-REEM-
i woke up, i picked up my phone
and i saw all of layans mixed calls
so i called her o ana mi5tar3a
"reem" layan says ans breathes a sigh of relief
"shfeech 5ara3teeni, shisalfa daga 3alay 15 missed call" i say in a fraked out voice
"you wont believe what friggin happened yesterday. ana kint bil ma6ba5 gam akil barid chan faisal yidish o yaglib il bait fog ta7at o yi9ari5 3ala salfa, madry shigool bas hes blaming me 3ala 9adee8a hatha illy t7ibeena fahad, ana ga3adt sakta the whole time bas ga3d a7awil afham shisalfa. chan yi6ayir kirsy o yigool, allahu a3lam how im going to fix this. madry shasawi ib 3omri hes blaming me 3ala ayshay" layans voice shocked me o 6ayar il nom min bali.
"ee layan ana -"
i didnt know if i should tell her or not because i remeber faisal making me promise to keep this secret from everyone especially llayan. so i shut up
"intay shinu" layan says
((layan will find out about this whole thing sooner or later bas i choose later))
"tabeen information si2lay faisal ana ma a3arif shay" i said.
"hatha itha i7acheeni ba3d, o ana bilyalla ashofa hal ayam, to tell u the truth were both avoiding eacother min wara illy 9ar"
we quickly said my goodbys and shut the phone.
i cant believe faisal made me keep a secret from my best friend.
=========================================================================
-LAYAN-
i got up from bed
i put one of my favorite songs on the speaker
come back down - greg laswell
we didnt have school today. so i guess it was just going to be me
i changed and looked at myself in the mirror.
i didnt sleep well last night
thats an understatement, i didnt sleep period.
lafayt rasy o shuft my long curly black hair.
i left it open, its not like i cared how anyone saw me plus this is my house and if i cant feel comfortable here then were can i?
so i wore my favorite purple free city sweatpants and a white shirt.
thats when the song changed and i heard a song that suddenly brought an instant smile to my face
(olly murs-busy)
i dedicate this song to....
why do i always have to think of faisal?
why does it always come back to faisal.???
i started singing at the top of my lungs and while i was brushing my hair i used the brush as a mic.
i sang chinni adele.
willa suddenly i hear a knock on my door.
"na3am!!?" i shouted above the music.
"layan 6il3ay bakalmich" .........................................................
even though his voice was so low and calm,
you could hear the intensity radiationg from a million miles away.
i shut the music and opened my door.
he was there wearing a black t and grey a and f sweatspants.
i looked up at him. cuz if i just stared straight ahead i would be staring at his chest... o ana mo nagi9ny.
it was hard for me,,,, looking at him in the eye, and knowing that he rejected me and that he has and will always dislike me, he could be laughing at me right now. but no
not right now
right now hes mad
i can see it in his eyes
and that stupid look of dissapointment hes been looking at me with since that day.
the day i told him how i felt.
5 days ago.
i dont regret it. im actually happy that i told him. it puts the weight off my chest,
"layan, i shouldnt have over reacted ams " he said.
and that shocked me. he must have something he wants.
"bas ilyom chinny sami3 inna 3indich ma3rath?? wala shay chithy,ana 9a7 wala kalami 8ala6?"
was he seriously playing this game with me? he wasnt asking me, a7is he was threatening.
"ee walla ana ray7a to support my cusin ghizlan, shes raising money for her graduation this year." i said in a calm voice.
"mako" he said. and briskly turned walked out
:o
so i walked out after him .
"faisal" i said. bas he ignored
"faisal " i repeated.....
"FAISAL GA3D A7ACHEEK" i shouted. bas kamal 6ireeja to the garage im guessing.
so i blurted out the first words that came out of my mouth
"IB KAIF OMIK ITGOOLY WAIN IGDAR O MA IGDAR AROO7?!!" i said
he stopped in his tracks.
o laf 3alay
"shgiltay?" he said.
i5tira3t willa chan i see the side of his lip twich, and i knew he was trying hard not to smile
bas he held it down
"ma tro7een layan" he said with a straight face
" laish ?min gal" i shot back
"ana" he said. with defiance
he smirked into a half sarcastic smile
and with that he walked out.
