Chapter 3

NARRATOR POV

To Khadija, Zayn was incredibly beautiful but a small part of her preferred the green-eyed monster. She felt incredibly weak and couldn't hear anything being said to her, with black dots taking over her vision, she collapsed to the floor.

I woke up with an awful bruise on my head. Groaning lightly I was faced with an amused looking Khalil who had a ghost of a smile on his lips. "Do I really repulse you that much?" To answer, like the intellectual I am, I snorted and flipped a certain finger. Khalil's laughter was melodic and rang through the room, making my stomach churn slightly. Something about him just made me go weak, which was not an option. Khalil looked over at me in concern and waved a hand in my direction, I snapped back to reality quickly feeling dazed and confused. Khalid chortled, saying "Come on sleeping beauty let's get some food in you." We decided to go out for dinner at a restaurant called Damascene, where I saw a pair of devilish eyes that made my blood run cold. Gasping loudly, I felt Khalil's grip on me tighten as I saw him. "Khalil whispered just follow my lead!" I looked at him in confusion when I suddenly saw him on one knee. He was proposing! I was so confused that I almost hesitated when he said "Khadija, you make me feel whole, loved and complete will you marry me? I gasped in surprise and my cheeks were now as red as a tomato. I awkwardly replied, "yes, Khalil I will."

KHALIL POV

Words couldn't describe the feeling in my stomach when she said yes. I know it was a theatrical performance but beauty just looked so adorable as her face lit up in surprise. I don't even know why I had a ring in my jacket, it must have been Mama's. But the ring looked beautiful on my sleeping beauty and I couldn't help but feel at peace. The amazing moment was short lived as the awful man gazed arrogantly and irritability at me and Khadija. He looked over at me and said what are you doing with my daughter! At 5ft 7 the man was merely a troll in my eyes and once he realized my build his eyes held a glimpse of fear in them. My name is Amir and the whore you are engaged to be my daughter. She is an awful woman. Doesn't deserve to live at all if you ask me! I snarled at him and watched him attempt to hold beauty. No - one could touch her because she has stood up and grabbed a milkshake and poured it down his fake Gucci shirt. I was holding in my laugh as I glanced over at beauty with humour. She simply looked at me and gave a breathtaking smile. Her dimples on her face were showing as her doe brown eyes crinkled at the sight of my amusement. Amir, however, was less pleased. By now the entire restaurant was staring, entranced by the drama in front of them. Some of them had their phones out viewing the exchange. Amir tried to aim for Beauty but I stood in front of her. However, Khadija wasn't having any of it. She would fight as if her life depended on it. She did one movement and Amir was on the floor. She had found his pressure point and knocked him out cold. I high fived her and she smiled saying that she was starving and needed food before she exploded.

I said "Patience Gremlin!" and handed her a huge bag of food. One hour later, we had eaten and were sitting down in the living room. Beauty hadn't taken the ring off yet and was looking at the TV distractedly. I muttered to myself, "why can't she be mine?".

KHADIJA POV

I watched the TV in an attempt to conceal the awkward elephant in the room - the fake proposal. I hadn't taken the ring off because it was so special to me. This was the first time someone had stood up for me, other than Mama. Then Khalil gazed at me and whispered something inherently. I decided to attempt light conversation starting with "I guess this ring is yours then ?" Khalil replied actually, it was meant for someone very dear to me. My stomach plummeted. The butterflies in my stomach died straight away. I knew I should've protected my fragile heart! I casually asked whose it was? Khalil replied, "Mama's". I let out a breath of relief as I laid down on the sofa next to him. I was beginning to fall asleep and ended up curled into a pillow.

KHALIL POV

Khadija fell asleep on my shoulder and looked so peaceful I didn't want to move her, so I draped a blanket over her and watched boxing. A few hours later, sleeping beauty awoke from her slumber and smiled sheepishly, "I'm so sorry Khalil!" I smiled and said it was okay. Secretly wanting to revel in her warmth, I held one of her hands. I looked at her with vulnerability in my eyes as I said, "Khadija I meant what I said. I really do want to marry you. I think we will be so happy together, honestly beauty." Khadija looked with pure shock plastered to her face, she said "why me? Khalil you deserve better, someone who has a family, money and a steady income!" I held her hand once again and lightly kissed it, no matter where I am in the world it's you, it always will be you.