Amara
Being shocked is an understatement.
He doesn't even know my name.
Why did he leave those notes? I was humiliated. I couldn't shake the shame I felt for shouting at an innocent person. Neil did nothing.
It was him. He would do something so foolish, I just can't believe it. For me specifically. There were some compliments in the few messages I got from him. For a time now, they improved my self-esteem microscopically. yet one thing that baffles me is why me?
"Why?" I timidly inquired. turning to look at him.
"I don't know; I was just curious," He said, anxiously rubbing the back of his neck.
"What?" I continue questioning his behavior.
"I wanted to talk. but I didn't think if you prefer talking?" True, but What the actual hell is he talking about? I have seen this man roaming around with gorgeous women and this can't be happening to me.
My paranoia kicks in.
"What do you want?" Here I go with another question. I need to stop doing that and run far away from here.
"I want us to become friends" He keeps saying that like it is no big deal.
Let me be honest with myself for a second. I hate men but him.
I was magnetized by him when I first came here.
When our life was less complicated. You could say at one point I was even attracted to him. Until I saw him in that parking with Samantha. He must be a stereotype jerk cheating on her. Now he is standing right here asking me casually to be friends like it is no big deal.
It is a big deal.
I can't be stupid enough to let him know that I want to be cool like all the other girls. So I just say something more stupid instead. "We are classmates. that is Silent friends." As soon as I said that I wanted to facepalm myself.
He frowns at how to make sense of it.
I clear my throat and clarify. "You don't talk to me and I don't talk to you but we are friends. okay?"
Awkward silence. You know when you have nothing to say and the other person doesn't let go of the conversation and just stays there trying to process it? Exactly that's what happened to him it felt like rejection but I had said we are friends which doesn't sound like one.
"Okay. I need to go now. Take these notes and return me when you are done. Take a copy if you want. Bye-bye." I said in a hurry and leave.
Thank god he did not push or run behind me. I have mixed feelings right now. Maybe this is a prank. It is definitely a prank.
When I went home today. I was distracted throughout the whole dinner. Mom and Zara are getting civil. Maybe because our stepfather is spending time with us more. he seems like he genuinely cares for our Ma. Every visit our house smelled sweet and things were scattered around due to the silly games he introduces to Asiya and Jahan. Ma cooks him delicacies and sometimes I join along. from the looks of it, he isn't a bad man. He just did a bad thing that impacted others' life. He makes sure to get something to Zara whenever he comes to smooth things out. It is working but she still gives him cold shoulders.
When I was finally going to bed I see Zara doing the dishes. I have had enough of the silent treatment they give each other at home.
"So when will you talk well to Ma?" I inquired.
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