I FELL IN HATE WITH YOU

Chapter Four

Rohail

It is past midnight, yet here I'm on an isolated flyover. My friends just left. I can't stop thinking tonight I saw her after a week. I thought she was a freak when I first met her last year. She minded her own business and lived a low life. My friends started approaching her, sometimes leaving her notes but she was clueless with no response most of the time.

Seeing her fluster every time she opens her mouth to speak is awkward. I think today is the first of the days I heard her voice. She spoke about happy endings, but life isn't movies and books when the writer decides on a happy ending it is over on a good note.

It runs like a river, keeps you on your toes and we are just puppets with the flow. It does not end well for most and I think that's okay why strive every breath trying to make it better when you kept letting time take turns to show highs and lows?

My thoughts are about her for the past few days, since the day this year began. I know I have been seeing Samantha but I just can't stop thinking of her. Her weird demeanor is like she wants to destroy everything or she is already destroyed.

I'm lost in my thoughts, I get a call. I knew it before seeing it. My dad.

"I'm on my way," I said without even greeting him.

"Dinner?" he probed

"Yes, Done Dad," I confirmed

"Come home, It is late your mom is half asleep already," He said.

"Yes, Sir," I said.

"Ride Safe," He said It is almost a routine. Either my mom or my dad follow the same question pattern every day multiple times a day. I hang up. Putting my phone in my pocket and getting on my bike to head home

I park my bike in the garage and enter my home from the back door so I don't wake others. I grab myself a glass of water I'm startled by the voice behind me I turn around to see my dad.

"Don't you have school tomorrow?" he asked out of concern.

"Yes, I do and I will be on time," I say when there is a sound from the back door that I just entered. My brother Moosa sneaks in silently. We both turn around to welcome him. He is equally shocked to see us.

"Don't you have work tomorrow?" we both ask in unison.

"Yes, I do and I will be on time," he said.

My dad doesn't say anything but shakes his head and goes to bed we both follow.

In my bed, I feel weird excitement to go to class tomorrow. To see her again. Maybe I'll be able to talk to her.

No.

I think she is too proud to talk or maybe she doesn't want to be involved, a lot more possibilities come into my head then I drift off to sleep.

One thing I'm proud of about myself is punctuality. I hate waiting for anyone. I appreciate the time and I value people who work with discipline, but it has been fifteen minutes outside physics class which is canceled I don't see a sign of her. I feel a little worried she might not come again. I heard about her family situation and that things are pretty rough for her. I give up to go sit in class. when I see Samantha smiling at me.

She is gorgeous and always pays me attention I like her. we have spent so much time together for months now, I just have to get Amara out of my system. Maybe if I spoke to her to find her unattractive. I will get bored and leave.

I finally manage to smile back at Samantha when I see the devil in my head walk with the girls surrounding her. She always hangouts with nerds like her. Today she wears her glasses and carries a lot of books. most of the literature.

Samantha comes and sits in front of my desk when she suddenly sees Samantha and then at me. for a second if I blinked I would miss it.

She doesn't smile or talk to others just goes to her corner unbothered.

All day goes by with several class lunches and some more classes. It is a long day. But I have my friends. Saleh announces a boy's night out.

I glance back to see Zack flirting with Cherry.

Zack is always flirting or working on his body I don't judge but why focus so much on looking good I prefer staying natural more. I'm 5'9" with an average build. I'm okay with that I think.

We wait for Zack to be done so we can live but he is taking so much time others yell his name, but I can't help but search for the dull girl to leave before we leave For one last glance of the day. She never showed up and we left.

I play baseball with my friends, Liam, Ayan and Zack. We meet every day and talk about each other without talking to them my day never ends.

We talk about cars, sports, girls, and colleges. I don't want to think about it much, but no matter how much I avoid I just can't help but face it. What do I want for my future?

Everyone has a dream in life, but what about the people who don't? what if people don't know what to do? My life has been peaceful we aren't extremely rich but we ain't poverty poor either. My dad has taken quite good care of us and I'm sure I'll be able to be just like him. My dad migrated here with ambition. He accomplished quite a few but it's stable now.

What I worry about most is what if I'm incapable of providing for my family when they need the most. Children move out after a certain age to find themselves but I think I have found myself already I want to be able to take care of my parents. It is immature people might say but I have always wanted to be this and I'll be it.

No matter what. so my short-term goal is to find a college nearest to home, get a degree and then get a job.

"I have applied to some colleges beyond my league," Zack said.

"I'm going to evening college because I want to learn finances more in detail during the day," said Ayan

"I'm going to look for a job," Liam said. we are aware of his family situation. we never judge him for quitting college.

"I'll join the community college in the town I have applied already I don't think it will be such a hassle to get in," I said. 

"Good luck to us for all the adventures coming ahead," Zack said.

"Bro, why are you talking like my dad," said Wren laughing and lighting a cigarette.

Zack laughs and lit his cigarette. I don't smoke. I don't mind others smoking so me, wren, and Ayan just sit talking about random things. Till the night is over