She was 11 when she first met him at the library.

They were sitting in the library. Across from each other. Him reading some comics and her just struggling with fractions. Maths never was her cup of tea.

He was 16 when he first heard het groan out of frustration. The little baby girl was struggling with some homework he guessed.

"Need some help?" She rose her head in surprise. These were the very same words he first addressed her. Yet now these same words are the first he uttered after he drove her home once their wedding party was over.

When he heard her groan out of frustration because her hair was knotted around the pin, he had this feeling of déjà vu. He didn't want it to end so he asked the same question.

"Um... Y... Yes please." When she met his eyes in the mirror, she knew exactly what he was thinking of. And trying to suppress the smile threatening to crack her lips apart, she replied the same way she did ten years before.

"So,what's frustrating you?"

"I... I want to get rid of this."

"Show me."

She showed him the pins she had to remove just like she showed him the fractions that day in the library.

"Well... Solving equations is far easier than getting pins out of your hair."

They both laughed and she pushed his chest playfully.

"You have beautiful hair though."

I'm back!!!!!!

Okay this is a sneak peek of how bored I am when I finish an exam but can't get out. I wrote this in half an hour so tell me if you liked it. If so then I'll try to write if I get some time after my English exam in sha Allah😘😘😘