Reconciling Hearts..

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She took a deep breath, trying to control the ragged movements that her chest was making as a failing attempt to breathe when he entered the elevator quickly.

The elevator's doors closed just before she was about to rush outside.

He looked at her, and even though he didn't recognize her at first, the emotions displayed in her eyes as she looked his way in a frantic manner gave her away.
Only one girl would mirror all these feelings, her.

A slight smile formed on his beautiful face as he realized that fate has finally brought her his way again.

She, however, did not find that coincidence a pleasant one, all the memories came pouring down, flashing sporadically, making her shiver at their intensity.

The elevator's doors opened one more time, it was his stop but not hers.

She thanked god silently because she was going to collapse very soon and she didn't want that to happen in front of him.

He took one more look at her, and grabbed her arm unexpectedly, making her heart stop.

Was it his touch, the one that she yearned for, that made everything freeze?

Or was it the look in his eyes? Everything seemed chaotic there, and she couldn't put a finger on what she saw in his deep chocolate-brown eyes. But she saw beautiful hues of passion there somewhere.

She felt her body rigged with fear of what he was about to do with her, but most importantly she feared that she would not be able to tame her emotions anymore.

Thankfully, his room was only two steps away from the hallway where the elevators were, so no one noticed him half-pulling and half-carrying her to his room.

As soon as he released her hands, she turned away from him, not allowing him to see her face.

He locked the door twice, and the sound of the lock made her gulp.

She looked at him fearfully, as he smiled, taking in her features and tracing them with his eyes.

"Mno?" She said, realizing how stupid she sounded even to herself, because everyone knew that she cannot forget him.

"Mno?" He asked mockingly as he took a step towards her.

"La2?" She replied quickly, although it sounded more like a question.

"3ayal?" He asked.

"Shno?" She looked at him, her beautiful eyes wide with shock as he closed the gap between them in one big step.

She tried to take a step back, but soon she was pinned to the wall. Their bodies weren't really touching because he had his hands on both of her sides, preventing her from escaping, but in the same time keeping an arm's distance.

"Intay jawbay.. mno ana?" He asked her, wanting to hear her say his name.

"Madry.." She replied looking around the room, trying desperately not to get captured into the brown prisons of his eyes.

He took a tiny step closer to her, and she knew where this was going.

"M7ammad.." She whispered, her voice begging him to leave her alone.

"3yoon M7ammad.." He replied involuntarily, causing her close her eyes momentarily, trying to compose herself.

He cursed himself for being so forward, especially when he hasn't seen her or talked to her for over five years.

He wondered how they came to the conclusion to break up, was it the fact that they were going to different countries to study, was it the fact that he didn't want her to be a doctor because he knew it was tiring and he wanted the best for her, or was it the fact that both of them were really stubborn?

He shook his head, not believing that five years had already passed.

He was a doctor himself, and while he left to specialize abroad, she stayed in Kuwait to study medicine.

She didn't want him to leave Kuwait, and he didn't want her to study medicine, he knew deep down that the miseries of all these people would get to her, and in his eyes she was too fragile to handle that.

Both of them admit that they called each other for months, they even did a couple of weeks ago, he listened to her breathing on the phone, and she silently cried, wishing that one of them would speak up. But the things that had to be said were too abstract for words to illustrate them. But it took one look in the abyss of her honey-colored eyes, and he understood.

They stood silently, both of them hypnotized by the others' eyes. He stepped closer to her as her eyes, beautifully rimmed with long black eyelashes, held a pool of tears. He had the urge to cup her face and kiss her eyes until the tears disappeared. But he held himself back, willing to make everything go right this time because as he got lost into her eyes one more time, he realized how much he is missing.

Her lungs were failing her one more time; from the minute she met his gaze, she felt herself slip slowly.

He looked at her worriedly, realizing that she was probably having an asthma attack.

"Where is your inhaler?" He asked her quickly.

She shook her head, and he cursed under his breath as he went to his drawer and emptied its contents on the desk. He found a puffer and quickly gave it to her. He helped her with it because her hands were shaking, and she leaned on the wall after inhaling twice.

He gently picked her up explaining that he was placing her on the bed before she freaks out.

He went out quickly and got an oxygen mask just to be sure that she was ok.

She pushed it away when he offered it to her.

"Please.." He said breathlessly.

Without opening her eyes, she reluctantly took the mask from him.

