Fanaa's POV.
I hated this feeling.
This feeling of being closed.
This feeling of being scared, lonely and lost.
I hated it.
But that was the situation in which I was in.
By nature, I'm not a person who can control my emotions.
Every time we watch a sad movie, I start crying even before the sad part arrives.
When I feel depressed or really ugly, I cry.
When I see my friends, relatives or even other people sad, I cry.
I never leave all my emotions to build a wall around my heart and to break when the time comes.
When I heard Ahmed calling my name out, I felt a little relieved.
I thought that even though I'm not feeling well and I might not be able to get out of here, at least I have him.
Who's standing just on the other side. I didn't know why I had this thought. But it reassured me.
When I finally succeeded in opening the door, I just let myself go.
And myself brought me into his arms, holding him tight and never wanted it to let go.
While my heart was running a mile and my breaths were slowing down and getting back to normal, I was thanking Allah for sending him to me.
I slowly opened my eyes but I was seeing everything blurred. My legs were getting weak and the cold air was making me shiver even though it wasn't that cold.
I let myself fall into his arms. He was asking me constantly if I was okay.
Then I felt the pin that I had under my neck to hold my hijab open and the last words I said before loosing conscience.
"thank you" I said under my breath.
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Salman's POV.
I know I made a huge mistake.
It wasn't my intention.
I shouldn't have told her to go there by herself.
I should have listened to her first.
Overall, I shouldn't have prepared all of this.
I don't know what she thinks of me now but I'm mad at myself. Everyone was really disappointed in me so I just left.
I couldn't stand seeing everyone like this, Fanaa unconscious and Ahmed holding her in his arms. Am I really wasting my time after her?
Are they really made for each other?
Should I just let her to him?
And loose my first love?
I shouldn't be thinking this way but I can't help it.
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Ahmed's POV.
It's been a day. A day since the incident.
Fanaa isn't looking at me, talking to me or even thanking me.
I know that she must be a little scared but she really looks fine.
Since we've came back to the hotel, she just pretended everything was fine putting up a smile from time to time.
She even insisted to change places with a girl in the bus. Honestly, I don't understand what is going on.
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You're The Key
RomanceA hijabi Pakistani girl named Fanaa goes to high school to become something great that could save people from the bad world. Going to school everyday isn't easy for her.She's not the best and she tries hard but always end up failing at school and ge...