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-LAYAN-
i quickly got out of my car and walked into the streets with cook (maria)
i could hear music, we were ib 3arth il ma3arith, and there were many other expos and ma3arith here other than ghizlans.
i found gizlans booth and rushed over to her.
the ma3rath was outside bilail o fee dj, a teenage kuwaiti dj ma3a rab3a.
salamt 3ala ghizlan o lamaitha la2ana 9arly fatra 6iweela mo shayfatha.
she pulled me back and looked at me
"shfeech laylay shaklich mi5tar3a o 3ala a39abich, 7adich alert. hahaha" she said and hugged me again.
"la la ma feeny shay lat5afeen" i said and she cleared a seat next to her for me to sit on,
her co booth owners came by and said hi to me, salimo 3alay o ra7o so they could give me and my cuzin some privacy,
tawni hadait and i started having fun, willa chan faj2a i see someone shooting through the crowd, power walking. o he was walking straight towards me.
waiha bayanli inna ohwa im3a9ib. he stared holes into me. and he looked anything but calm.
min 3yona, min the blackness of his eyes, it couldnt be anyone other than faisal
i stood up in a rush
when suddenly 5 guys came infront of faisal and hugged him and shouted and laughed
"hala hala , shlonik, fa9ool manshoofik" they said. so i ran through the huge ma3rath trying to find a place far enough to escape in when suddenly i bump into a wall of muscle.
i look up and see fahad
shako fahad
hatha min wain 6ila3ly.
he looked down at me and smiled.
"deeray balich la t6ee7een, u look like youve seen a ghost shfeech??!" he said
hatha wayid im6ayi7 ilmiyana
"a3arfik?" i said
he looked a little taken a back and embarresed
"no bas i know you, your reems friends, and your faisals friend. so we have those two in common plus they always talk about you" he said.
i cracked a smile.
"faisal talks about you all the time too fahad" i said.
wila chan fahad laughs and looks at somone behind me
"speak of the devil" he said and i started to run when faisal yanked me from behind by my arm.
then he looks at fahad.
faisal o fahad same height.
same broad shoulders.
completely different faces and facial expressions.
"fahad inta shimsawy hnee, you know this isnt the place or time. ana gayilik" faisal whispered in a loud angry voice.
a look of complete birood passed over fahads face. chan yibtisim
"we know them and they know us" fahad whispered.
what the hell???
"will someone tell me whats going on ?" i said.
fahad looked at me with an expression that told me i shouldve kept quiet. min the fear on his face
cuz faisal is going to blow up
and faisal looked at me with angry intense eyes
"you want to know whats going on?!ha?! fahad roo7 yeeb ilsayara" he said and took his car keys from his pocket and threw them over at fahad. fahad caught them bas looked at faisal
"faisal-" he started to say bas faisal gave him a look that stopped him
"LA2" faisal said and fahad walked out of view.
faisal grabbed my arm and yanked dragged me behind him.
we went in the middle of the ma3rath were everything is happeneing.
faisal placed me infront of him meaning my back was to him bas he put both hand on my shoulder and bent down to whisper in my ears from behind
"you wanted to know why i didnt want to bring you here?" he said "just watch"
his breathe tickled my neck and i tried not to shiver
chan faj2a the kuwaiti dj stood up and held the mic
and a group of guys from every corner materialized.
from behind booths, from 9ob ta7t il dj and from al around came into view
the dj spoke"kilikom ithidoon your booths o ti6li3oon ib hido2, in sima3t hal 7achy yi6la3, itshoofoon" he said.
the guys walked over to every booth and every person thats buying
they were holding swiss knives and guns.
one of the guys came over to us and stood infront of me he had a straight face, bas he saw faisal he smiled.
oh my god this is the same guy i heard talking to faisal imsa3
" faisal ma kint mitwa8i3 inik yayib i5tik ma3aak, dereeballik 3alaiha, mako aman il7een, fa 5alik ma3aha. " he said
"inshallah wala yihimik" he said, and they parted ways, faisl turned me around and held my shoulders min jidam, he bent down so that we were eye level
he was treating me like a kid.
his eyes were scary
kan 7ail im3a9ib
"fahamtay laish ana ma kint abeech tiyeen, sim3ay ilkalam, fee consequences to your actions. fe thaman tidfi3eena 7ag a8la6ich, dont let it be your life" he said.
tears came to my eyes cuz i realized something.
