Emotion

love-triangle

Romance

Goodgirl

Arranged marriage

Sweet

one 

One sided love hurt, especially when the person you loved like crazy didn't realize it or say, loved someone else. 
Natasha Rehman knew what she was getting into when she fell in love with her best friend, Farhan Sheikh of all people. He was her charming and caring friend, who she knew for years now. She came to know him through her other best friend, Haya Ali; who introduced them both in their middle school. They were close ever since.
Haya and Farhan were neighbors, that's how they knew each other. And not just that they had a thing for each other, which everyone knew. 
As much as it hurt, Natasha had to accept that. 
Farhan was a year older than the two, so he graduated from university rather very quickly. Natasha did not realize how quick the time has passed and now she is in her final year of bachelor's degree as well. 
"What are you doing?" Natasha shrieked at her so called classmates who garbbed her assignments and began to copy it quickly. 
"Please yaar." Now they were polite. When in need everyone turns polite. She couldn't help but roll her eyes at them.
"But I want it nice and safe before the lecturer comes." They just nodded their heads and busied themselves in writing the notes as fast as they could.
With the last semester approaching in a month or so, assignments were piled upon them regarding their internals and no one except Natasha has finished them. It was much expected since she is considered the typical nerd of their year, who wears odd dresses. 
Modest was odd in their dictionary, all of her classmates preferred jeans and western tops over the desi Kurtis and she couldn't care less. 
"Haya... Where are you?" Natasha asked her through the call as she walked towards their canteen.
"I'm almost done with my assignments. Will be there in a few. Call Farhan for me. You talk with him till I come." Haya told in a hurry and hung up the call before Natasha could even say something. A slight frown appears on her face at that. 
Farhan liked Haya and Haya liked Farhan. It was as simple and as complicated as that. 
Falling in love with Farhan was not intentional, nor does Natasha wants to mess things between the trio, who were inseparable from middle school. Her stupid crush can stay with herself she thought. It all started right when the high school ended and there was three months gap before their university began.
That was all it took Natasha to realize how much crazily in love she was with him.They were so young back then, but the feelings did not fade away just like that. She fell harder with every passing day.
But she kept quite; aware of the fact that her two best friends already had some sort of feelings for eachother and she'd be nothing but a home wrecker if she expressed her feelings.
"I was going to call him anyway." Natasha mumbled to herself with a goofy grin and dialled his number.
"Hey, nats." She beamed at his excited voice whilst walking into the canteen and sat on her usual place. 
"Farhan. Guess where I am?" She asked excitedly, opening her lunch box and inhaled the sweet smell of her chicken korma. 
"At the canteen, of course. Yaar, I'm going to miss you all once I leave the country." Farhan whined through the call making her sigh in sadness as well.
Natasha didn't really wanted to think about it. Thinking about it would hurt her and she wasn't sure if her heart could take anymore of it. 
"Don't remind me." Natasha whispered softly. He chuckled at her response.
"You'll miss me that much, huh?" He asked in a teasing voice, but deep down he knew he'd be the first one to miss her the most, miss Haya the most.
Don't even ask about it, she wanted to respond but refrained herself with a small hum.
"Where is Haya? Did she finish her projects and assignments? When is madam thinking of coming here anyway?" Laughing at his other best friend, or say special friend; he asked her with an amused smile on his face.
"She's still writing her assignments which is due in like few minutes. And then after that she'll be at your office I guess." Natasha replied dryly.
She hated how amused, happy and excited he'd be whenever they'd talk about Haya. That smile on his face and beam in his eyes for her other best friend has made her envious of Haya so many times. 
"Oh. When are you joining in an internship? I can give you a job as an accountant in my company though?" He pondered.
That was the perk of being a politician's son and he got to open his own fashion designing house right after his graduation. It took quite an effort to make what it was today. But Farhan was a real hard worker. 
And then see you and Haya flirt with each other there too. No thanks. She thought to herself and politely declined his offer.
Haya and Farhan persued fashion designing while she commerce, they both were so much more similar in every damn thing while she was so much different from everyone to say the least.
"You'll take care of yourself in my absence okay?" Farhan came into his caring mode once again making her heart flutter.
His care was nothing but a friendly one which has solely lead her on for years now. He was the most kind hearted and caring man you'd ever see and anyone would fall in love with him. Natasha was no exception either.
She just wishes that he'd notice her one day like she wants him to notice her, that happens only in her dream and no one knew that better than her.
"I will." She replied with a smile. 
"You should. And don't forget to lock the door when you go to sleep. I'll call you whenever I can. The time difference is huge, but we'll see about that." She basically lived alone with her windowed aunt, and hence why he was so caring towards her, which did nothing but to make her fall harder.
Maybe if he stopped being so damn nice, she'd stop her crazy heart but it doesn't listen to her anyways.
What she'd do when he would be away was still a difficult question, she decided not to think about it for a while. He was going to Florida to fulfill his dreams and she wanted to be happy for him. She is happy but sad nevertheless. 
Sad to know that he won't be available in the country for the next few months. Apparently there was a fashion show happening in Florida,and all the new talents can come and showcase their designs over there. He has had this planned months ago. And tomorrow is the day he leaves.


With the permission of elders when all the guests have left the Rehman Villa, Farhan has entered Natasha's bedroom. He was awestruck for a moment; her room's wallpapers were so beautiful and so was her entire room. "What are you doing here? Didn't you leave?" came the cold voice of Natasha. "Nats... I know you are angry on me. I was helpless okay. I'm sorry that you had to go through all of this. Why would you get engaged to someone without knowing who it is?" he asked her curiously, she shot him a blank stare. "You knew right... then why didn't you back off already?" she asked him angrily. He was shocked for a second because Natasha has never used that kind of harsh tone with him. "I was helpless. I hoped that you'd say no." she glared at him again. "Please say no to this marriage." Natasha was now furious than ever she opened her mouth to yell at him but he continued," seriously, you're like my sister. I could never imagine us as husband and wife. I came here hoping that you'd say no because my mother was adamant on getting me married. I was helpless. You should do something to stop this nonsense." Her broke into million more pieces at his every word. Sister? He thought of her as a sister and she? Wow. She tried hard not to break down anytime soon. It was getting difficult with each passing second. He was breaking her heart and had no idea of it whatsoever. "You're talking as if only you have a mother." she muttered furiously. He was confused for a second. "What?" "I too have parents and even they are adamant on getting me married." Farhan's face changed as he heard her words. Was she joking? It didn't look like that though. "Are you serious, Natasha?" she flinched at his harsh voice but stood in front of him stubbornly. "I've already let my parents down once, Farhan. Not going to repeat the same mistake twice. If you don't want to marry me, by all means go and cancel the wedding. But don't expect anything like that from me." she replied sternly making him clear that she'd never do what he wants her to do. All his hopes went in vain as he registered her words. He looked in her eyes hoping that she was pulling some kind of prank on him but it looked like she wasn't.

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Won't Let Go (Book Two)

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Won't Let Go (Book Two)