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listen to : one direction - better than words








layan:







i sighed.

i didn't like seeing faisal so stressed out.


he and i were in the airport. we changed the plane twice.

so by the time dashayna through ilpassports, i started to notice just how tired he actually was.

faisal may seem cool bas you can tell from his thick stubble and sleep deprived eyes that he hasn't had a good nights sleep in some time.

id say he slept for 3 hours last night, but i was too busy passed out to find out.

and then i felt his hand slip in mine

faisal didn't look at me when he held my hand. he wasn't comfortable with his feelings yet and its really new for him to express anything other than hate or annoyance towards anyone other than fahad.

but that didn't stop me from looking at him

faisal acted like he didn't notice a thing

faisal:" layan, tabeen pinkberry?" he asks quietly

this was my fail expression -----> :O

" you hate pink berry" i said a bit shocked.

he glanced at me and gave me a small smile

faisal:" bas intay t7ibeena"

it was the way he said it.

it may seem to any normal person just walking by.

like a stupid conversation  about froyo. but to me it meant the world

me:" how bout a strabucks?" i ask him

he doesn't notice my change in nature but shrugs and turns to walk to starbucks.

we hold hands as we walk and i just enjoy the fact that faisal is here, with me.

 i know its not much of a honeymoon, chasing my long lost brother.

but a place is just a place, and the only thing that mattered was faisal.. here with me.

we buy ourselves a drink and i steal his and give him mine at one point. he just gives it to me without a fight. he's that tired.

when we board the plane i go to help him carry one of the handbags but he just takes it from me, and when i protest, he gives me a look.

we sit in business class. faisal gets the window seat and i get the  isle one.

we sit down- ingool do3a2 ilrikoob- then we take off.

faisal:" I'm sorry i never told you about fahad " he says sounding as if he was holding this in for the past day.

he doesn't look at me. he looks out the window

me:" not your fault faisal, and it wasn't your secret to tell" i said and then took his hand.

he tried to pull back but i held it tight.

me:" you really hate yourself don't you?" i say in a humorous voice, though it isn't funny its still true, and its so faisal

faisal:" would you like me if you were me?" he asks and looks at me

me:" i love every inch of you faisal. you don't like yourself because of what your dad and mine did to you. but thats not you. your an amazing, and incredibly loyal person. if you weren't a good person you wouldn't have travelled half the world to get your best friend back. no, you'd probably be back at the garage polishing your bike" i say.

and he coughs. but i can tell that he was hiding a laugh

me:" and if you don't love yourself today then don't worry faisal. ill love you so much that you'll have no choice but to see how amazing and loveable you really are, and you'll learn to love yourself too"

he looks a bit shocked. but then he slowly smiles. and that smile spreads into a huge wide grin that lit up my entire universe

faisal:" maybe I'm too busy loving you to love myself" he says and pretend hair flips

i laugh out loud.

we both laugh at our silliness

fasial:" ana shak inna intay 7a6aytay shay ib gahwity,  hathy 7arakat a7medo mo ana" he says
me:" nafs il 3irj" i say
and we laugh some more. we try to quiet each other down but end up nose to nose.

faisal:" i promise when this is all over, ill take you on a real vacation. just you and me ok?" he says and looks at me hopefully. he is still bent and we are nose to nose.

me:" ok " i say then pull out my pinky " pinky promise?" i ask grinning childishly at him.

but he looks at me seriously then wraps my finger in his and says " pinky promise"

then for a moment i think the world stopped.

because then,



 for a split second, he kissed me.