Waiting on the wonderkid

Chapter 29

The smell of pancakes and coffee brewed through the house.
"Hey you're up," Adnan softly spoke.
I turned my head to look up at him, "hi," I grinned, stroking his cheek, "how long have you been up for?"
He smiled at me a while before answering, "not long."
"Wanna go get some breakfast?" I laughed, the hunger was striking me.
"Yeah, I was waiting for you to get up, Ahmed's left a delicious smell," he whined which made me laugh.
"I know come on," I pulled him out of bed with me as we made our way into the bathroom.

Today I decided to wear cream skinny jeans with a light blue knitted cardigan and seeing as I was going to be in my house for most of the day I left my hair open.

We entered the kitchen to see Ahmed putting pancakes into six plates and putting coffee into six mugs.

"Morning," I chirped, walking over to my brother and kissing his cheek.
"Morning," he chuckled, "Morning Adnan."
"Morning guys," Adnan smiled.
"Morning you two," Zara grinned.
"This smells delicious," I said as my stomach grumbled.
"It should be," Ahmed laughed.

Saeed and Ariana walked in and we all greeted good morning again before we were all sat down around the kitchen table eating breakfast.
The only sound heard was the scraping of knives and forks and mugs being put down.

"So Hannah," Saeed began.
"Yeah?"
"Have you thought about Uni yet?" He asked before putting a massive piece of pancake dripped in syrup into his mouth.
"Manchester uni," my voice firm.
"Backup?" Ahmed asked.
"Liverpool."
"Are you sure on these?" Saeed asked.
"Why wouldn't I be?" I was getting annoyed.
"I thought you wanted to go to one in London?" He asked.
"Yeah well I changed my mind," I tried dismissing the conversation.
"You can still go down and see the university."
"I've already made my choices Saeed!" I dropped the fork into my plate, frustrated.
"So what time are you leaving for Birmingham?" Ariana asked. She could sense the frustration from me and the anger from Saeed.
"10am," Zara answered.
"I hope you girls have a fun trip, I'll be over tomorrow night to see the dresses," She smiled.
"I wish you could come," I pouted in her direction.
She pulled a sad face, "I wish I could come too but I trust you to get me nice dresses!" She laughed.
"Don't worry, your dress choices are in safe hands," Zara winked.
"When did you make the choices then?" Saeed asked, I could tell he wasn't going to drop the topic.
"She made the choices when you weren't here!" Ahmed got up.
"Didn't bother to tell me."
"You weren't here for us to tell you and you weren't answering my calls so forgive us if we forgot when you got back!" He yelled and walked straight out of the kitchen.
Saeed looked directly at me.
"Leave it Saeed," I groaned but anger was evident in my face, "I'm sorry we didn't tell you, it slipped our minds," I told him and he just nodded.
I felt Adnan's hand on my thigh underneath the table, I gave him a smile as I looked up to meet his stare.

My phone started vibrating on the table, it was just a number so I didn't know who was calling.
I picked my phone up to decline the call when my body froze. "What the fuck," I whispered under my breath and quickly ran out of the room to find Ahmed.

I ran up the stairs and straight into Ahmed's room, I didn't bother knocking.
"Hannah I'm sorry-"
"Where the fuck did he get my number from?" My voice angry.
Ahmed took my phone out of my hands and looked at the number, I think he clocked on by the anger in my face, I'm sure I was going completely red. He accepted the call and put it on loud speaker.

"Hello?" He asked firmly.
"Hello, is Hannah there?" the voice asked.
"No. Who is this?"
"It's Tom, can you please tell her I really need to speak to her?" He asked.
That's when I saw Ahmed tense up.
He started yelling into the phone, "NO I CANNOT TELL HER THAT YOU NEED TO SPEAK TO HER! LEAVE HER THE FUCK ALONE OR I WILL BREAK YOUR LEGS!" He threatened.
"Ahmed we both know you won't," Tom snickered.
"AND WHY NOT?"
"You wouldn't hurt your sister's ex."
"Uh why not?"
"Because she used to love me," he said. This boy needed a slap.
"SHE USED TO! USED AS IN NOT ANYMORE! GET OVER THE FACT THAT SHE'S NO LONGER YOURS AND LEAVE HER ALONE!" He screamed into the phone.
By now everyone from the kitchen was stood in the doorway of Ahmed's bedroom.
"I can't until I speak to her," his voice dull.
"You aren't speaking to her for shit!" Ahmed warned down the phone.
"We'll see about that," Tom ended the call.

My eyes were on Ahmed and I know that all he saw right now was red. He stormed past everyone and down the stairs.
"AHMED!" I called and ran straight after him.

By the time I got to the bottom of the stairs the front door was open wide.

"Hannah what the hell?" Saeed asked.
"Don't ask Saeed, all you've been doing since you got back is criticise us both and be angry at us! You need to stop because I don't know what the hell has gotten into you, I don't understand why you're being such a twat to us but you seriously need to stop!" I ran out to find Ahmed.
"IT'S YOUR FAULT FOR DATING HIM!" I heard Saeed yell behind me.
He was right. It was my fault for dating him but I know Saeed never meant it, he was angry so I let it slide and continued running.

I heard voices calling my name from afar but I continued running, I had to find Ahmed before he did something stupid.
I couldn't think of where he'd gone but the first thing I did was run to Tom's old house. If anything, hopefully he moved back into it.

When I got to Tom's old house, the door was open and I could hear shouting.
Yeah I'm in the right place.
I followed the shouting and ended up in the front room where Tom was pinned up against the wall by Ahmed who was in his face and Tom's mum was trying to get Ahmed off of him.

"AHMED!" I yelled.

This caused him to calm down a bit and he turned to face me.
"Go back home Hannah," his voice neutral.
"No! Ahmed I'm not leaving you and I'm not letting you hurt him either," I breathed, "you battered him when it happened and it's his problem now, not ours so leave him because he's not worth our time," I explained.
"Hannah I just want to talk to you!" Tom struggled under Ahmed's grip.

I swallowed my fear of him.
"Fine, I'll speak to you-"
"Hannah-" Ahmed started.
"It's fine Ahmed, this needs to be done," I looked him in the eyes.
"I swear if you touch her I will not hesitate to kill you," Ahmed threatened him.