Shh... He's My Husband (Completed)

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10 years later...

Meher's POV,
Even the sound of the loud alarm wasn't enough to wake me up from my deep slumber. As usual I dismissed the alarm and went back to sleep.

"Meher, GET UP!"
Yep that's the only sound to which I can wake up or should I say jump of the bed and fall on my butt on the floor.

"Coming.... coming...." I yelled groggily with my eyes closed and hands flapping like a bird anxiously.

"Today is your 1st day of college and you're still sleeping? You even missed your Fajr Namaaz (morning prayer/salat).

"Huh? What time is it?" I asked scratching my head and yawning.

"7:15"

"Whaaaaat!"
I jolted up and ran to the bathroom. I have to reach college sharp at 8:00 so, I have to get ready and finish breakfast in half an hour, get a bus and reach college in 15 mins. Ugh! I hate morning college hours.

I got ready after my morning business and bath, no I still had only 5 minutes.
Milk and cornflakes, yes! That's the only fast breakfast I could think of. So quickly stuffing my face, I ran to the bus stop. Zoya was already waiting for me there.

"Am I late?" I asked panting. The bus just arrived.

"Nope, right on time baby." She said and we hopped in the bus hand in hand.

Today a new chapter had began. We were finally college students. I've been dreaming about this day all my life. We'll have new handsome classmates, professors, new friends, interesting teaching, parties and most importantly, fresher's party! Yay!

We reached the gate and I was soo excited. It's gonna be awesome!

"Let's go girl." I told Zoya grinning.

"Let's go."

OMG! Am I dreaming or something? All the guys and even girls are looking at us. Do we look that pretty? I nugged Zoya blushing.
"See we're soo popular already." I whispered.

"Um... something's fishy. I don't think they're looking at us." She said with a confused face.

"Eh?"

We turned behind and....yep. All our fantasies shattered like glass. They weren't looking at us. Infact, they were looking at the group of girls behind is. They looked like supermodels. All expensive clothes, heavy makeup, high heels, that princess attitude and oh...

"Big boobs." I didn't realise I said it out loud.

"Aw." Zoya hit my head.

"Are you a lesbo?" She scoulded me. Zoya loves scoulding me, it's her hobby.

"No." I pouted. "But Zoya, did you look at those 3 girls? They were awesome." I said in awe watching them as they entered the building.

"Well, if we get late to class WE won't be awesome." She said.

"Right." I agreed with a sharp nod and we both rushed to the class. Our classroom numbers were mentioned on the notice board. There was a rush of students but our brave Zoya made her way through, checked the numbers and came back.

"Room number 12, second floor." She said and we went searching for it. We finally reached class and took our seats in the middle of the row. After 10 minutes we realised another of our dreams had shattered.
Handsome classmates and new friends.... undetected.

From all the guys in our class, not a single guy was handsome and as for making new friends? No one was even looking at us, let alone talk to us.

"Zoya, we're doomed". I sank my head on the desk and she patted my back.