Only You

twelve

It was the next day, and I had yet to know if the coat belonged to him. I had decided that I would personally go and hand it to him. I did doubt that if it wasn't his, and he said so it'd be really be embarrassing for me.

But it won't hurt to ask.

I walked to his office, lightly knocking on the door. I was extremely nervous, to not only be in his presence but to have to talk to him.

"Come in!" I heard him answer.

I went inside my heart speeding up as every moment passed.

"I-I c-came to umm.." I put out my arm to let him see the coat that was hanging on it.

Oh my god, please say that it's yours!

"Oh, yeah. Um Thanks," he said as he got up and took it from me.

I chose to look up as he came towards me, and I met with his remarkably fine features. He was in all black today, and I had never been more thankful for the creation of a black dress shirt.

He took the coat as I handed it to him. I wanted to ask him how I had gotten it in the first place, on the inside I sort of wished that it was because of his genuine concern for- well, me. Maybe he liked me.

No, stop.

I bit my lip once and built up the courage to ask him.

"W-why did you give it to me, that night?" I asked.

Wow, I did it!

"Oh, that night was unusually frantic, so when you passed out in the cold waiting area I wanted to you to get some relaxation, as your lead it is my responsibility to not overwork everyone." He said easily.

As my lead.

Of course, he's my boss if I had quit my job form the strenuous work it would harm him too. If it was Ruth, or Zahra, or even Dr. Steele- the 43-year-old pediatrician he'd do the same because he has to be courteous to us.

I nodded and gazed down.

"Thank you, I better get going," I said, rushing out of his office, that was surrounded by his aura and scent making it more difficult for me to get him out of my mind.

I felt a little disappointed. I mean what did I expect him to say?

"Huda, I wanted you to be warm because I care for you."

Or.

"It's because I like you."

I scoffed.

I got myself together nevertheless, though my mood was a little down. I rushed to my appointments, and rounds that I highly dreaded as of today. I wanted to go home, and distract myself. Watching something funny, or reading a light-hearted book about people who were in love.

I went to the reception close to the end of the day with a straight face I couldn't avoid. Leaning against the long desk I filled out the rest of my paperwork. Lost in my thoughts, I was writing the prescriptions, and patient info until someone covered my eyes.

What's going on?

I turned around instantly, to see the person my heart had been obliviously longing to see. My brother.

I couldn't control the wave of emotions that spread within me, as I went in for a tight hug. Firmly clutching his neck, burying my face in it as some tears came to my eyes. My words came out muffled, but in my head, I was shrieking.

My brother stood there caressing my hijab-clad head, waiting for me to finish this welcome hug of mine.

I broke off the embrace and looked at him, some tears having left my face.