Sunday, July 29, 2012

Chapter 22

Welcome back, readers :). So I'm going to be doing a marathon pretty soon, probably starting on the next chapter.
  
  I'm going to try something new with this marathon, so I'll be typing all of the chapters first (I'll start typing them after I finish this chapter) then posting them 30 minutes apart, that way there's less waiting:p 


  This chapter is dedicated to @vieblogue and @typicalblog, because they both recently celebrated their birthdays:p so Happy Birthday to both of them! :D


Enjoy:*

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 We pulled away from the driveway, and began to drive towards my house. I sighed, leaning back on the tan leather seat, my stomach accusingly rumbling, demanding food. 


''Want to go get some food?'' Yousef said, biting his lip to keep from laughing. 

''Yes please.'' I shyly said.

''What do you have in mind?'' He asked.

''How about McDonalds?'' I said casually, trying to ignore my grumbling stomach. 


He switched lanes, and headed towards the McDonalds.


I smiled, and relaxed, enjoying the peaceful silence. I rested my hands at my side, and looked out at the beach. There were families having picnics, all sitting on the sand.


My eyes caught one family in particular. There was a woman playfully chasing her two children around, while her husband was laughing and preparing the food. They all went to eat, the mother sitting beside her husband. I saw them both look at each other for a second. They both stared into each other's eyes, and had huge smiles plastered on their faces.


They looked so in love.


I wondered if that was going to be me and Yousef 10 years from now. Still in love. I probably sound like such a typical girl, but I just couldn't help it. I turned to see Yousef's gaze on me, his mouth forming a huge smile. I felt his hand slip into mine, and I instantly turned red.


The light turned green, and the car sped off, leaving the family behind.


5 minutes later, we arrived to Mcdonalds.


I got out of the car, and headed inside, my stomach growling. We went to the counter, and was greeted by a young Filipino man. ''Hello welcome to Mcdonalds may I take your order?''


''I'll have one big mac and medium fries, with pepsi please.'' Yousef said, and turned to me. ''And for my beautiful girl?''

''One chicken burger, and a diet pepsi, please.'' I said, giggling.


We got our order, and sat down at one of the tables. We ate, and talked about our day.


''I don't know, I'm still pretty stressed about school. I don't wanna deal with everyone's questions.'' I sighed, finishing the last bite of my chicken burger.


''Sara, I'm sure it'll be fine.'' He laughed, eating the last of his fries.


''Are you finished?'' He said, wiping his mouth with a napkin.


''Yeah, lets go.'' I smiled, taking my diet coke.


We went to order three cheeseburgers for Aziz, Fahad, and Amal, then went outside to the car.


the parking lot was pretty empty, since it was 4, and everyone was at home. I got in the car, putting the bag with the burgers in the backseat.


I turned around to find Yousef gazing at me with a smirk plastered on his face.


''What?'' I laughed and turned to face him, trying not to blush.


He leaned over towards me, and I could smell his Lacoste perfume clinging to his shirt. He wrapped one arm around my waist, making me unable to move. I opened my mouth to say something, but no sound came out. He leaned forward, his face inches from mine. My mind was screaming, my heart beating a million miles an hour. I felt his hot breath brush against my cheek, sending chills down my spine. He leaned over to my ear, to whisper something.


''You forgot your seat belt.'' He said, leaning back to his seat with a smug smirk.


I breathed out and clicked my seat belt on, my cheeks turning a bright red. 


''I make you so nervous.'' He said as we pulled out of the driveway.


''You do not.'' I answered, smoothing out my shirt.


''You know I do. You can't help but always get nervous around me, and you turn as red as a tomato.'' He laughed, pressing the accelerator.


''Okay fine, maybe a little.'' I gave in.

''What can I say? I'm a charmer.'' He said, popping his non existent collar.

''Shut up.'' I laughed, hitting him lightly in the arm.


We pulled up to the empty house, and walked inside. I dumped my bag by the stairs, and sat down in the living room.


For the rest of the day, we talked and hung out.


at 5:30, I realized that I hadn't gotten a call from my father.


He should have landed already.


''Sara, calm down! He's probably having such a good time, don't bother him.'' I said to myself.


I shook off the feeling, and grabbed two sodas from the fridge. I went back into the living room, where Yousef was sitting, watching a football game.


I sat next to him, crossing my legs on the couch. He looked at me and smiled, then turned his attention back to the television, and I handed him his soda.


he slid his empty hand in mine, and I leaned my head on his shoulder. I kept up with the game, watching as the players ran across the field, chasing the football.


At the end of the day, I decided that I should go to sleep, since I had school the next day.


I went upstairs, and went to my room. Yousef was downstairs with Fahad and Aziz, and Amal had already gone to sleep.


I took a shower, then changed into sweat pants and a tank top. I brushed my teeth, and put my hair into a messy bun.


I plugged my phone in to charge, and blasted my air conditioning.


I was about to climb into bed, when I heard a knock on my door.


I walked over to the door and opened it, seeing Yousef standing there.


He lightly grabbed my arm, pulling me out into the hallway.


He leaned over to me, and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek.


''Good night, Sara.''

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