The pacing in my room continued to grow. Haider hadn't picked up my call, ten minutes back. It was driving me insane to think that, he was planning to end things between us. This couldn't be true. I desperately wanted it to be false, but him ignoring me, was already a sign that our relationship was going to be doomed.
Why do they all ditch me?
A lone tear fell down my eyelids and my phone screen lit up with Haider's incoming call. "Why didn't you answer my call?" I demanded, without giving him a chance, to ease into this conversation. He had worried me enough to not care about formalities. It was only fair that I should return the favour, by acting cold.
"I was driving and I just reached home," he responded. Half of my doubts seemed to disappear off my chest and I sighed in relief. So, that meant he wasn't ignoring me on purpose.
"Oh," I uttered weakly, contemplating whether to ask him if we were still committed or not.
"Will you be coming to college tomorrow?" he asked in a low voice that sounded like he was nervous.
"Yes!"
"At what time will you arrive at the class?" he questioned and my shoulders went rigid with tension.
"At my usual time, fifteen minutes early," I replied and mentally slapped myself for answering without thinking. What if he no longer wanted me to come sooner? What if he was already feeling suffocated by me? His voice wasn't giving away anything about whether or not he wanted to be with me.
I hated stressful situations.
"Great," Even though it seemed like he was perfectly calm, it felt like something was bothering him.
"What's wrong?" I demanded, after deciding to listen to my gut feeling about Haider.
"Nothing...I was wondering when the classes will end tomorrow."
"Half day. You could drop me at home?" I replied and waited in anticipation whether he still wanted to do this or not.
"Of course," he exclaimed and sighed deeply as if he was relieved to hear this.
"Why are you acting weird?" I decided to ask him this first before he could needle me with the same question. Honestly, I would have lied if he had confronted me with this because my reasons would have seemed pathetic and weak to him. He would have either laughed or would have been angry with me, either was a possibility.
"I—I'm not...are you going to leave me? I won't judge you if you decide to ditch a boring man like me," he asked and I laid back in my pillow with relief.
He was disturbed by the idea of leaving me, just like me. We both were frightened of the same thing, and had underestimated, and degraded each other of not being capable of loyalty. A chuckle escaped me and the urge to laugh at our idiocy, while hugging him became strong.
"I was worried you would do the same thing to me, considering I was being betrayed more times than you." I joked and the line went silent.
"Can we not talk about your exes please?" he begged.
"Fine. Is everything okay between us then?"
"Only if you want to," Haider laughed and all of my concerns started to evaporate.
"Of course," I laughed along with him.
I couldn't believe I was wasting my time fearing the things that Haider would never do to me. The fact that he was worried over the same thing, comforted me. There was no doubt, that we both wanted to be in this relationship, but it would take some time to get used to the fact that Haider, wanted me to be with him.
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