Too perfect to be real...

READ THIS BEFORE YOU START READING THE CHAPTER:


So initially, I had decided to move on to the next day, but that woud mean I had to skip what had happened between Hussain and Sana that day! And that would suck, so then I decided to write this chapter, based on Hussain’s and Sana’s POV of what happened on the same day at the splash town! So sit back, relax and enjoy this romantic chapter between Hussan and Sana! I Hope you guys like it! :) :) P.S. It has a lottttttt of dialogues.... :P :P 



Hussain’s POV:


After we got off our first ride, I noticed how Shehry and Amna were taking time to get down. Taking this as an opportunity, I grabbed Sana’s hand, winked at Shehry, and ran off before Amna could notice.


“Hussain what are you doing?”, Sana struggled, trying to keep up with me, as I was walking fast.


“Lets have some fun babe!”, I looked back at her and winked.


She pouted, “Hussain ek toh tum apni yeh winking wali aadat chodo!”, she said, “aur thoda aahiste chalo, I’ve got tiny legs!”, she said bending down resting her hands on her knees and panting from trying to match my footsteps.


“Acha acha, ab chalo!”, I grabbed her hand again, and started walking, but this time a bit slower just so she wouldn't have to run.


“Waise hum jaa kaha rahe hai?”, she asked again, looking around, as we exited the water park and stepped into the theme park. “Why are we going to the theme park?”, she added.


I turned around, let go off her hand and said, “Bas bhi karo! Kitne sawal karti ho yaar tum? Exam paper se bhi zyada! Tumhe to teacher hona chahiye.. exam papers bilkul sahi set karogi fir toh tum!”, I spoke, as a smirk played across my lips, while she gave me a death stare.


“Touba! Ankhen toh dekho bachi ke!”, I chuckled.


“HUSSAIN!”, she smacked me in the arm, hoping to hurt me. Instead, “Ouch!”, she said as she rubbed the back of her hand with which she smacked me, looking at it to make sure it was okay.


I laughed out loud, “Madam inne wadde dole sholay hai mere! Aise marogi toh chot to lagegi na!”, I said extending my hand out and grabbing hers.


I kissed the back of her hand, which was now slightly red, “Hope this makes you feel better!”, I said, making her blush shyly.


“Agar aapka sharmana khatam ho gaya ho toh…”, I said, “Ab chalein?”, with a pause.


She tilted her head, raised her eyebrow, stared at me for a good two seconds, and then nodded with a smile, “Chalo!”


Holding her hand within mine, I walked out toward the far end of the theme park that led to an open theater.


“Movie?”, she exclaimed in confusion, stopping me, “Tumhe movie dekhni hai?”, she laughed, leaning her head backwards looking at the sky, as the wind blew making a few strands of her face cover her face.


I walked a bit closer to her, and snaked my arm around her waist.


“Not just any movie babe!”, I said, as I raised my other hand and moved the strands off her face, tucking them neatly behind her ears.


By the she had stopped laughing, and gave me a very confused expression.


“I booked this this theatre for the entire evening..”, I said, and the gave a pause before saying, “Just for the two of us!”


She widened her eyes in shock.


“And we’re watching your favorite movie…Kuch Kuch Hota Hai!”, I smiled.



Sana’s POV:


He was literally an inch away from my face. I could feel his minty breath on my face. Yes, minty because Hussain has a bad habit of chewing mint gum 24x7!


His arm was around my waist. His arm that was touching the part of my body made my skin feel like it was on fire.


“If you’re done admiring this beautiful face of mine, can we proceed?”, he broke the silence. I hadn’t even realized that I was literally staring into his eyes all this while.


I looked down, and pulled myself back.


“Yes!”, I nodded, smiling.


We both walked into the theater. Well it wasn’t really a theater because it wasn't really a closed one. There was a screen at the far end, with a small gazebo set right across from it. Tree canopies covered both its sides. The gazebo was covered with a white cloth that flowed from side to side like a ghost, as the wind blew.


Inside, were red cushions, placed on a single white two seater couch. In front of it was a glass table that had a red candle lit up right in the center, and some snacks.


