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A month later.
The sound of my phone vibrating against the wooden side
table made its way to my eardrums waking me up from my slumber. I moaned in
annoyance and reached out to my side table having only one eye open peeking for
the sun was too bright for my eyes. Just seeing his name across my screen made
my jump into a seated position onto my bed with eyes wide open and my heart
skip a beat.
“Hii” I whispered through the phone.
“Heyy wainich?” he groaned.
“Shfeek? I just woke up” I stretched my left arm that was
unoccupied.
“Its 8AM” I mentally punched myself countless times for
forgetting to set up my alarm, ah-gain.
“I’m so sorry I forgot to set up the alarm I think I
accidently put it on PM instead of AM and I just..” I kept rambling through
words trying to make sense.
“Calm down 3adii ban6rich” he chuckled.
“Bucks?”
“La t3ali t7t”
“Wait you’re downstairs” i shrieked.
“Eh 9arli sa3a na6rich tgomeen”
“Sorry sorry sorry give me 30 minutes and I’ll be ready”
“10” I could feel him give me that scary glare.
“20?” I tried the most innocent angelic voice possible.
“15 minutes sharp not any later” he said strictly.
“inshallah yala ciao”
and I did shower within 7 minutes which gave me 8 minutes to
blow dry my hair lightly and put it up in a high messy bun, wear my high-waist
denim pants and a cropped black shirt that had the word “LOVE” in big white
writing (that didn’t show my stomach really since my pants were high enough)
and last but not least some mascara and nude lipstick. I quickly grabbed my phone
off the charger and my MUI MUI clutch and sprinted down to the elevator and
down to my knight in shinning armor.
Just when I was about to greet him he gave me his famous death
stare.
“Maryam” he said through gritted teeth which made a light
gasp escape my lips.
“Yeah?” all he did was point on my shirt.
“My pants cover my stomach! Nothing shows really!” I said
quickly before that glare makes me faint with fear.
“If you lift your hands I assure you, youre entire stomach
will show” he crossed his arms.
“But I wont!” I protested.
“Maryam” he pointed upstairs with a glare.
“Fine” I puffed and dragged my feet back to the elevator, I
heard him giggle though, I could be imagining, he can truly be hard headed
sometimes.
I came back down wearing a kimono like eggplant purple loose
cover up and a thin belt to keep it secure and not show my ‘stomach’ as MR
M7AMMED claims it will.
“Better?” I smiled tightly at him, he laughed.
“Much better” as he took my hands into his and intertwined
our fingers.
“You know its because I’m jealous of other people seeing
what is mine right?” I bit my lower lip and looked down at the ground as my
cheeks flushed into a color of bright red, who said I need blusher when I have
him in my life? Said by the famous hind herself. For an entire month, as each
day progressed we got closer, inseparable and as each day progressed I fell
deeper inlove with him and it scared me a little, I was simply falling too deep
and I was afraid of getting hurt and getting stuck in that hole I made my self.
…..
Hinds point of view:
I woke up with a headache, yesterdays sisters night outs
conversations replayed in my head for the millionth time causing me to wince in
pain for my head is now throbbing even more. I still couldn’t believe sara,
what were the odds! A9lan bainhm wayd its not even considerable, I kept
repeating in my head but who was I fooling? Grandma and Grandpa’s age
difference was almost 10 years!
* Flashback *
Sara and I were getting our popcorn, getting ready to go to
the cinema but we still had a few minutes before the movie started.
We settled down and she went right at it.
“Bagolich hind and I don’t want you to look at me like im
some lunatic” I looked back at her with the ‘go on’ look.
“I don’t know how to say this” her cheeks went into a light
shade of baby pink.
“3adi goly its only me” I placed my hand onto her shoulder
to make her feel at ease.
“Its 3bdulla I think I have this major crush on him” she
giggled and my hands just dropped, so did my jaw and last but not surely not
least, my heart.
“Shfeech I thought you’d be happy for me” she stared back
into my eyes widely, I felt all the blood escape my face for now I was
completely and utterly pale.
“I don’t mean to be a buzz kill saro bs like there’s a gap
on the age difference, one that’s a little too big?” I looked at her with
desperation, hoping she’d miraculously change her mind.
“I don’t care about the age, I like how he cares for meme, I
hope that one day he’d care for me that way” she smiled perkily.
I snapped out of the painful memory and decided to get out
of bed and took a warm shower to clear my mind from any further imaginations of
the future.
…..
No ones point of view:
He ushered her to the room with force.
“What the hell did you do ?” he said through gritted teeth.
“I did what we planned on” she grinned.
“I open up to you and joke about it! I wasn’t serious! You
have just caused serious damage, now she’ll never talk to me again” he let go
of her arm and let out a sigh as he stared at the ceramic ground feeling
helpless with his thoughts crashing through his mind.
“I thought you wanted me to tell her to see how she reacts”
she replied softly with fear of his next reaction.
“I wasn’t serious, now she’ll never see me that way after
what you told her” he whispered back with grief filling his voice.
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