“Fuck”

Aliza’s scream came from inside her bedroom, Rayan was casually lounging on the couch watching some old movie from the 90’s when he heard her voice he was startled and dropped the TV remote he was holding, he quickly jumped onto his feet and rushed to her bedroom.

He swung open the bedroom door and scanned the room to find her sitting on the floor in front of the mirror her legs crossed, she had the new dress her stylist had brought in to try on for a red-carpet event next week.

“Are you okay?”

He asked softly, he walked up to her and kneeled in front of her. At this point in their relationship, he could tell when she was going through something heavy.

“What’s the matter?” He asked holding her by her shoulders.

“The dress doesn’t fit” she said her voice not higher than a whisper.

“Can I see?” he asked gently, and Aliza just nodded. He moved closer to her and peeked at the back of the dress and sure enough the zipper didn’t go all the way up.

“It’s okay” he said gently cupping her face.

“Hey, the dress has to fit you, you don’t have to fit the dress all right we will just call the stylist and bring you your right size all right?”

“It’s not just the dress okay it’s everything I-” A small sob escaped her lips and as on impulse he pulled her into a tight hug.

“I know baby” he said softly.

She buried her face into his shoulders his overpowering perfume seemed to relax her somehow.

“You know the other day when we were papped at the airport I was a bit blotted, and my cheeks were a bit chubby” She spoke as she fisted her hand around his T shirt.

“Yes, and you looked adorable” he said resting his chin on her head.

“Well people were commenting that I looked pregnant” she said rolling her eyes.

“That makes no sense”

“Exactly we haven’t even-” she blurred out without even thinking.

“Sorry I didn’t mean to-” he cut her off.

 “We can circle back to that let’s just talk about the issue at hand for now, shall we?” he said.

“Alos there is this girl she says she is my fan but I doubt it she keeps on saying such horrible stuff she went off on me in my comment section because I was eating a fucking popsicle” Aliza was frustrated as hell at this point she was tired of the constant criticism and she hated herself for always talking about the same thing over and over again to a point where she was feeling like she was going crazy. She felt she was being overbearing and annoying and difficult.

“I am not going to tell you to just ignore it because I know it’s not easy and I know nothing I am going to say is going to make it all better” Rayan said gently patting her head “But I remember you telling me about the time you were young and you said you were twice this size but you were still confident because you didn’t get your confidence due to the way you look” he continued still holding her close as she listened to her intently “If it didn’t matter then why should it matter now you know and I know it’s easier said than done”

“You know you wouldn’t have dated me back then” Aliza said lifting her head up to look at him.

“I am five years older than you it would have been inappropriate if I dated you back then” he said cupping her face.

“Oh, come on be serious” Aliza retorted.

“I would still have found you incredibly attractive and extremely out of my league”

“Liar” Aliza smirked.

Rayan took her hands in his.

“I like everything about you Aliza Khan” he gently brushed her cheek with the back of his hand. “I have a million reasons to be with you and the way you look would be the last thing on that list not because you are not the most gorgeous women, I had laid my eyes on because you are but because you have nine hundred ninety-nine thousand nine hundred ninety-nine things about you that is more attractive and sometimes even more addictive than your looks”

“Holy crap” Aliza chuckled. “Okay I feel better now” Rayan helped her off the floor “Now let’s circle back to the other thing” Aliza said.

Rayan looked confused for a second before it finally clicked.

“Look we both know we want to it’s just that in between the all the late-night shoots and the travelling we haven’t gotten much time”

“Let’s remedy that shall we?” She put a hand on his chest pushing him until his back hit the wall.

“I like were this is going” he smirked.

She put her hands on his shoulder going up on her tippy toes putting her lips on his and right there they had the most intense kiss it was more intense than ever before she bit down on his lower lip slightly before pulling away to catch her breath.

“You want me to go on?” She asked.

“Yes” he said grabbing her by her hips and pulling her back into a kiss, her hands went to his shirt quickly unbuttoning it and pulling it off him, she slid her hand from his shoulder onto his chest she pivoted her hand down as she moved it further down and into his jeans. He let out a soft moan.

“Where did you learn to do that?” he asked gasping as her fingers worked their magic.

“You don’t want to know” She whispered into his ear gently nipping on it.

“Having trouble reaching there?” he asked noticing her standing on her toes, he linked his hands to her thighs lifting her up her legs wrapping around his waist as he took her to the bed, he tugged on her dress as she kept running her hands along his back, they suddenly froze as they heard a rip.

“Don’t stop I will pay for a million designer dresses for you to not stop” Aliza said and Rayan obliged that night he made sure to spend extra time on all the parts of her that she hated and just like that it was no longer just another sad night.