We both walked towards the couch, and he asked, “Where do you want to sit?”, in his sweet angel like voice.


“Here’s fine…”, I said softly, a little uncomfortable being alone. Well, not really alone, but being alone with him, in that kind of a setting felt a bit weird.


He sat down and I sat down to his right.


The couch could not have been any smaller. I mean, we were literally so close to each other, that if I moved even a slight bit, I could touch him.


“Why Kuch Kuch Hota Hai though?”, I broke the silence. I know it was stupid of me to ask that question, but the silence felt so awkward that I had to break it, and I couldn’t think of anything else to say.


“Because you love it!”, he spoke soflty, “And cause its SRK of course!”, he added, smirking.


I shook my head at his obsession with Shahrukh Khan, making him laugh.


“What? You know I love him!”, he said, leaning forward to grab the remote to the projector from the table. As he leaned back, his arm brushed against mine, making my skin burn which gave me goosebumps.


“You cold?”, he asked, noticing that I shivered a bit from the goosebumps.


“Naah I’m good!”, I nodded, making my self comfortable on the couch.


“Okay…well I am..”, he said.


He grabbed a red throw (small blanket) that was on the side table on his left and spread it across his legs.


The movie began, and pretty soon, I had totally forgotten about the situation, because I was so engrossed into the movie.


I hadn’t even realized that my head was now resting on his shoulder, and I had even pulled the throw onto my legs too. So basically we were sharing the same throw.


Whaaat? When did I pull the throw onto my legs?


The rain dance scene, in the movie, was about to come on when the movie just stopped.


“What happened?”, I got up, “That’s my favorite scene!”, I said.


I hadn't even realized but it was almost sunset time, and the sky looked gorgeous, with streaks of orange running across.


“I don’t know!", he said, scratching his head. "Ruko main kuch karta hu!”, he added, getting up from the couch and walking towards the screen.


But then he suddenly stopped about a meter away, and turned around.


I raised my eyebrow, “What?”


He smiled, raised his arms, in SRK style and looked up. That very second, out of no where, water began to pour down at him. Yes water! It was fake rain set up by him.


He ran his finger through his hair, as the rain messed up his perfectly set hair.


“Hussain, kya kar rahe ho?”, I yelled.


He wrapped his hands around his body, as he shivered, “Sana, mujhe thand lag rahi hai!”


“Are you stupid? Come back here! Bimaar pad jaogey!”, I yelled back, but the sound of the pouring water made it almost impossible for him to hear me.


So, I decided to signal him, asking him to come back.


He walked towards me, slowly through the pouring water. His shirt was drenched, sticking to his well-toned body. His perfect six-pack abs were visible through it. His toned biceps flexed as he walked towards me.


He stopped a few steps away from my under the canopy.


“Now what?”, I asked, unaware of what was in store for me next.


He looked at the screen, and the movie began playing from where SRK takes Kajol under the shade. He kneeled down, in syncronisation with SRK, and made the same gesture asking me for a dance.


I was amazed at how perfectly he copied SRK.


Acting toh koi isse seekhe!


Taking it as a cue, I copied Kajol.


“No music..”, I whispered nodding.


He got up, and the KKHT theme began playing. He extended his arm, asking for mine to which I surrendered.


He grabbed it, and pulled me in closer towards him, making our bodies bump into each other with force. My body touched his cold, drenched body. He wrapped his wet arm across my waist, making me shiver because of how cold his arm was.


We swayed our bodies to the melodious tune that played in the background. We moved from side to side, with his one across my waist and the other enveloping my palm, while my other arm was resting on his muscular shoulder.


As the music came to an end, he twirled me around as we slowly made our way back into the gazebo. He twirled me once again and the grabbed me, making me halt.


He bent me, bending along with my simultaneously. By this time I was almost as drenched as he was, because of our little dance that we did in the rain.


He very slowly leaned in and kissed my neck, making me moan. I pushed him away, and turned around, trying to absorb what had just happened when he grabbed my from the back and pulled me towards him, with my back crashing into his hard, well toned chest.


