Aazia's POV-

I was immersed in a beautiful dream, Jayden took off my veil and was about to kiss me when suddenly heard someone banging on my door loudly.

"Aazia!" My mother shouted. She repeatedly slamming on my door.

"Aazia, wake up!"

I set my foot on the ground, walked slowly towards the door and opened the door. My eyes, half open, I yawned.

"Mom, What's going on? Why are waking up me so early. I was seeing a beautiful dream."

Mom hit me hard on the head.

"Ouch! It hurts." I rubbed my head.

"Where were you last night?"

"Last night?" I yawned again.

"Yeah, Where were you?"

Shit! I think she already found it.

"You already know "

"No I don't know, I wanted to heard from you." I glanced at her.

I know she's frustrated because she had to cleaned up all my mess.

"Fine, we were celebrating Bella birthday "

"Birthday in a strip club, Great! But how you manage to make a mess on there too?"

"Mom, it's not my fault and I already warned them."

" Making two guys badly injured is not your fault then who it is?"

"Those punk"

"Language, Zia."

"Mom, it was not my fault and I'm still sleepy." I yawned.

"What sleep? Zia, I'm tired of cleaning your mess, you're going to get married soon, so you should stop messing around and behave your age." I glanced at her.

"Mom"

She sighed.

"Jayden and his mother will be here anytime, you should clean up."

"Jayden's coming too, I thought only aunt's coming."

"Me too!" Mom said with disgusted manner and went away.

My parents actually doesn't like Jayden. They think he takes me for granted and we're not ideal match. But I like him so they have to accept him.

He's my childhood friend. We're engaged since we're born. Actually it was our grandparents arrangement. Our grandparents were friends.

We're so close. I still remember our childhood wedding game which we used to play when we were children. We told each other vows that- we'll love each other forever, exchanges rings made by flower and then kiss on cheeks.

I heard knocking on my door. "Zia"

"Come in!" I said without looking at door because I know who would it be. I'm zipping my off-shoulder dress which taking a lot of time. He was standing behind me.

"Should I help?"

I looked at him.

"Please"

He zipped my dress. He roamed his finger on my shoulder which make my heart fluttered. My face feeling hot and I'm sure my face turned red. I touched my face with my hands.

"What happened?"

"Nothing"

"Why are you hiding your face?"

"No I'm-" he removed my hands.My face is still flustered.

"You're soo beautiful when you're blushing."

"Stop, I'm not."