Mine

Chapter 13

"I can't feel my legs" I told him.

I didn't know why I told him that, it was not like I expected him to make me feel my legs again.

But what I didn't expect him to do was to drag the stool he was sitting on to the edge of the bed and he started to massage my feet.

My eyes widened.

"What are you doing?" I said as I tried to remove my feet from his grip.

He refused to let my foot go.

"You know you didn't have to" I said as I looked at him through my lashes.

"I know, but you wanted me to" he said.

I glared at him "no I did not!"

"Well I wanted to" he said.

Oh.

I smirked "ouuu, are you obsessed with me?"

He glared at me and I chuckled.

"Do you ever smile?" I suddenly asked when he stopped massaging my feet and pushed the stool back to its original position.

"Does your leg feel any better?" He asked.

I nodded "yes, thank you"

"You ignored my question, do you smile?" I added.

He shook his head.

I rolled my eyes.

"Go on, smile for me."

He looked at me in what could be deemed as disgust.

"Ok forget I said that, it sounded very cringe."

"I only smile to people I care about" he said.

"Damn Kashmir, that hurts a lot" i said sarcastically as I placed a palm on my chest.

"I just want to see how you'll look like" I whispered but I know he heard me.

"Well that's not going to happen, now close your eyes and rest." he said

I grinned, opening his mouth to tease him, but the bruises on my face caused me to wince.

"You're not supposed to be talking, you talk too much" he said.

"Thanks." I said sarcastically.

He shook his head as if he was tired of my existence.

"You don't listen to me when I tried to tell you why I barged into your meeting." I said.

"I'm sorry, tell me."

"I saw my father and brother."

He frowned before his features relaxed, I didn't need to explain further, it was self explanatory. "Oh."

"There was a guy who rescued me from those people" I told him as I looked at my fingers that were in need of henna.

"Al'amin" he said.

I blinked at him in surprise "You know him?" 

"How else would I be here with you if I didn't know him Hameeda?" He asked.

Right.

I scowled  "I'm on a hospital bed because of you, try to be nice." I said.

He breathed out "He's my friend."