Chapter 26

Hello:) This is the second day of marathons, so that means I am going to be posting only one chapter today. This is because the story is almost finished, only around 5 chapters, and I don't want it to end so quickly!

 I'm going to be doing another story after Wonderwall ends, and I wall start it after Ramadhan. Not going to say anything about it yet, just that it's going to be something you're all not expecting. I'm super excited to start doing the story, I am constantly thinking about it, and I can't want to start it! It will be 100% fiction.


Enjoy!

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As soon as the words left my lips, I pushed pass her, making my way to the G - class.


I found Yousef inside, staring out the tinted window.


''Hey.'' I said cautiously.

''Hi Sara.'' He replied, turning to face me.


He was about to say something when Fahad got into the car.


I sighed, leaning back in my seat, digesting everything that happened today.


When we got home, I went straight up to my room, not bothering to eat anything. I took off my uniform, sprawling it all over my room, and changed into green Free City sweatpants and a D&G white tank top.
I let my hair down, and crawled into bed with my iPod.


I listened to music for the rest of the day, until eventually I fell asleep.


I woke up, feeling well rested. Then I remembered everything that happened today.


That's why I love sleep. It's that only time where you can forget everything and just relax. No worries, no heart ache, no confusion, no pain, just sleep.


I rolled out of bed, walking downstairs. I went to the dining room, where I found Maria.


''Sara, Fahad and Aziz go out, chef make dinner for you and Amal, and Yousef go to room.'' She said, and walked out.


I sighed, sitting down alone, and ate my dinner.


I thought about Yousef. I knew we couldn't keep acting like this.


After I ate, I went upstairs and knocked on Yousef's door.


''Come in.'' I heard his groggy voice call out.


I slowly opened the door, seeing Yousef lying on the mahogany framed bed, in grey sweats and a white v neck tee shirt. He turned to me, his eyes widening in surprise.


''Hey.'' I slowly said, closing the door behind me.

''Hi.'' He said, sitting up to face me.

''Can we talk?''


He nodded, patting the empty space next to him. I walked over, turning to face him.


''Sara, I'm sorry. I know that I overreacted about Hussain and I know that it was wrong for me to say that.'' He quickly said.

''It's okay. I'm sorry if it upset you, I won't do the art project if you don't want me to.''

''No, you should do it. I know how happy it would make you.'' He smiled.

''Really?''

''Really.''

''Yousef, you know that I love you right? And no one could ever make me change my mind.'' I said, taking his hand in mine.

''I know, Sara. I love you too.''

''So are we okay now?'' I laughed.

''Yeah.'' He smiled.

I got up and gave him a nice, long hug, then went back to my room, falling into a deep, worry free sleep.


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I left Social Studies class, glad that it was finally Thursday.


Things with Yousef were going amazingly, and me and Hussain were already working on the project. Once or twice a week, I would skip class with him, and go to the roof. Sometimes Hashem and Sultan would come along too. It was nice, just sitting and relaxing, not having to worry about anything.


I decided that today was going to be the day that I talked to Jana. I gave her 3 days to sweat. She stopped talking to Hussain, and she wouldn't dare to talk to me or any of our friends. I had told all of my friends, except Omar. I couldn't stand being the one to break his heart. It would kill me.


It was break, which meant Jana was probably in the lunch room, eating with this girl from her french class, Lujain. I walked up to their usual table, a fake smile plastered on my face.


''Hey Jana! Can we talk?'' I said sweetly.

''Um, sure.'' She gave Lujain a look, then followed me out of the lunch room.


As soon as we were out of sight, I gave her a cold look.


''Look, Jana. I know about your little conversations with Hussain. And I know exactly what you said. You are such a horrible person. What the hell are you doing? You are not the Jana I knew when we were in first grade. How could you do this? To me? To Omar?! You make me sick. Oh and I'm the bitch? Honey, take a good look at yourself.''


''Sara, back the fuck off. And yes, you are a bitch, just like Ghalia, Shoug, Lulu, and Amal. I've found better friends anyway.'' She said.


''Oh really? Well then, have a good life being a slut.'' I said simply, giving her a big fake smile, and walked away, leaving her speechless.


I sighed, going up the stairs to my locker. I was about to turn the corner when I saw someone I never expected to see.


Rama.

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