"GHIZLAAN DA5il!!!" i shouted.
faisal looked at me with a dissaproving stare, and he looked calm.
"o5ooha wa7id minhom 6ala3ha gabil may 9eer shay, o la2 she doesnt know whats going on" he said.
he bent back and grabbed my arm and we started walking.
the mustang came into view and fahad hopped out.
he looked shocked and went to the passengers seat
faisal got into the drivers seat and i got into the middle seat in the back
faisal started the car and we got out.
we got outside and drove. when we were a safe distance faisal glanced at fahad while driving
"inta maynoon wala 9a7y, fhaid, inta shlon troo7 w int 3arif inna fee gameplan ilyom?" he said.
bas faisal kamal kalam
"ya3ni inta bitdish ma3ahom?" he shouted
fahad sat up straight
"la2 ma kint ba9eer" he shouted and faisal shouted on top of him
"3ayal laish?!!" he shouted.
"ma a3eesh illa mara o dam inna infitha7t--" he started shouting
"ma infitha7t, I TOLD YOU ID TAKE CARE OF IT AND I DID!!" he shouted and pushed the stearing wheel hard
fahad looked at him with sad eyes
"faisal why is it that your way of taking care of it always involves hurting people-" he started in a low voice
"OFCOURSE I HURT THEM BUT ITS BECAUSE THEY HURT YOU, AND YOU DONT DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT" faisal shouted
la7tha why did this sound familiar to me
....
"LA7THA hatha ohwa ilmowthoo3 illy we had a fight about!!!!! ANA SHDA5ALNY ib ILLY GA3D I9EER" i shouted
faj2a kil man sikat.
chan i look at the rearview mirror just in time to seee faisal giving me the shut up look.
fahad looked at faisal
"ee ahya shako maskeena" he said
i looked at faisal
faisal took a deep sigh
"layan i said i was sorry" he said in a low voice
"and i still am " he said and tightened his grip on the stearing will
fahad looked at faisal and smiled in shock
"faisal you never apologize" he said amazed
"yes i do, cham mara ta2asaftlik?" he said
"e bas ana ghair, ana ma3ak min w a7na 7 kinna inseperable" he said.
"la7tha you two knew eachother since you were seven?" i said.
fahad nodded and turned back and smiled at me
"yup, since my dad left" he said.
and faisal stiffened.
the car bilghala6 swerved and i fell 3ala jamb
fahad turned to faisal
"woah are you ok?" he said.
bas faisal wasnt looking at fahad he was looking at me from the rearview with a searching expression in his eyes that confused me
"ya,the wheel just slipped" he said.
and we stayed quiet til we got to fahads place
when fahad got out he got out infront of a large house as big as mine.
i got out too cuz i was planning on interrogating the hell out of faisal
when both of us got out. fahad smiled and said
"yalla ma3asalama layan, its been a pleasure"
i smiled.
"the pleasure is all mine" i said. and got in the car with faisal, bas i saw faisal and fahad look at eachother and fahad wink at faisal.
faisals face turned red, i dont know if he was blushing or if it was red min how mad he was
"tell me everything, start from how you know about what happened tonight and how you know the guys" i said. and turned my whole body around in the seat to look at faisal
he sighed
"the guys you just saw, steal and sell, its called a game plan because they dont actually need the money, its just for fun. " he said
he looked at the road in a calm manner
he didnt glance at me
"what about the innocent people?" i said
"none of them are innocent, all of them have gotten on there bad sides or are there to pay them, some like your cuzin ghizlan are there from a little persuasion from her brother, she doesnt know her brother is using her, just to fill up the place," he said.
he looked at the road in silence, he looked calm bas his hand were gripping the stearing wheel so hard. i thought the wheel was about to break
"faisal im not gonna ask about fahad, because i owe that much to you, if you want i wont even ask why you blamed me" i said and his hands lost tension and he breathed.