He then traced his finger down the side of my face towards my shoulder and then my arm, making me tickle. He once again kissed the side of my neck, and I tilted my head to the other side, as my insides went wild.


He grabbed my shoulders, turned me around, with his hand around my waist, and asked, “Do you really love me?”, with his drop-dead gorgeous smile.


“What king of a question is that?”, I asked as I looked down, knowing that my cheeks were red from blushing. "Of course I do!", I added.


“You think I’m good looking?”, he smirked.


I paused for a moment before answering, “Well yeah… considering the amount of girls that crush on you world wide!”, I laughed.


“I think you’re beautiful!”, he said softly, in his angelic voice. “You have a beautiful personality and beautiful heart!”, he added.


“Stop it..”, I said with my head still down.


“No, I mean it!”, he spoke.


“Hussain, stop flattering me..”, I said still looking down, with my cheeks bright red.


All of a sudden, he used his finger to lift up my chin, so he could look into my eyes. “Im not flattering you!”, he spoke.


I stared into his deep hazel eyes, with a depth so deep that I almost got lost in them. He stared back at me. He seemed like he was lost in my eyes as much as I was lost in his.


He let go of my waist, and took a step back.


“Sana, we’ve been together for a long time now..”, he spoke, making my heart beat rise.


What is he upto?


“I cant continue this anymore..”, he added.


What?


I widened my eyes in surprise, and then furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.


“What do you mean?”, I asked, “Are we breaking up? No, I mean are you breaking up with me?”, I added.


He just smiled, and didn’t say anything.


“Hussain! Say something please?”, I pleaded.


A moment later, he kneeled down, with a huge smile on his face, pulled a box out of his back pocket, and opened it, facing it towards me.


It had a diamond ring in it. Yes, a diamond ring, that was shining so brightly that I could see the moon in it.


“Sana...”, he looked up at me.


“Will you marry me?”


I froze. I literally froze that very second. I couldn’t believe it. I felt like I was in a dream. That entire situation, that environment, it all just seemed too perfect to be real.


I was brought back into reality, by a slight tickle on my cheek because of a tear that was trickling down.



Hussain’s POV: 


She just stood there staring at me, as I was kneeled down with the box open in front of her.


She suddenly raised her hand to her mouth, as she started crying.


“Yes”, she nodded.


I smiled.


“OMG Hussain!”, she ran towards me as I got up. She hugged me so tightly that she almost suffocated me.


“Oye! Ab ring pehna du?”, I chuckled.


She pulled back, “Yeah sorry.. haha I just cant believe this!”, she said she wiped away her tears, trying to catch her breath in between her cry.


She extended her hand out towards me, and I grabbed it, sliding the ring very slowly up her ring finger.


She stared at it, “Its beautiful!”


“Not more than you!”, is smiled, as she once again hugged me, while thought to myself about how perfect that entire day was. Too good to be true. I couldn't have asked for a better day or a better way to ask her that question that had been on my mind for so long. 


She finally pulled back before we left the theater to meet up with Shehry and Amna.



*****Author's Note*****


OMG! Okay first things first, I think I write Hussain and Sana's scenes more romantically than that of Shehry's and Amna's right? Like not only this scene but through out the story. LOL, even though I'm a Shehry lover haha, and this is a story with Shehry as the main character.


I think it's just because I love Shehry so much that I just can't imagine him romancing someonelse! I know, I know, I'm crazy!! :P :P 


But I think my next story should have Hussain as the main lead! Don't you think? I will be able to write much better! Haha! :P Y


Yes, LOL I have an interesting plot in my mind, plus I'm going to end this story very soon..so yeah... :)


Anyways, hope you liked this chapter! Lemme know what your favorite part was! :)


Do leave comments below, specially ALL YOU SILENT READERS, who just vote haha! :P I want to know what you guys feel or think about the story! :) 


And thankyou so much for the love and support that you guys gave me for the previous chapter, even though it had very little dialogues! :) I LOVE YOU GUYS! :* :* <3 <3


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