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Washroom washroom where's the washroom... argh. Can't let anyone see me cry for a boy...no not washroom....yesss.... emergency exit staircase...yes no one will find me there.
I open the emergency door and just as I sit on he stairs. The tears win over my control and erupt. Not letting them stop I let it all out trying to ease the clenching pain in my chest...does it really hurt so much physically when your heart breaks to the point where even crying doesn't help?!
A good ten minutes pass, the waterworks hasn't stopped by when I hear a click and a gentle push on the door. Not caring who walks pass . I feel a warm pressure of someone's hand rubbing my back. I knew the girls will find me, they know me. Not caring to wipe my tears I turn to see a manly figure crouched beside me taking a seat. As I look up I finally come face to face with him.......
Rashid.
What on Earth was he doing here. I am quickly about wipe my tears off when he stops my hand.
"What you did was stupid and what he did was even worse. So if you want to cry more . It's ok I won't judge." He speaks up.
I open my mouth to speak but words don't make it out, instead more tears flow. His face was filled with pity. Which I never liked. So gathered my courage and finally spoke, "I guess our short time is done here. He doesn't want to be with me...so be it. If you think I'm angry or giving up....I'm not...if not trying for us is what he wants....so be it." I wipe my tears and stand straight "thank you for being here but I don't need anyone's pity or help."
I turn to leave, when Rashid speaks up, "don't give up on him...not now...not when he is being pushed to a proposal he doesn't want."
What he is being pushed to get married to someone else.
"Then I'm guessing they found someone better for him. Look Rashid, it was really sweet of you to come here....but you are not helping. I need to be alone. Thanks for coming though." With that I take my leave.
Oh God why is this happening to me. I quickly text the girls to go without me as I had to be somewhere. I got to the basement towards my car and I see Hamdan leaving in his Mercedes Jeep. I get into my car start up the engine, crank up the volume and cry my heart out. I let myself so because I won't be crying anymore. This was the last he wanted to see of me.
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Ten days later:
"Papa....I don't want to go", I nearly yelled. "I have work, that too a night shift. "
" Aairah, the hospital called and you have been a day off." He replied excitedly.
He never behaves like a child when he is excited. But this was something.
"We have two dresses one white the other red...choose what you want to wear....we are going to the engagement party at the Zabeel palace the sheikh has sent us an invite."Red!!! No way. He liked red....I will choose white
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Prince Heartless
Fanfic#No. 346 on what's hot list on 9th November 2016 Any girl would jump at the chance of getting married to the Crown Prince of the land of gold Dubai. But no not Aairah who calls Dubai home. Funloving, Sweet, Carefree independent and innocent to see...