Let Me Redeem [Completed]

I knew you would

The next day, after the two beginning classes, not able to hold it any longer, she gave in. Asking people on her way, she took the elevator and went to the fourth floor and stopped outside a classroom, the seniors had their English class in. The students were already filing out, some of them still in there, others lingering outside, waiting for the others.

Mirha went to the girl she could have sworn she had seen before, and asked, extremely nervous and self conscious, and suddenly not at all ready to face Hadi.

"Um, have you seen Hadi Maher?" Please say no, say no, say no, please say no.

"You'd be Mirha?" The girl said with a sly smile.

"Yes." Mirha nodded, confused, "How would you know?"

"Heard a lot about you from Hadi. I'm his cousin by the way. And yes, actually, I've seen him." The girl smiled.

Mirha's heart gave a loud thud.

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He was coming out of the class, his bag hoisted on his shoulder when his eyes found Mirha standing in a corner with Sasha, all nervous and jittery.

He stood frozen, staring at the two, unsure what to do. Guilt immediately seized his heart as he wondered what on earth she was doing here. After the incident even though he'd accepted what it was that he felt for her, he found it better to stay away from her, for he didn't trust himself where she was concerned, and feared he might do something wrong again, something she wouldn't approve of.

Hadi even hoped that staying away would dampen his feelings, if only a little. But clearly he was wrong, for every day, his frustration increased, anger and desperation found their way, disconcertment and distress was always there. He wanted to see her, listen to her, talk to her, and apologize and maybe even ask what the freaking hell it was that she was doing to him.

He had forgotten about the promise he'd made to Bilal and thought, very wrongly so, that the rest had too.

And now there she was, approaching him yet again, when she could have stayed away.

**~**

"He's-"

"Here." At the voice both the girls turned out and saw Hadi as he reached them.

Mirha wanted nothing but to run away at that moment.

"There you go." The girl waved a hand at Hadi and looked at Mirha with a smile. Though she didn't budge and seemed like she had no intention of doing so.

Mirha hesitated before she finally decided to speak up. "I want-"

Hadi sighed, his patience waning, cutting her short. "I think Sasha, we can carry on ourselves from here, you can leave."

"Fine, you don't have to be rude. What harm am I doing anyway? I-"

"Sasha?" Hadi clenched his jaw and gave her a hard stare.

"Fine." She puckered her mouth into a pout and giving Mirha a look, walked away.

She stood in silence for a moment, looking at her shoes feeling Hadi's gaze on her and when she finally mustered the energy to speak up, she looked up and found him leaning against the pillar, peering down at her. "Um, I just wanted to tell you that - that I got an A. They put the result sheet yesterday and I, well, I just wanted to tell you that."

He gave her a lazy smile. "I knew you would."

She blinked. "Um, thank you."

"You didn't come yesterday." He said after a pause, eyebrows slightly raised, though it was more of a question than a statement.