Do You Trust Me?

Chapter 20

Chapter 20

Amaan

Its Friday. I feel so tired and stressed. Hamza has been getting a little too friendly with Laylah and I don't know how she is feeling about it. Ever since that day Laylah doesn't speak to me about the little rascal. Well at least we don't have to stay for long, only one workshop and then we are done for the day. Hopefully, I can read Jummah too.

"Amaan, I'm going to use the ladies" Laylah says covering her eyes with her hand and giggles. She is such a cutie sometimes. "Sure, I'll walk you up and will be outside" I say about to get up. "Amaan, no, please its only down the hall nobody will attack me there" She says and laughs. "Laylah, it not funny" I say looking at her a little surprised as how causally she says stuff like that.

"Acha sorry baba, can I go, Master Sahab?" She asks sarcastically. "Jao" I say. She looks at me and laughs out loud. "What?" I say a little embarrassed. "Your Urdu needs a lot of help" She says turning around, walking off. "Don't worry, I'll help." She says and closes the door behind her.

A few good minutes past and there is no sign of her, so I take my phone out and text her, I hear her phone buzz in her bag. "Great she left her phone here" I say to myself. I'll give her a few more minutes and then I'll go and check up on her. I get up and push my phone into my pocket. "Hey Zara, look over our things I'll be back" I say to Zara and she nods in reassurance.

This girl can sometimes be so irresponsible, she is probably having a full on conversation about Nars Makeup with a girl she has bumped into. Laylah had an amazing trait, she could get along with anyone and talk about different things, it was amazing but scarry at times. I smile at some of the things I've heard her talk about to the girls.

"You've been giving me the green signal these past few days and now when its time to pay you wont even give me a kiss!" I hear someone hiss out aloud. Well someone is a horny shit, arent they?

Its then I realise that that voice belongs to Hamza the little rascal. "No, get off me." She says. I pick up my pace and run towards the source. The bastard has her pinned to a wall and has grabbed one of her hands.

"Hey mother fucker, come I'll give you a kiss" I say and push him off her. "Amaan, please don't, lets just go." Laylah pleads to me, looking at me with tears in her eyes. "You made her cry." I look at him and spit out towards him. He touched her. He touched Laylah. He touched what is mine. Thats the only thing that was going on in my head.

"Oh, just fuck off, she has been leading me on, the little tease." He says walking up to me, I glare at him viciously, nobody talks about Laylah like that.

"Did he hurt you?" I look at her, fighting the urge to touch her, but I couldn't not in front of this piece of shit. She nods her head negatively. I lose my mind and lunge towards him; I grab both his legs and push him into the ground. "What did you say?" I ask him furiously. "Amaan, no" I hear Laylah, but I ignore her. I punch him in the jaw.

"Repeat" I punch him again. "What" Punch. "You" Punch. "Said" punch.  I growl at him. "AMAAAN!" Laylah shouts at me. I feel her hand on my shoulder. "He is bleeding, you're going to get suspended" She says. I look up at her. Tears rolling down her cheeks, her eyes blood shot red. She is trembling. "Shit, Laylah" I say getting up from the ground, and running towards her. 

She looks at my hands and starts crying. I look down at them and realise that my knuckles have blood smeared on them. Laylah runs away crying. Shit! I let out a groan. Running towards the workshop I pick up Laylah and my things and head towards the car park. I spot her leaning on the car, lost in thought. I can tell she is angry at me.

"I couldn't go home, because you have the keys" She says without looking at me.. As I open the car, she gets in and pulls her seatbelt on angrily. "Sorry Basanti, its just that somebody thinks that its okay to go around punching people violently" She says looking at me indignantly.