Isn't he just too beautiful to ignore.... ^^
"what! How? When?....", Hamdan was loud on the phone. Panic laced his voice and me in confusion forget to cover myself up.
"OK, don't cry...you have me. I'm coming.....", he kept saying things like that. Wait...! I'm coming! That got me out of my reverie and I just go grab the sheet and cover myself. I knew I looked like a mess. But I didnt care.
"what's wrong? Is everything okay.?", I ask him as keeps the phone and turns around.
"i... It's Sheikha.... She and her friends got arrested for wandering on a red light area and were thought for as illegal sex workers. They have been detained and since its a Sunday and the embassy is closed. I told her not to call any government officials. I just want to keep it under wraps. "
" is she OK? ", she sensed impending disappointment. But she was worried for her as well.
" She was hysterical... But now she and her friends are okay. I... I... ", his voice filled with guilt.
She didn't want him to go," isn't Rashid in Zimbabwe. That's much closer to get to her right?"
His face was filling up with guilt, "she tried him. But couldn't reach him. So that's why she called... And..." I cut him off.
"you should go.", I say with no emotion in my voice. But face said it all.
"Im so sorry Aairah... I... We are the only ones closer right now."he began and stepped towards me. And I involuntarily stepped back and that's when the arrow hit the target.
"i can't leave you like....", he began
I clutched onto the sheets tighter and looked down. Breathe breathe.
I look up, "you have already decided to leave and you don't have to give me any explanation. I believe you. You see family comes first. I get that. ", and automatically I give him a small smile. I dont know why It happened.
Again arrow on target.
I guess my smile guilt tripped him furthermore. And yes I was glad it happened.
" Im so sorry love... I can't help it. If there was any other way... I would. ", Hamdan said as he came closer.
I took few steps back till my back hit the same pillar where we almost had sex. I didn't want to cry so I just lowered my head. I was so angry.... So very angry. He didn't even try for himself even once to come with a way to help her and not go. I was worried for her too. But right now I wanted to hit her. She isn't wrong she tried Rashid too and the closest next was Hamdan. And her fiance was far off more than 10 hours journey.
"please don't do that Aairah...", pleaded Hamdan.
I took one last deep breath and looked at him direct in the eye. "right now getting Sheikha and her friends out is more important than this...", she paused.
"Honeymoon... Our honeymoon.", he stated this time his voice was firm.
I knew it wasn't his fault, I was angry but I didn't want him to be there and keep feeling guilty for helping Sheikha. So I did what any stupid person in love would do... Be supportive even when it hurt. Be supportive when it was okay to be angry.
Trying not to cry with everything I've got. I know I would have a splitting headache later on.
"Hamdan I'm fine. I know this is important. She must be scared beyond. I... I understand. I understand. I understand. I understand...", I was in a state of repeating something I thought I wasn't doing enough. And there again I was being stupid. Thinking I wasn't doing enough when I felt Hamdan's lips pressed onto mine.
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Prince Heartless
Fanfiction#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...