" bas ib one condition" i said. and he gave me the first look in the car. he gave me the i hate you look
"ilmofrooth-" he said, then he shut up and thought to himself for a second
"lets hear it" he said.
"you tell me the truth from now on" i said.
"i dont owe you anything" he said.
i looked at him bas i didnt say anything, so i turned to my window
we stayed silent for a few minutes
"how about a bargain" he said. at last
i looked at him suspiciously
"you dont ask me about what happened with fahad, you dont talk about fahad with anyone and by anyone i mean reem. o ba3dain, you listen to me, you understand that i have reasons, and......" he said. a look of sadness quickly came and went.
"you promised you would tell me when youd run away, and you broke that promise. i need you to keep it this time layan" he said.
"and in return, ill answer 10 questions truthfully" he said.
i looked at him in disbelief
"wayid 3alaik ten questions faisal, kil hatha o i only get ten questions?" i said.
"7imday rabich layan" he said,
i thought about it
"ok its a deal" i said
he looked a little surprised but nodded,
we got home and before i got out of the car
"faisal, ee ma giltly how did you find me?! ib hal sur3a" i said.
he looked at me and smiled a wide smile bas it was sarcastic
"four square" he said.
:O
i felt so stupid,
i literally smacked a hand over my head
"that counts as a question layan, you have nine more" he said, before he disapeared into the house,
i got in, and walked to my room.
then i thought better of it, and looked out my window, faisal left to god knows were
so i did something i shouldnt have done
i went to fahads twitter and asked him to call.
my number
my phone vibrated in a matter of seconds
-LAYAN-
i quickly got out of my car and walked into the streets with cook (maria)
i could hear music, we were ib 3arth il ma3arith, and there were many other expos and ma3arith here other than ghizlans.
i found gizlans booth and rushed over to her.
the ma3rath was outside bilail o fee dj, a teenage kuwaiti dj ma3a rab3a.
salamt 3ala ghizlan o lamaitha la2ana 9arly fatra 6iweela mo shayfatha.
she pulled me back and looked at me
"shfeech laylay shaklich mi5tar3a o 3ala a39abich, 7adich alert. hahaha" she said and hugged me again.
"la la ma feeny shay lat5afeen" i said and she cleared a seat next to her for me to sit on,
her co booth owners came by and said hi to me, salimo 3alay o ra7o so they could give me and my cuzin some privacy,
tawni hadait and i started having fun, willa chan faj2a i see someone shooting through the crowd, power walking. o he was walking straight towards me.
waiha bayanli inna ohwa im3a9ib. he stared holes into me. and he looked anything but calm.
min 3yona, min the blackness of his eyes, it couldnt be anyone other than faisal
i stood up in a rush
when suddenly 5 guys came infront of faisal and hugged him and shouted and laughed
"hala hala , shlonik, fa9ool manshoofik" they said. so i ran through the huge ma3rath trying to find a place far enough to escape in when suddenly i bump into a wall of muscle.
i look up and see fahad
shako fahad
hatha min wain 6ila3ly.
he looked down at me and smiled.
"deeray balich la t6ee7een, u look like youve seen a ghost shfeech??!" he said
hatha wayid im6ayi7 ilmiyana
"a3arfik?" i said
he looked a little taken a back and embarresed
"no bas i know you, your reems friends, and your faisals friend. so we have those two in common plus they always talk about you" he said.
i cracked a smile.
"faisal talks about you all the time too fahad" i said.
wila chan fahad laughs and looks at somone behind me
"speak of the devil" he said and i started to run when faisal yanked me from behind by my arm.
then he looks at fahad.
faisal o fahad same height.
same broad shoulders.
completely different faces and facial expressions.
