Hello, wonderful readers! Now the story is starting to develop, and lots of surprises to come!
Amal has a boyfriend?
Enjoy:D
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Shit.
She was wearing a short skirt, her knees visible, and a tight, low cut shirt, paired with the highest high heels I have ever seen in my entire life. Her red colored lips stretched into a wide venomous smile. Yousef turned around and saw her, his jaw dropping. ''Hello, Yousef.'' She purred in a flirty voice. ''Um, hello Rama.'' He said, slowly leaning away from her in his chair.
Rama glared at me and flipped her long black hair, turning her self to face Yousef. ''So long time no talk! We should hang out!'' She said, putting her hand on the table and twirling her hair with her long, red fingernails. Clearly, she was trying to flirt with him. ''Actually, I'm busy, forever. But um thanks.'' He said, trying to make up an excuse, and eyeing her clothes in disgust.
''Hi, Rama'' I smirked, giving her an up and down look, shaking my head. Yousef gave me a thankful glance, and I turned my head back to Rama. ''Where are your friends? Did they decide to stop acting like sluts?'' I said, my voice as cold as ice. She opened her mouth to speak, but I interrupted her. ''You know, there's these really cool things called clothes, maybe you should wear them sometime.'' I said and stood up, towering over her. I gave her a look that said ''you should leave'' and she slowly backed away. She gave a little wave to Yousef and quickly walked away. I sat back down and looked at Yousef.
''That was sexy.'' He said once she walked out of ear shot and we both burst out laughing. I took out all my anger towards Rama. My mind felt lighter, as if I had just let go of an 100 pound bag. I sighed and turned to see the waiter walking towards us with the food. ''Thank you'' I smiled, and started eating. Me and Yousef talked for the rest of lunch. ''So, Rama clearly likes you. But do you like anyone?'' I teased, taking a sip from my diet Pepsi. He looked up at me from his food, and gave me a weird smile. ''If I told you, will you tell me who you like?'' He smirked. ''Deal.'' I said, awaiting his answer.
''No one, really. I know there's a girl out there for me, but I guess I haven't met her yet.'' He said, and took a sip of his water. ''I used to like Rama, back in year 7. Then I found out how she would flirt with random guys and it just made me not like her anymore.'' He added, smiling at me and showing his pearly white teeth. ''What about you?'' He asked, waiting for my response. ''No one, really, I think I'll just settle with dying alone as a crazy cat lady.'' I joked, making him laugh. For the rest of lunch, we just told lame jokes to each other and talked about how amazing summer has been.
He paid and we left the restaurant, walking around, looking at the different stores. I loved how my necklace sparkled in the light. I got a call from my father, saying that he'll be home later tonight. Just more time to spend with Yousef. His father was with mine, so that meant we just had the rest of the day to ourselves. But I felt something was up. Why was my father making excuses about coming home later and later? I brushed it off, ignoring the feeling. I needed to start being more optimistic, and stop assuming the worst in situations.
I sighed and turned my attention back to a grinning Yousef. ''I promised Turki, Omar, and Faris that they could come over my house today, you can come if you want'' He said. ''You can even invite your friends too.'' He said with a sly smile. He knew that Turki, Omar, and Faris were in love with Ghalia, Jana, and Shoug. ''That would be perfect'' I said, and we went back to the car. As Yousef unlocked the doors, I casually grabbed the keys from his hand. ''Hey!'' he said, trying to grab the keys back. ''I'll drive.'' I said, my hands itching to take hold of the steering wheel. He sighed and gave up, getting in the passengers seat. I quickly bbmed Amal and told her I would be at Yousef's, and she replied, saying that Lulu was over and they were hanging out. ''Please, just don't get us killed.'' He teased, and put on his seat belt. I was a pretty good driver, but this was a Porshe. I put the car's top down, and stepped on the gas, loving the feeling of the wind in my hair, and the breeze of the warm weather, making me feel alive.
''Shway Shway'' Yousef choked out, trying to force me to slow down, slightly hugging his seat belt. We reached my house and I quickly went upstairs to change. I put on some high waisted jeans and a tucked in loose spaghetti strapped tank top that said ''Live Fast, Die Young, Bad Girls Do It Well'', a shirt my friends got me as a joke, because that used to my favorite song ever. I wore a black blazer, straightened my hair and slipped on some black gladiator sandals. I was downstairs in 20 minutes, and I found Yousef in one of the living rooms, watching television. ''You look wonderful'' He said and I giggled, feeling my cheeks get hot.
Yousef is the perfect gentleman and loved that about him. He always knew the right thing to say to make my heart melt. I always questioned if Yousef liked me, but just shook it off. I always forbade my self from ever thinking about that. I never asked myself if I liked him. I just went with my gut and told myself never to think about that.
We walked back to the car when I remembered I wanted to bring some video games along. Yes, I am a huge video game fan, despite being a total girly girl. Yousef was about to open the door to the duwaniya when I stopped him when I heard two voices talking, It sounded like Amal on the phone with someone, but the voice was too deep to be a guy. I put my ear on the door and listened quietly.
I looked at Yousef in awe, and he just leaned against the door, trying to listen intently to the phone conversation. Amal had her phone on speaker, so we could here the other person pretty clearly.
''Aww, I love you, Jassim!'' She said in a flirty voice.
''Me too, my love.'' He said back.
Amal has a boyfriend?
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