Later That Day...

Zainab and khalid got prepared to go out for shopping. Zainab wore a red, pink and black beautiful stylish gown. The one Hajia Fati bought for her when she the just joined their family. She put on a beautiful black veil and a glittery designed slippers to match.

On the other hand, Khalid dressed casually. He'd always love fashion though but he tried to look as simple as possible.

"What are you still doing?" A voice made him turn from staring at his reflection on the mirror. "Hakimi is waiting for us, bro!"

Khalid looked startled. It looked as if Zainab gets beautiful every single day even though her dressing, style and makeup is always very simple.

"What are you staring at Khalid? Let's go!" She turned her back and hissed. Khalid couldn't help but to burst into a small laughter.

"She so cute when she's like this." He walks outside to join her in the car.

Although, Hakimi stole glances at the both of them, he got to the shopping market in time. He just couldn't stop wondering what was between them. If they were acting as siblings or lovers.

Entering the building, Zainab grabbed the shopping trolley as Khalid gently walked after her, his eyes glued to the list in his hands.

"What's on the list, Mister? Don't tell me you can't read!"

"I was just calculating, Allie! Ummm... 3 tins or sardines and 2 tins of baked beans." He rolled his eyes at her, watching how she picked the tins into the trolley.

"What next?!" She ordered.

"A beg of flour, 2 bags of wheat and 2 bags if semovita."

She picked it into the trolley.
"Next?"

Silence.

"Next?!" She sounded so pissed off.

Silence.

"Don't tell me you can't pronounce it next thing on the list! You're so fucked up!"

A silence reigned within the room as Khalid bursted into an uncontrollable laughter, leaving Zainab to stare at him awkwardly.

"Please, repeat what you just said."

She went quite while he glance at her, amused.

"Don't tell me you can't talk. Ugh! He let out a deep breath. I can't believe you just said that. There are a lot of things I want to learn from you so please, don't ever say that word okay?"

Okay! Come on. Give me the fucking list!" She grabbed the piece of paper from his hand and continued the shopping with a shy smile.

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Minutes Later...

They got everything packed and carried it to the car boot.

"Wait! We'll be right back, okay." Khalid told Hakimi, the driver. We'll be right back pretty soon.

"Where are we going?" Zainab asked innocently. She didn't want to go but she followed.

"There's somewhere I'll like you to see." He grabbed her wrist and pulled her to the other side of the mall.

There was a beautiful flower garden there. There were varieties of colours and their fresh earthy scent filled the building.

"Wow! This is so beautiful! How did you know here?" Zainab asked, joyfully.

"Well, I decided to check around here not long ago. So I found here. I know you'll love it."

"Yes, I love it. It's so beautiful." She almost jumped.

Zainab walked further as she explored the varieties of flowers. She took her phone, trying to take a selfie while Khalid stood by the entrance behind the wall, watching how cute she was. But a frown appeared on Zainab's pretty face. She hissed at the pictures, as if they weren't beautiful enough or something. Khalid grabbed the iPhone phone from her hand as she jerked.
"Give me my phone!"

"Let me take the pictures." He suggested with a gentle smile.

"Whatever!" She hissed at him, unable to give a good posture.

Instead of taking a picture, Khalid clicked on the red button and it switched to video recording.

"I'm videoing you right now, Allie. Try to smile at least. Or have you lost your teeth?" He joked.

"They don't smile for videos, Khalid. I need a picture of me!" She tried collecting her phone but he held it up. He was just three feet taller than Zainab.

"Collect it if you can, shortie." He mimicked.

"I'm not short, Khalid. I'm a tall girl and you're the shortie. We're almost of same height, how dare you call me shortie?!"

"Why don't you collect your phone and prove me wrong?" He requested.

Zainab grabbed his shoulder, trying to reach for her phone but she couldn't. She jumped and stretched while Khalid had a better view of her pretty face. He was just staring. In the process of jumping, Zainab's lips met with his.

She stared at him in shock as the touch of her lips on his felt like opening up her soul. She tasted, felt and saw every colour of the rainbow in their own sensual way, almost like catching a smile in a bottle, its softness, its sweetness… Like breathing in the person like a cool inhalation of oxygen to warm the soul.

Zainab tried to hold her breath as her eyes met his but, she turned away immediately. Trying to calm down her heart and nerves that were bumping fast in her chest. Khalid gently placed his hands between the nape of her neck and her jawline. He held unto her face, staring into her dark, brown eyes.

Zainab tried to look at at him but she tried hard to fight down the hysteria burning inside of her. She felt and urge, drawing her closer to him just she tried not to. Their lips were so close, he would have easily kissed her.

"Can I kiss you?" Khalid asked.

Zainab went dumbfounded to his question.

'How could he ask me this out if the blue?' A voice cried in her as she felt a bead of sweat drop down the middle-line of her back.

"N..no." She muttered.

"No? Why no?"

"Mum might be waiting for us at home. And Hakimi... Let's just go." She jerked his hands off but he quickly grabbed her wrist, stopping her from moving.

"But... I don't want to go home." He explained and then closed his eyes.

Then, he pulled her in closer and placed his soft lips on hers.

It tasted full, soft and plupy like a petal from a rose flower. Zainab's eyes widened at the surprise but she soon, closed her eyes became familiar with his fiery aggressiveness. As they fell into the each other's arms until Khalid unexpectedly broke the kiss.

He stating back into her again, trying to catch his breathe. Zainab wore an emotionless face. She couldn't believe Khalid just kissed her. She wanted to be angry or probably hit him but that didn't feel right.

It was a little awkward between them when he grabed her chin and kissed her again, this time she expected the kiss. Zainab felt his breath on her lips and closed her eyes, ready to accept whatever come with it.

She wanted to kiss him back. So badly. It was like an explosion inside of her that sent sparks and grenades. Zainab held unto his lower lip as his lips swiftly brushed through hers.

He leaned in closer and placed his lips upon hers. They were like that for a minute until Khalid heated things up a little. He kissed her harder as he gently tugged at her veil, cutting the kid with a soft touch. The way he started.

He pressed his forehead against hers and looked at her. “Your eyes are like swirling galaxies, Aliyah. They drive me crazy.”

Zainab still gazed at him, not knowing what words to reply him with. Her mind went blank and empty that very moment but some reasons, she didn't feel like leaving too. She just wanted to be with him. She really wanted to be alone with him.

"I don't know if this is right or not but Aliyah. I think I'm getting used to you." He swallowed hard.

"I feel the same." Zainab muttered.

"If we get separated by chance, please. Don't forget this floral garden. Let's meet here, okay?"

"Okay." She replied him. Khalid snickered slightly as he held her in a warm cuddle before he pulled away.

"Come on now, let's go."

"Sure." Zainab replied him as they walked out of the flower garden with their hands, interlocked in his grip.

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Okay guys! What do you think about this update? Omg! I can't believe I spent 5 hours writing this. Please guys, try and comment, uh? Please.

A piece of their thoughts towards each other. Again, this was the outfit Zainab wore...