"fahad inta shimsawy hnee, you know this isnt the place or time. ana gayilik" faisal whispered in a loud angry voice.
a look of complete birood passed over fahads face. chan yibtisim
"we know them and they know us" fahad whispered.
what the hell???
"will someone tell me whats going on ?" i said.
fahad looked at me with an expression that told me i shouldve kept quiet. min the fear on his face
cuz faisal is going to blow up
and faisal looked at me with angry intense eyes
"you want to know whats going on?!ha?! fahad roo7 yeeb ilsayara" he said and took his car keys from his pocket and threw them over at fahad. fahad caught them bas looked at faisal
"faisal-" he started to say bas faisal gave him a look that stopped him
"LA2" faisal said and fahad walked out of view.
faisal grabbed my arm and yanked dragged me behind him.
we went in the middle of the ma3rath were everything is happeneing.
faisal placed me infront of him meaning my back was to him bas he put both hand on my shoulder and bent down to whisper in my ears from behind
"you wanted to know why i didnt want to bring you here?" he said "just watch"
his breathe tickled my neck and i tried not to shiver
chan faj2a the kuwaiti dj stood up and held the mic
and a group of guys from every corner materialized.
from behind booths, from 9ob ta7t il dj and from al around came into view
the dj spoke"kilikom ithidoon your booths o ti6li3oon ib hido2, in sima3t hal 7achy yi6la3, itshoofoon" he said.
the guys walked over to every booth and every person thats buying
they were holding swiss knives and guns.
one of the guys came over to us and stood infront of me he had a straight face, bas he saw faisal he smiled.
oh my god this is the same guy i heard talking to faisal imsa3
" faisal ma kint mitwa8i3 inik yayib i5tik ma3aak, dereeballik 3alaiha, mako aman il7een, fa 5alik ma3aha. " he said
"inshallah wala yihimik" he said, and they parted ways, faisl turned me around and held my shoulders min jidam, he bent down so that we were eye level
he was treating me like a kid.
his eyes were scary
kan 7ail im3a9ib
"fahamtay laish ana ma kint abeech tiyeen, sim3ay ilkalam, fee consequences to your actions. fe thaman tidfi3eena 7ag a8la6ich, dont let it be your life" he said.
tears came to my eyes cuz i realized something.
"GHIZLAAN DA5il!!!" i shouted.
faisal looked at me with a dissaproving stare, and he looked calm.
"o5ooha wa7id minhom 6ala3ha gabil may 9eer shay, o la2 she doesnt know whats going on" he said.
he bent back and grabbed my arm and we started walking.
the mustang came into view and fahad hopped out.
he looked shocked and went to the passengers seat
faisal got into the drivers seat and i got into the middle seat in the back
faisal started the car and we got out.
we got outside and drove. when we were a safe distance faisal glanced at fahad while driving
"inta maynoon wala 9a7y, fhaid, inta shlon troo7 w int 3arif inna fee gameplan ilyom?" he said.
bas faisal kamal kalam
"ya3ni inta bitdish ma3ahom?" he shouted
fahad sat up straight
"la2 ma kint ba9eer" he shouted and faisal shouted on top of him
"3ayal laish?!!" he shouted.
"ma a3eesh illa mara o dam inna infitha7t--" he started shouting
"ma infitha7t, I TOLD YOU ID TAKE CARE OF IT AND I DID!!" he shouted and pushed the stearing wheel hard
fahad looked at him with sad eyes
"faisal why is it that your way of taking care of it always involves hurting people-" he started in a low voice
"OFCOURSE I HURT THEM BUT ITS BECAUSE THEY HURT YOU, AND YOU DONT DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT" faisal shouted
la7tha why did this sound familiar to me
....
