a sweet smile. I opened the door for her and as she sat inside I sat beside her.

"Shayaan I don't want to feel like this"  Haniya spoke in a whisper as she looked at the dark sky from the  window.

"Haniya!! The most beautiful people are those who have known defeat, known loss, known struggle, who always find a way to come out of the depths. Those people know what life is, beautiful people don't just casually happen. I know you are one of them" I rested my hand on hers as I spoke.

"After all the incidents and realities I just can't lose the way I feel about you" she looked my way and even though I couldn't see her face clearly, her eyes shone like always.

"Should I feel special then?" I leaned closer and whispered in her ear and felt her breath going uneven at once.

"Shayaan came back to his self obsessiveness?" She murmured and I could sense a smile on her face.

"Any doubt babe?" I chuckled and she shook her head in disbelief, letting out a soft giggle.

I've been dying to hear your cute giggles which always pull my heart's sensitive nerve.

All this while Rameen drove the car silently probably listening to our whispering, so that she could tease us later. A sudden silence crept between us and after 10 minutes when I glanced at her, she was asleep as her head was hanging mid air.

I placed her head on my shoulder. She snuggled closer to me and I felt she was cold. Her cold hand snaked around my arm and I felt my eyes getting watery and when a small shallow tear fell down I didn't notice.

People say guys don't cry, little does they know when guys love someone so much that her pain hurts their heart too, when they can't bear even a single thought of not being able to be there for her, when they have responsibilites and they feel themselves weak infront of fate.... Then Guys Cry..... They Do Cry.

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(A/ N) :-

Atlast an update and a long one :D I got busy in studies and stuff *Sowwwy*

Favourite dialogues? Hope you enjoyed the chapter :)

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