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FAHAD


i knew from the moment i walked into this stupid club that i wanted to turn right back around and head home.

the only reason i stayed, was because i didn't trust a7med to take care of himself. at all.


the guy saw every single celebrity crush he had. he had them all in one room and he was fan girling on me.

a7med: " AAAAAAAAAA MEGAN FOOOOX. I FRIGGIN LOVE YOU" he said while holding my arm to support himself from not falling.

i didn't move a muscle.

me:" a7med i don't think this is healthy for you. o fashaltna. int a5as min ilbint illy 6a7at ghashana minaak" i said and pointed at three girls surrounding a passed out girl.

a7med:" ee la2ana ohma shafow johnny depp. int shfeek ma 3indik 3yoon?!" he asked looking pissed.

i just wanted to get this over with this so i could go home and wait out my throbbing headache. ya, sunburns were a bitch.

i walked to the barstool at the edge of the bar and the bartender walked over to me.

bartender: " what can i get you?"

me:" water. with ice" i say putting my head on the cold bar table.

bartender: " rough night?"

me: " chya" i say my voice muffled and laugh into the table.

bartender: " someone sent this fir you" he said and i looked up alert and watched as he slipped a white envelope on the desk.


i took it hesitantly and opened it.

look behind you


it said and i slowly turned...

to see a cross armed gigantic red eyed faisal standing right there.