My Heart Beats for you
by Yusuf Abdulwasii
His lips were voracious. I felt myself going limp in his strong arms but he held me close, against his chest. I was pressed between him and the cupboard as he devoured me. A swarm of butterflies entered my stomach. My body was all tingly. I tried to fight him but my hands were tied up with his.
A soft shallow moan escaped me. Involuntary, my hand moved towards his chest. I felt the hard ridges of his chest. My hands moved up towards his neck as his tongue explored my mouth.
He grunted as I pulled him close. His hands caressed my waist making me moan. My lips moved against his in an intoxicating rhythm. It sent waves of heat from my mouth, spreading throughout the body.
I poured all of my anger into the kiss. I met his pace; clashing, colliding and fighting. I tugged at his hair and pulled him closer by his shirt. I wrapped his arms tightly around my body so that there is no space left between us.
This was my first kiss. I never imagined it to be like this but I wouldn’t have it any other way. I wanted to melt in his arms due to the heat his body was radiating. My anger all washed away. The kiss that turned out as a heated and passionate one, now, turned into a soft one. Our lips moved slowly, as I ran my fingers through his hair and tugged at them constantly. He groaned and bit my bottom lip. My body tingled. It felt as if I was floating blissfully in pool of pure ecstacy.
Due to the lack of oxygen I pulled away slowly. His lips stopped moving and his eyes opened. He stared at my flushed face. We both were panting heavily. I looked down refusing to meet his eyes after the heated passionate kiss we shared. My blush deepened when I thought about what happened just a few minutes ago.
I felt his forehead against mine. He made me look up at him with his hands. We stared deeply into each other’s eyes.
“I-I was never planning on divorcing you. Why would I even think of such an atrocious thing? All these years I spent thinking, how happy we would be together. How much happiness we would have. How I would hold you in my arms at night. How we’d say ‘I love yous’ to each other and kiss all the pain away after we fight. All these years I dreamed of us, together. I love you way too much than you can even imagine. I love you a lot.” A tear rolled down my cheek.
All this time, I had been doubting him. His love for me. But what he just said felt as if it came out straight from his heart.
“B-But I’m not perfect for you! How can you even love me? I mean look at you, you belong from a rich background while I on the other hand am average. You are good looking and just look at me! I am way too boyish. I like playing sports. I’m lazy, I have spent my whole life around boys. I drool sometimes. I am not a perfect Muslim. How can you even love me? Nisa is perfect for you. She is perfect. I know you’ll leave me soon.” I cried out. He grabbed me by the arms.
“Do you even hear yourself?! What on earth are you saying? I just said I LOVE YOU! Do you even know what that means? It means that I accept you for the person that you are and that I do not wish to change you into someone else. It means that I will love you and stand by you even through the worst of times. It means loving you even when you are in a bad mood, or too tired to do things I want to do. It means loving you when you are down, not just when you are fun to be with. It means that I will never judge you for anything, asking in return that you do not judge for mine. It means that I care enough to fight for what we have and that I love you enough not to let you go. It means thinking of you, dreaming of you, wanting and needing you constantly, and hoping you feel the same about me!” He was panting heavily due to all the yelling.
I had tears in my eyes. I was touched. I never expected him to make me feel all warm and giddy inside. It was like pure bliss ecstasy. I wiped away his tears with my fingers. My fingers traced his jaw and I moved closer towards him. My thumb trailed over his bottom lip before I placed my lips on his. He seemed to be in shock. But he gradually got over it and started kissing me back slowly.
I pulled back slowly since I was out of breath. I was panting heavily and Shahveer’s gaze wasn’t helping at all. He seemed to be staring at me. It’s like he could see through me. He could see my soul.
“Your heart seems to be beating loudly.” He spoke.
I looked up at him to see him smirking at me. I looked down immediately and thats when I saw a way out. His arms were draped around my waist loosely. There was enough distance between us for me to escape. I looked around a bit, before taking the final step. Just as I was about to dash, he pulled me closer. My face collided with his chest while his chin was now resting on the top of my head.
“Trying to escape, now are we?” I took in a sharp breath.
I felt him bent down before I was picked up bridal style. I stared at him as he carried me towards our bed. He placed me down on the bed. I moved back immediately with the help of my arms.
He hovered over me before placing his hands on the either side of my head. So basically, I am trapped. I deserve a standing ovation. Applause! The little rant in my head ended when his face was just a few inches away.
“I’ve been waiting to do that for so long!”
I frowned. “But that was my first kiss, it was suppose to be with the one I love…” I trailed off.
“So you don’t love me?” He asked with a hurt expression.
“Well, not exactly…”
“Do you even like me?”
“Forget it! You don’t love me nor do you like me. I am sure you love someone else. I don’t think this is even your first kiss!” He yelled angrily before turning away and sitting at the edge of the bed. He seemed to be fuming in anger.
Do I love him? Not yet… Perhaps, do I like him? Yes very much! Well I can tell him that. But how? I muster up some courage before I went closer towards him. My hands started trembling. I was so nervous that without thinking I hugged him, tightly.
“I really, really, really like you!” I blurted out. He looked up at me in shock.
“And I love you.” My cheeks reddened at his answer.
He settled down the bed while I watched him, dumbfounded. Then suddenly, he pulled me towards him with so much force that I landed on top of him.
“Perfect!” He kissed my forehead. I tried to wiggle out of his embrace.
“Just sleep.” He said in a final tone leaving no place for objection.
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