I am fine.
Everything is fine no one will remember this
"I swear down if anyone starts recording ,her hairs showing for God's sake , with your hand me down cracked up phones " Tia threatening the crowds
"Her pulse is still pulsing right" - Cocoa freaking out while clutching my arm
"Calm down , we can't afford to have two of are girls faint " Zahra to Cocoa
"I swear to God I will mess you up " Khalil ?!
You can't stay on the pavement forever Safiya
"Help me up please " I say finally sitting up, my chiffon hijab blocking my peripheral vision .
"Just in time kiddo ,teacher's are finally turning up . Let's dip quick " Tia says helping me getting up
Once I'm fully stood up I begin to register the scene Khalil is beating up some tall lanky white dude from Rosewood that I don't recognise .
"KHALIL WHAT EVER YOUR LAST NAME IS WE'RE LEAVING " was that me , that couldn't have been me right ? It was me ,but it did get both the boys attention .
I move closer to them now
"Look , I'm fine no bruises or bleeding but we got to go , come on " I say gently pulling on his shirt sleeve
He looks at me . I can feel his heart beating so loud like its going to spring out his chest . His eyes hold mine . He's covered in blood and cuts and bruises but I can still make out a small smile .Then his eyes flick onto the other guy who looks like he wasn't finished with the fight. Khalils green eyes harden like the bladed edges of emeralds .
I tug on his sleeve again .
" Let's go he's not worth it "
"Touch any of them again" Khalil says as a final warning
"Teachers are coming" Zahra says softly
I let go of Khalils sleeve . He grabs onto my wrist gently pulling me forward.
Tia , Cocoa and Zahra follow behind us along with Khalils friends some who were also part of the fight are all speed walking are way out of the scene . 5 teachers against 2 groups of year 11 students . Place your bets .
Khalil and I are walking a little further than the rest . He's still holding on to my wrist or more like holding the dozen bangles and friendship bracelets I've got on.
"The fuck you thinking literally placing your self in the middle of a fight ? "
"Language Khalil "
He turns his face towards me . Eyebrows raised
"I mean I was more like standing on the edge anyone could of got hit really "
This time he stops dead in the street for a few second looking at me like I've lost my mind .
I wait until we're at the end of the street waiting for the others to catch up to retaliate "Hey you were quite literally in the fight . Your face is proof " I say trying to defend myself
"Hey babes you are alright though . Like actually alright because you can never be so sure when it comes to head injuries ." Asks Z
"Yeah I'm fine unlike some right now ." The boys all look at anywhere but me like there's migrating geese or something " My scraped arm hurt worse anyway "
"He hurt your arm " Khalil asks alarmed
I ignore him
The girls all look at me like I'm being proposed to .
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Gang medic (Hijabi Love Story)
RomanceSafiya is your average girl from London . West London to be specific . Strives to be a close to perfect desi daughter , sweet as sugar but you'd be glad to have her as a friend rather than an enemy . Not that she has many friends or enemies for that...
