Unspoken Attractions by Failia Baighaan (short books to read txt) 📕

After talking with Azed, Hoorain engrossed her mind and decided not to think about this matter anymore. 

But, the more she tried to divert her mind from his thoughts, the more he tried to invade it, he couldn’t slip this default and must redeem it.

She was walking the corridor and Zain came, rushing to her, blocking her way.

“Hoorain, Listen.” He called desperately, hovering over her to block the way, breathless, hopeless.

“Sir, please, I am busy.” She replied, not lifting her gaze from the ground, swallowing the lump in her throat.

His very presence was inducing an unbearable pain she was hoping to disregard but failed miserably.

“Don’t ignore me.” He said, putting his arm before her when she tried to walk by.

His desperation turned arduous, refusing to leave her unless he clears himself and explains his words but she was afraid. 

Afraid to know if he truly wanted to get rid of her.

She cannot hear further, his any words could break her heart terribly.

“I am not. I have work to do.” She said, exasperated at his stubbornness, blocking her way.

Yanking his hand back, she tried to walk past but he held her wrist.

“Hoorain, listen.” He said dominantly, gripping her wrist firmly. 

But the gentleness in his eyes was clear, narrowing it, murmuring, pleading with her, “Please.”

She closed her eyes, steps halted where he pleaded. He was her beloved after all. By his one request, she could offer her riches.

Gulping her strength, she raised her depressed eyes, meeting his. 

“Don’t go.” He whispered again when they turned to each other. He didn’t let go of her wrist, maintaining an intense eye contact for five seconds.

And her posture broke, her lips began to quiver, taking a step closer. Her eyes showed the anguish she gained by his mere words.

And it shattered his heart.

“You know what’s the most heartbreaking part of this?” She asked in a barely audible tone, curling her trembling lips upwards.

“What?” He asked, frightened of her response, the anticipation dried his throat by tension.

“That even now I still feel the same for you yet nothing will be the same anymore.” She enunciated, resisting a tear. 

She wanted to yell her emotions, her state, her pain but barely stopped herself at the edge of a breakdown.

“I won’t let it be anyways.” He replied in the same tone, pulling her dangerously closer.

She gasped, her breath stuck when he stared intently into her eyes, whispering.

“Nothing will be the same. What we were before has changed, time has changed, I have changed.” He declared, hoping to explain a portion of his feelings.

His entangled swirl of feelings already caused him trouble but he won’t let anymore. 

He must share them with her. What she made him feel after their engagement.

“What changed you in one night?” She asked with a snicker, mocking his sentence as it was only a seemingly guilt he tried to justify in her eyes.

“I personally believe even one moment is enough to change you. Look at you, one sentence and here we are.” He hissed in a low tone, reminding her change could occur in a second.

People change before they know it. Nothing is perennial.

“But, It was not because of what happened last night.” His resonance went huskier, eyes traveling to her face mixed with perplexity and strain.

“Not of what happened, what I said. Something else changed.” He said, coming closer but startled, she took a step back.

She still desires his closeness but sometimes it was too much for her to handle. 

“Then what do you even want to talk about?” She asked vaguely, moving her wrist locked in his hand upward.

She wanted to gesture to him to leave it but didn’t, only chaining their eyes in an inexplicable rhythm of unspoken attractions between them.

“Hoorain, I want you to tell you the real context of my words.” He whispered softly with a glint of raspiness. 

“What I truly meant by that sentence.” He paused, bringing her hand closer to his face and kissing the back of her palm which stunned her.

“What meaning it holds for me. And not just now but for a long time.” He said sincerely but she was too astounded to grasp his actions or words.

“I.. don’t understand.” She trailed off, frozen before his action, heartbeats growing uncontrollable by his action.

It was hurting her, it was satisfying her, it was blinding her. 

“Hoorain, yesterday, today, tomorrow, I will always say this that I don’t want to live with you because-”  He was about to say breathlessly, lowering the hand in between.

But, Azed came out of nowhere, holding a file, searching for Hoorain.

“Hoorain, can you help me with the audit re-” He paused when he saw them so close to each other and pulled away awkwardly.

“What?- Yeah, Sure.” She forced a smile, breathing rapidly through her nostril to control her furious heartbeats with a scarlet shade on her cheeks.

“I will talk to you later but I won’t let it end here.” Zain told her in a low tone so Azed couldn’t hear, glaring at him for ruining his perfect chance.

“Okay.” She murmured, nodding, slightly quivering in delight with overwhelming sensations running wild in her mind.

Zain hummed, rest his hands in his pockets and left after another glare sent in Azed’s direction saying ‘He is so dead’

Hoorain went back with him and Azed noticed his posture and asked out of courtesy.

“Is everything okay?” 

“Yeah. Why?” She nodded, rubbing her thumb on her palm due to nervousness building in her chest.

The thought of what he was going to say was affecting her senses terribly.

“You can tell me if there is anything.” Azed said with a shrug as they walked down.

“No, why are you saying this?” She asked with a nervous chuckle, tugging her hair behind her ear.