"LA7THA hatha ohwa ilmowthoo3 illy we had a fight about!!!!! ANA SHDA5ALNY ib ILLY GA3D I9EER" i shouted
faj2a kil man sikat.
chan i look at the rearview mirror just in time to seee faisal giving me the shut up look.
fahad looked at faisal
"ee ahya shako maskeena" he said
i looked at faisal
faisal took a deep sigh
"layan i said i was sorry" he said in a low voice
"and i still am " he said and tightened his grip on the stearing will
fahad looked at faisal and smiled in shock
"faisal you never apologize" he said amazed
"yes i do, cham mara ta2asaftlik?" he said
"e bas ana ghair, ana ma3ak min w a7na 7 kinna inseperable" he said.
"la7tha you two knew eachother since you were seven?" i said.
fahad nodded and turned back and smiled at me
"yup, since my dad left" he said.
and faisal stiffened.
the car bilghala6 swerved and i fell 3ala jamb
fahad turned to faisal
"woah are you ok?" he said.
bas faisal wasnt looking at fahad he was looking at me from the rearview with a searching expression in his eyes that confused me
"ya,the wheel just slipped" he said.
and we stayed quiet til we got to fahads place
when fahad got out he got out infront of a large house as big as mine.
i got out too cuz i was planning on interrogating the hell out of faisal
when both of us got out. fahad smiled and said
"yalla ma3asalama layan, its been a pleasure"
i smiled.
"the pleasure is all mine" i said. and got in the car with faisal, bas i saw faisal and fahad look at eachother and fahad wink at faisal.
faisals face turned red, i dont know if he was blushing or if it was red min how mad he was
"tell me everything, start from how you know about what happened tonight and how you know the guys" i said. and turned my whole body around in the seat to look at faisal
he sighed
"the guys you just saw, steal and sell, its called a game plan because they dont actually need the money, its just for fun. " he said
he looked at the road in a calm manner
he didnt glance at me
"what about the innocent people?" i said
"none of them are innocent, all of them have gotten on there bad sides or are there to pay them, some like your cuzin ghizlan are there from a little persuasion from her brother, she doesnt know her brother is using her, just to fill up the place," he said.
he looked at the road in silence, he looked calm bas his hand were gripping the stearing wheel so hard. i thought the wheel was about to break
"faisal im not gonna ask about fahad, because i owe that much to you, if you want i wont even ask why you blamed me" i said and his hands lost tension and he breathed.
" bas ib one condition" i said. and he gave me the first look in the car. he gave me the i hate you look
"ilmofrooth-" he said, then he shut up and thought to himself for a second
"lets hear it" he said.
"you tell me the truth from now on" i said.
"i dont owe you anything" he said.
i looked at him bas i didnt say anything, so i turned to my window
we stayed silent for a few minutes
"how about a bargain" he said. at last
i looked at him suspiciously
"you dont ask me about what happened with fahad, you dont talk about fahad with anyone and by anyone i mean reem. o ba3dain, you listen to me, you understand that i have reasons, and......" he said. a look of sadness quickly came and went.
"you promised you would tell me when youd run away, and you broke that promise. i need you to keep it this time layan" he said.
"and in return, ill answer 10 questions truthfully" he said.
i looked at him in disbelief
"wayid 3alaik ten questions faisal, kil hatha o i only get ten questions?" i said.
"7imday rabich layan" he said,
i thought about it
"ok its a deal" i said
he looked a little surprised but nodded,
we got home and before i got out of the car
"faisal, ee ma giltly how did you find me?! ib hal sur3a" i said.
he looked at me and smiled a wide smile bas it was sarcastic
"four square" he said.
:O
i felt so stupid,
i literally smacked a hand over my head
"that counts as a question layan, you have nine more" he said, before he disapeared into the house,
i got in, and walked to my room.
then i thought better of it, and looked out my window, faisal left to god knows were
so i did something i shouldnt have done
i went to fahads twitter and asked him to call.
my number
my phone vibrated in a matter of seconds
maarrrraaa 7elwwaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! do you have a twitter account ? - la t6wlon we need the next chapter :( please! -A
ردحذفA: yes we have a twitter account i posted the post about twitter 3alashanich ;D
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