-----------------------------
at 7 i talked to cook and the driver and we got into the car and went to the ma3rath without faisal
knowing.
he hasnt been back home all day.
i was wearing a white shirt tucked into a beautiful black skirt that reached my knee
my hair was curly as usual.
so while i was on my way i heard my phone ring.
and i saw caller id
the snake
it said. meaning it was faisal.... ya faisal in his own way is a snake
i told the driver to shut the wondows to make it sound like home.
i picked up
"aloo?" i said.
"wainich?" he said waiiiiii faisal btithba7ny min biroodtik.
"bil bait laish?" i said.
lay koon hes on to me
"la bas kint aby at2akad" he said.
"ok zain if thats all thenn-" i started bas he cut me off
"ee layan agool, intay ib ay ghurfa bilthab6" he said.
SHIT!!! he knows!!!!!!!!!!!!!
act calm
"im in my room" i said.
"i just checked your room layan. wanna try again?" he asked
SSSHHIIIITTTT im dead im friggin dead. mu kfaya il9ra5 illy ams?
"o did i say i was in my room? i meant i was in the GUEST room" i said with a nervous laugh
"if by guest room you mean my room then i would hope not layan la2ana fee shay isma privacy, bas besides that im in my room right now. want to stop playing this game layan? cuz i havent started. and if your going to play games with me, 3ayal min il7een bagoolich, inna no one beats me, ever" he said. and as he spoke anger gradually picked up, bas he kept his voice low the whole time.
faisal is one of a kind
"what game faisal-" i started innocently
"your game, gam til3ibeen hide and seek nafs ilyahal" he pointed out.
the car slowly came to a stop. wi9alt
"now are you going to tell me were you really are, or do you want me to count to ten and come find you? cuz i warn you, when i do find you, ill bring you back kicking and screaming"
he said in a voice as smooth as velet.
i gulped and took my chances.
i shut the phone in his face.
i woke up, i picked up my phone
and i saw all of layans mixed calls
so i called her o ana mi5tar3a
"reem" layan says ans breathes a sigh of relief
"shfeech 5ara3teeni, shisalfa daga 3alay 15 missed call" i say in a fraked out voice
"you wont believe what friggin happened yesterday. ana kint bil ma6ba5 gam akil barid chan faisal yidish o yaglib il bait fog ta7at o yi9ari5 3ala salfa, madry shigool bas hes blaming me 3ala 9adee8a hatha illy t7ibeena fahad, ana ga3adt sakta the whole time bas ga3d a7awil afham shisalfa. chan yi6ayir kirsy o yigool, allahu a3lam how im going to fix this. madry shasawi ib 3omri hes blaming me 3ala ayshay" layans voice shocked me o 6ayar il nom min bali.
"ee layan ana -"
i didnt know if i should tell her or not because i remeber faisal making me promise to keep this secret from everyone especially llayan. so i shut up
"intay shinu" layan says
((layan will find out about this whole thing sooner or later bas i choose later))
"tabeen information si2lay faisal ana ma a3arif shay" i said.
"hatha itha i7acheeni ba3d, o ana bilyalla ashofa hal ayam, to tell u the truth were both avoiding eacother min wara illy 9ar"
we quickly said my goodbys and shut the phone.
i cant believe faisal made me keep a secret from my best friend.
=========================================================================
-LAYAN-
i got up from bed
i put one of my favorite songs on the speaker
come back down - greg laswell
we didnt have school today. so i guess it was just going to be me
i changed and looked at myself in the mirror.
i didnt sleep well last night
thats an understatement, i didnt sleep period.
lafayt rasy o shuft my long curly black hair.
i left it open, its not like i cared how anyone saw me plus this is my house and if i cant feel comfortable here then were can i?
so i wore my favorite purple free city sweatpants and a white shirt.
thats when the song changed and i heard a song that suddenly brought an instant smile to my face
(olly murs-busy)
i dedicate this song to....
why do i always have to think of faisal?
why does it always come back to faisal.???
i started singing at the top of my lungs and while i was brushing my hair i used the brush as a mic.
i sang chinni adele.
willa suddenly i hear a knock on my door.
