Railway Tracks|✓

Chapter no. 24

I flipped through my book, as I revised several peragraphs.

I felt presence Beside me, I did not look up to see who was the person because I already knew. It was Arsh.

"So, you have a test?" He asked casually as he sat and looked around him.

I looked up to see him, my attention toward him.

"We have a test." I corrected him.

He looked at my face for a moment, before realisation hit him. He snatched the book from my hands and frantically flipped the pages.

I took the book and pulled out particular chapter and gave to him.

He started reading the lines hurriedly, trying them to get it in to his head. He flipped next page and his eyes roamed faster over the phrases.

I chuckled at him.

Then the bell rang, Arsh's hear snapped up to meet my eyes, he looked constipated.
All the colors drained away from his face.

"C'mon, class has started." I grabbed his arm and pulled him along with me.

"I don't want to die so early Hareem." He whined struggling to get away.

"I don't see how you even got into Medical." I murmured.

"That's mean, you know." He said.

I turned around to give him a look, he gulped and walked along.

We sat into our seats as the professor entered, holding papers.

"Please let my family know I love them so much. And I want Grave next to Some beautiful girl."
I laughed silently at his childish behavior.

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I sat in the balcony, waiting for Sarah to come from her college.

"Sup." I saw Arsal standing a few feet away from me in his section in a black coat.

"You just came from court?" He nodded and sat in the wall. I also sat next to him.

"This girl wanted divorce from his husband because His husband was sick and she said that her in-laws won't behave well if her husband dies." He told.

"What!" I said unbelievably.

"How heartless is this of her. She has to be on her husband's side if he's sick."
I shared my thoughts to him.

"Yeah, your Right." He nodded.

"So did she win the case?" I asked.

He saddened. "yeah, I don't believe how people easily let go of the ones who loved them more than anything. I guess they're so selfish. They only think of their selves."

My face fell at his words.

Hashir's is not Selfish.

I cursed myself for bringing him at that moment.

"Why don't you let your hairs free?" He asked out of blue.

"Why?" I was left confused at his words.

"Whenever I see you, whether your hairs are in a bun or are braided." He said, grabbing my braid and pulling it slightly, as he left it on my right side on the front.

I took it, and started braiding the leftover hairs at the bottom not knowing what to say, I shrugged.

"I like them in this way." I said.

"I think you'll look beautiful with your hairs left free." My eyes widened at what he said.

I saw him, staring at me.

I was about to say something but was cut off by Sarah's voice.

"Yeah?" I called out watching her as she approached me.

"Oh, hi Arsal. How are you?" She chirped.

"I'm good. What about you?" She chirped again as she said 'fine'.

"Aren't you bit more Happy Than usual? What's the reason." I voiced my thoughts.

Her smile grew more.

"We're going bwp for Eid. Tomorrow." My heart clenched at her words.

I frowned.
"I'm not going."

That caused her happy face to be replaced with a sad one.

"I-i've a project. I have to submit it Right after Eid."
I smattered.

"You can make the project till tomorrow, if it won't complete. Then I'll help."

Sarah was like problem solver. Whenever we had to hang together, she'd give suggestions. Because, my dad didn't let me out of house for long, because of my studies. So, Sarah would give suggestions to let me stay and do my studies.

I chuckled softly causing her frown.

"Why are you chuckling?"

"Because, You're suggestions won't work out this time."

"I am not going there at any cost." I let out the words at bit slower as if telling myself not to her.

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She's not going there. Hahaha.

*Makes a serious face* guys, she's really not going.

*Everyone throws Tomatoes at Author*

Okay, okay. See ya later.