After a while, she regained some of her physical composure and got up.

"Wain ray7a?" He asked quickly, not allowing her to get off the bed.

"I'm tired.." She begged him with her eyes to let her leave.

"I know, which is why you should rest a bit.." He said.

"I can't.. please.." Her voice broke as she talked.

"Intay ily please.. let me do this right.. let me fix this.. la2ana both of us know that if you leave this room I might not see you in a very long time la2ana you will be avoiding me.." He begged her.

She sat down again, covering her small face with her hands.

"Shfeech?" He asked concerned, as he felt her breathing get unsteady again.

"I'm really tired M7ammad.." She said as she looked up at him, and he felt his heart shatter.

This time he didn't hesitate as he took her into his arms and hugged her closer to him.

It had been their first time to hug. He felt her body give in to him, as he fought the urge to crush her body against his.

Both of them had a million thoughts going through their minds, but none of them spoke, cherishing the proximity of their bodies.

"Are you feeling better now?" He asked after what seemed like an eternity.

"Yeah.." She replied, a sad smile invaded her face.

"You know I never stopped thinking about you.." He said, while taking her hand into his.

"I never stopped talking to you.." She replied simply.

"Ha?" He replied, confused, although they did call each other, no one uttered a word, except maybe an aloo or two every now and then.

"Well.." She started reluctantly, but then continued. "I wrote to you every day, emails, letters, notes.. but I wouldn't send them.. and I would always talk to you at night, imagining you were hidden behind one of the beautiful, unreachable stars.. and then I would try to guess your reactions which I pretty much knew by heart.." She finished.

He sat her next to him so he can take a good look at her face, she seemed to be in a reverie, and he can almost guarantee that she did not realize that she just spoke aloud because she wasn't usually a person who easily confesses.

He smiled as he watched her expressions, and he cursed himself for being so stupid and thinking he can forget her from the beginning.

"M7ammad?" She said, driving him crazy with the way she said his name.

"7abeebti.." He replied, not being able to control himself.

He saw her cheeks redden and she gave him her back this time.

"M7ammad.. what now?" She said is a sad, distant voice.

" It's simple .. I'm going to make it up for you.." He said confidently. She sighed, and he continued, "Will you give me a second chance?" He asked her, he stood up and knelt in front of her so he can get the answer from her eyes even if she decided to remain quiet. He got his answer immediately, and said "You don't have to tell me now, but you're going to have to tell me soon you know.." His eyes held a mischievous spark in them.

He decided to let the matter go, but then he remembered, "Why isn't your inhaler with you?" He asked, raiisng his eyebrows.

"Why would I need to carry it with me everywhere I go?" She asked, rolling her eyes.

"Well, maybe because you have asthma?" He told her, frowning that she was so careless when it came to her own health yet so careful when it came to others.

"I don't have asthma.. i just have some emotional stress attacks every now and then.." She replied simply.

"And the scientific name for that would be..?" He asked, knowing that he was wining this argument.

"I have to leave.." She said, biting back her smile.

"You know if something happened to you.. I will track you down and you won't like my punishment.. I don't think I can manage to live without you anymore.." He told her, pretending to be angry.

She looked at him for a while before blushing and making her way to the door.

"Not so fast young lady.." He told her as he took hold of both of her hands. "You're under-estimating me you know.. we have a history and I know how stubborn you are.. so I am going to make you promise to take it everyday now or else you are not leaving this room.." He said, chuckling at her reaction.

"I am not young.." She told him sternly.

"I didn't mean it that way.." He told her laughing.

"whatever" She rolled her eyes and tried to free her hands from his.

"I am going to count to three, and then I will kiss you until you give in and promise to take it with you everyday.." He warned her, secretly hoping that she would not say yes before he counts to three.

"one, two.." he said quickly.

"Fine.. I promise!!" She said closing her eyes, fearing that he will actually do it.

"That's my girl.." He said, smiling widely.

"Woman.." She corrected him.

"Are you ever going to get over your age issues?" He laughed at her.

"Never.." She said smiling and left the room quietly, looking back one last time before she took the stairs this time to her floor.









Two weeks have passed and she didn't see him at all since that day. She smiled as she went up to her mother blushing.

"Yes.." She said.










Today, she was his, and he was hers.

"A7ibich.." He whispered after her kissed her forehead on their milcha.




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