"na3am!!?" i shouted above the music.
"layan 6il3ay bakalmich" .........................................................
even though his voice was so low and calm,
you could hear the intensity radiationg from a million miles away.
i shut the music and opened my door.
he was there wearing a black t and grey a and f sweatspants.
i looked up at him. cuz if i just stared straight ahead i would be staring at his chest... o ana mo nagi9ny.
it was hard for me,,,, looking at him in the eye, and knowing that he rejected me and that he has and will always dislike me, he could be laughing at me right now. but no
not right now
right now hes mad
i can see it in his eyes
and that stupid look of dissapointment hes been looking at me with since that day.
the day i told him how i felt.
5 days ago.
i dont regret it. im actually happy that i told him. it puts the weight off my chest,
"layan, i shouldnt have over reacted ams " he said.
and that shocked me. he must have something he wants.
"bas ilyom chinny sami3 inna 3indich ma3rath?? wala shay chithy,ana 9a7 wala kalami 8ala6?"
was he seriously playing this game with me? he wasnt asking me, a7is he was threatening.
"ee walla ana ray7a to support my cusin ghizlan, shes raising money for her graduation this year." i said in a calm voice.
"mako" he said. and briskly turned walked out
:o
so i walked out after him .
"faisal" i said. bas he ignored
"faisal " i repeated.....
"FAISAL GA3D A7ACHEEK" i shouted. bas kamal 6ireeja to the garage im guessing.
so i blurted out the first words that came out of my mouth
"IB KAIF OMIK ITGOOLY WAIN IGDAR O MA IGDAR AROO7?!!" i said
he stopped in his tracks.
o laf 3alay
"shgiltay?" he said.
i5tira3t willa chan i see the side of his lip twich, and i knew he was trying hard not to smile
bas he held it down
"ma tro7een layan" he said with a straight face
" laish ?min gal" i shot back
"ana" he said. with defiance
he smirked into a half sarcastic smile
and with that he walked out.
-----------------------------
at 7 i talked to cook and the driver and we got into the car and went to the ma3rath without faisal
knowing.
he hasnt been back home all day.
i was wearing a white shirt tucked into a beautiful black skirt that reached my knee
my hair was curly as usual.
so while i was on my way i heard my phone ring.
and i saw caller id
the snake
it said. meaning it was faisal.... ya faisal in his own way is a snake
i told the driver to shut the wondows to make it sound like home.
i picked up
"aloo?" i said.
"wainich?" he said waiiiiii faisal btithba7ny min biroodtik.
"bil bait laish?" i said.
lay koon hes on to me
"la bas kint aby at2akad" he said.
"ok zain if thats all thenn-" i started bas he cut me off
"ee layan agool, intay ib ay ghurfa bilthab6" he said.
SHIT!!! he knows!!!!!!!!!!!!!
act calm
"im in my room" i said.
"i just checked your room layan. wanna try again?" he asked
SSSHHIIIITTTT im dead im friggin dead. mu kfaya il9ra5 illy ams?
"o did i say i was in my room? i meant i was in the GUEST room" i said with a nervous laugh
"if by guest room you mean my room then i would hope not layan la2ana fee shay isma privacy, bas besides that im in my room right now. want to stop playing this game layan? cuz i havent started. and if your going to play games with me, 3ayal min il7een bagoolich, inna no one beats me, ever" he said. and as he spoke anger gradually picked up, bas he kept his voice low the whole time.
faisal is one of a kind
"what game faisal-" i started innocently
"your game, gam til3ibeen hide and seek nafs ilyahal" he pointed out.
the car slowly came to a stop. wi9alt
"now are you going to tell me were you really are, or do you want me to count to ten and come find you? cuz i warn you, when i do find you, ill bring you back kicking and screaming"
he said in a voice as smooth as velet.
i gulped and took my chances.
i shut the phone in his face.
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