Ahana POV

Sara gasped and my eyes widened.

To say that I was shocked would be the understatement of the year. 

How fucking dare he. What does he think of himself?

From Inside, I was very angry but I kept my face cold from outside. 

If he was thinking that I would do this then this boy is totally crazy. 

His friends were looking at him with surprise but recovered quickly and put a smile on their face. 

His face had an expression that I couldn't put my finger on.

"Ah-ha and What's your name?" I said with an amused expression

"Ayaan Malik," he said proudly and with a 'You know me' tone.

"And from which fucked up world have you come that you don't even know that you can't ask a girl to kiss you," I said with a smirk.

They all gasped except Ayaan who was looking furious and his minions were looking like they are going to murder me.

"Do you even know with whom you are talking?" he said with an angry expression.

"Am I supposed to?" I said with a smiley face.

"Well, tell me one thing, are you a Muslim?" I said and he nodded then I continued "I have heard that you can't even touch a person who is not related to you and you are asking me for a kiss."

He was silent so I continued "You asked me with whom I am talking. You know what I am talking to a spoiled brat who never heard 'no' from anyone."

He looked so angry right now and the whole college went quiet. 

I think I have said too much but now I can't do anything. 

He pulled me from my waist and now we are standing very close. 

I can feel his minty breath on my face and it made me very nervous. 

"But you are not looking like a decent girl to me. By looking at your dress, I can say that you are the type of girl who wanted our attention, who wanted us to watch you with lustful gazes. You are looking like a Slut" He said with a cold smirk.

I froze as this was the first time that someone has called me this dirty word and has raised a finger on my character. 

My eyes were filled with tears but I didn't cry. I would never give them satisfaction to watch me cry.

And you know what I did, I slapped him and its voice echoed all over the college as all the students were shocked and quiet. 

He placed his hand on his face where I had slapped him. 

I could see the marks of my fingerprints on his cheeks. 

He is also looking shocked and it looks like nobody had ever hit him.

Sara placed her hand on my shoulder and I calmed down. 

"If you ever said anything like this to me Senior or not I will do more than slapping you," I said in a cold voice.

I turned to face Sara and walked toward the reception but turned back and said "Fuck You"

Then I went with Sara to the reception to ask about our class.

Author's Note

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