Different. H. S

Different. 9

Wali Jahanzaib 👆🏻

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We were sitting in the dining area and waited for Dad to come. As he entered the dining room, I look up at him. He seemed worried. He sat on his usual seat and then we all begin to eat.

"Dad, you seem worried. Is everything okay?" Wali asked and we all look at him.

"Your grandmother is not feeling good. Her condition is very severe." He explained and I instantly felt tears gathering in my eyes. My grandmother was one of my favourite persons. She always loved me because I was the little one. When I was little she used to call me in her room and request me to read a poem for her and when I did she used to give me a candy. She was very close to me. Everytime Me and Wali used to fight she would defend me. I can't imagine her in a bad condition. I can't imagine her not smiling. It breaks my heart.

"Don't worry Dad, she'll be fine. InshaAllah." Wali squeezed his hand and he forced a smile.

When I returned my room, I was sad and I opened the windows of my room and stepped in the little balcony that faces Harry's balcony. I was standing there thinking about my grandma.

"Oh Miss Pharesa." His voice dragged me out of my thoughts. I covered my head with my dupatta so he won't be able to see my hair. I didn't reply.

"Hello Miss Pharesa." He said again and I could picture him smirk. "You become deaf at night?" He chuckled.

"Mr. Styles please I'm not in the mood of playing banter with you, so leave me alone." I hissed.

"So when will you be in the mood. Give me an appointment." He laughed and I groaned.

"Please Harry, please leave me." I pleaded.

"Is there anything wrong? You can tell me-" He said but I cut him off. "You know the meaning of 'leave' Mr. Styles? I don't think you do." I scoffed.

"Was just trying too be nice but I don't think you deserve it." He muttered loud enough for me to hear and then left.

"Nice? Idiot." I mocked and went in my room. He absolutely ruined my mood which was already not good.

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"Pari, all okay?" Ayesha asked as they sat with me in the cafeteria.

"Nothing, it's just my grandma is not feeling well and I'm worried about her." I said and Nicole slinged her arm around me and squeezed me. "She'll be fine Pari." She assured and I nodded.

I saw Harry in our English class but he didn't say a word to me or teased as he always does. He simply ignored me which I don't care about. He will be the last person I care about.

When I reached home, Mun was in her room packing a suitcase. "Mum? What's happening?" I asked in surprise.

I cried and cried.

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I was not angry with her but I just wanted to show her that she can't be rude to me all the time. She looks so hot when she is rude to me but I want her to smile with me not to groan whenever she sees me.

I parked my car and after grabbing my bag I went in. I walked straight to her locker and I was surprised to see that she wasn't there. Instead I saw her friends standing there.

"Hello girls." They both looked at me and smiled.

"So where is your rude friend?" I chuckled.

"We don't know. We texted her and tried to call her but she isn't picking." The girl with blonde hair replied which I think is Nicole.