I FELL IN HATE WITH YOU

Chapter Sixteen

Amara

     It is 4 am when I woke up and I was terrified to be late to school today.

I saw his message and I think I somewhat understand the way his communication goes.

This whole week we have been texting like my life is dependent on it. I couldn't sleep and was distracted all the time. It became quite obvious to my family, but I told them it is the stress of college admissions.

I woke up again at 6 am and I just couldn't sleep. I prayed Fajr.

I wanted to wear a dress. So I started Ironing a purple dress. I made French toast for the rest of my family.

One by one they woke up and left to their respective work. I informed Zara regarding the plan for my day. She gave me a heads-up to eliminate my hesitation.

My luck or my clumsiness is so bad that I spilled milk on the purple dress. I had no choice but to wear black jeans and a white jumper with a flower on the left side. I let my hair loose and I applied a small wing eyeliner with lip balm.

I left home and went to school. When I checked my results I found I was selected in four colleges. Two of them had no scholarship. One was very far from home almost the other side of the country.

My best option was a competitive University with a fifty percent scholarship covered and not so far from home. If I don't opt for accommodation or a dorm room from college I will have to travel more from home to survive these next few years.

I looked around for my friends. All were so happy, Somewhere not continuing their studies. Some were excited to move ahead in life and Sarah will be moving to Cannada for medical college. Abby and Anna will take a diploma in Music and Fine arts. Whereas I got a seat in Engineering and communications. I had got journalism too but my mom wanted me to do this. Some far cousins promised scope in the future. So I had to let that go and I realized that it would be risky for me to opt for a profession with no respect for time. I don't know how my family's situation will be I don't want to leave just yet.

I bid my goodbyes to them with tears and laughter. I will miss them but I knew from the beginning that nothing lasts forever. I was about to leave because I did not find Rohail in sight and I didn't want to stay until late. I would feel pathetic if I ever stood up by a guy. I know I'm not the best but not that bad either.

When I'm about to leave school. I see a black Sports Bike come to a halt right before me. A boy I already know gets down, Take another red helmet from the side, and walks toward me.

He takes his biker jacket off revealing a full sleeve white hoodie. A muffled sound said "Hello, Love. I thought you will escape again."

He starts pulling that jacket on me taking the bag from my hands. I realize with my slow brain that I should wear the jacket so I insert myself in the folds of the fabric.

"Only one rule of Veronica, Your safety comes first. Please put this on" Handing me the helmet. My mind is going wild to even imagine I'll go on a bike ride with him. WITH ROHAIL.

I put on the helmet and walk behind him while he stops suddenly so his back and my head collide.

"Walk with me, Never behind me." He said holding my wrist covered in his jacket now. I don't know what's the problem with him and his jacket. I have started to like this habit. His intoxicating scent gets wrapped around my clothes and I don't want to wash them till it fades.

We walk up to his bike. He hops on and I'm waiting and analyzing. He guides me to step on the footrest and then climb. I hold the back of the bike for support while sitting.