I Hate Him, I Love Him

Chapter 35

Syra's P.o.V:

I have no experience with shifting to a new house and stuff but Hassan helped me a lot with packing and moving out stuff to Quetta. I really didn't know how I felt. I felt like maybe shifting to a new place would be better for both of us. I just wanted to be away from my bad past and my hurtful family. So I was happy I wouldn't have to worry about them or think of the past.

Somewhere deep inside, I really wanted to forget my past, move on and take this posting as a new start. And I told myself that I will try my best to forget it all and live happily. Adeel's words never went out of my mind. I remembered how he advised me to leave the past and be normal with Hassan. I hope I can do that. I hope I can forget what he did to me even though it's so hard.

After all the packing we drove to the airport for our flight. We both were quiet the whole time and I felt really awkward. I never travelled with him like this and I didn't know how it would be. He was his usual gentle self, which sometimes surprised me. He helped me with carrying the suitcases infact he didn't let me carry anything at all.
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I was sitting on the window seat in the plane and Hassan was next to me. It felt weird. We were so close yet so distant. We didn't talk or say much to eachother. He was also a bit busy coordinating stuff for our arrival there. When the plane started its departure, my heart sank and I felt a bit uncomfortable. I always get this feeling when the plane starts to depart.

I close my eyes tightly as my heart sinks even more and starts to hurt. I feel Hassan's hand hold mine and squeezes it. When the plane's speed becomes normal and I feel alright, I open my eyes and find Hassan looking at me with concern.

"Hey, you okay?" He asks gently.

"Uh...yeah I get this strange feeling sometimes." I say with embarrassment.

"Haha it's alright happens to most of the people, nothing to be embarrassed about."

"Yeah..." I look down and start fiddling with my fingers.

"Are you nervous?" He asks gently.

"Kinda...I dunno why though."

"Just relax, it's gonna be alright, I promise. You will love that place." He smiles while still holding my hand and gently stroking it with his thumb.

"You think so?" I say nervously. God, why am I acting nervous and all vulnerable?

"Yeah! I know you're nervous cuz you're going to a new place but maybe you will feel better if I tell you about it?" He assures me.

"Yeah tell me how is Quetta?"

"It's a beautiful place, I haven't been there ever but I heard a lot about it and seen pictures and stuff. Plus the army cantt. is the best there. You will love it I know it!" He smiles.

"You seem really excited going there." I smile.

"Haha yeah well it's cuz I am gonna be reunited with my best friend there. And also it's an important station for my promotion in the future and cuz I have a feeling moving there would be a better start for both of us." He smiles and there is a light in his eyes. The one you have when you have so much faith and determination. He still hopes so much for us to be normal and happy.

I just looked mesmerized at him as he went on talking about some of his best friend's stories he told him about of Quetta. I didn't pay much attention to what he was even saying. I just liked looking at the way he was talking and smiling. He was really happy. And while he went on talking to me I felt much better and less nervous. Infact I felt calm. And while he was talking I think I drifted to sleep.