second one! honestly not sure how many chapters this is going to be, but I can assure you they'll all be great! well, I hope. The rest of the chapters will be posted on saturday!
This chapter is for one of my lovely readers @fa6my1612! Sweetest person ever :D! x
ENJOY!
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We both climbed into Yousef's Jeep, and I was still hoping that my father would even come tomorrow.
''Hey, Sara.'' He grinned, staring at me.
''Hey.'' I laughed.
''You know I exist, right?'' Amal said, annoyance in her tone.
''Wow Amal oh my gosh hi hello good afternoon how are you. You're looking very nice today how was school!'' Yousef said quickly, mocking Amal.
I laughed, and we drove off to 360, and went to B+F, where we were greeted by 10 other people, all jumping up and down and waving. My eyes locked on Hussain's for a second, and I don't think I've ever seen him happier.
We all rushed inside, people's jaws dropping at the 13 of us, all giggling and talking. We all sat down at the biggest table, Amal next to Jassim, Ghalia next to Shoug, Shoug next to Faris, Omar next to Sultan, Sultan next to Ali, Ali next to Lulu, Lulu next to Yousef, and I was in between Yousef and Hussain. I couldn't help but think that there was supposed to be another chair, squished right next to Shoug and Ghalia. But I quickly shook the feeling off, reminding myself why she wasn't here.
We took at least 200 pictures, ate, and laughed about everything. Everyone congratulated me and Hussain, and I couldn't be happier.
*
We all left 360 and were now all crammed in the black Tahoe. 99.7 was blasting, and my driver had an annoyed look on his face. Part Of Me by Katy Perry came on, and all of the girls in the car instantly started screaming the lyrics out. We were all headed to my Shalieh for the week, and I couldn't wait. Hussain, Sultan, and Hashim were fitting in wonderfully, and they were all talking to Omar and Faris about football.
when we arrived to the shaleih, We all rushed out of the car, running to take our bags and rush inside. My shaleih is modern-looking, right in front of the sea with big trees surrounding it. I went inside, smelling the familiar scent of the sea. There were 3 wings in the house: one for the boys, one for the girls, and another for my parents. I went to the largest bedroom in the girl's wing, where there were 5 large matresses on the floor. I set my bag down, slipped off my shoes, and went back downstairs, finding everyone sitting in the living room, deciding on what to do.
We were the only ones in the house, besides the driver and two maids. All of our parents were coming tomorrow for a huge lunch, but for now it was just us. We all decided on watching all of the Harry Potter movies, and settled on the couches with popcorn.
It was about half way through the second movie, I felt Yousef nudge me on the shoulder.
''Come on.'' he whispered, getting up. I silently followed him, wondering what this was all about. It was already 1, where could he be going?
I followed him out the house, and we were both walking down the beach, holding hands. We had been walking for about 5 minutes, when suddenly he stopped. I could hear the waves crashing on the shore, and I could feel the cool breeze of the wind brushing against my cheeks.
''Sara?'' He said quietly, looking at me with a big grin on his face.
''What?'' I laughed, my cheeks reddening in embarrassment.
''I love you.'' He laughed, sitting down.
We sat there talking about everything. From school to friends to jokes, and then more serious things like our mothers. We told each other all of our worries and fears and happieness and everything that was on our minds. By the time we were done, it was already 4am.
I saw him reach into his pocket, getting out a pack of cigarettes. He took one out, placing it on his lips and lighting it up.
''I tought you said you quit!'' I screeched, taking the cigarette from his lips.
''No, I said I would try to quit.'' He said, smirking at me and taking it back.
''How would you feel if I started smoking again?'' I chalanged, taking it back.
''Sara, that's different.'' He sighed, turning to face me.
''How?''
''I wouldn't let you anyway. And besides, you're not like that anymore. You wouldn't do it.'' He chuckled, taking a long drag. He blew out, and I could see the faint outline of smoke dancing in the air.
''Lets see about that.'' I said, snatching it back.
I had been dying for one. It was like a breath of fresh air, ironically. I loved the lightness of it, how I felt so much better about everything after one. It's so weird how something so horrible for you can feel so amazing. It hurts you, but at the same time makes you feel better. Like burning and treating a wound at the same time.
I put it to my lips, inhaling. I instantly felt a surge in my brain, and my shoulders relaxed as I blew out the smoke.
''Sara, don't.'' Yousef whined.
I laughed at his tone, and gave him a look. He's not exactly the best person to decide if I should smoke or not.
''When you quit, I quit. Deal?'' I laughed, watching him take out another cigarette and lighting it.
''Deal.'' He agreed, and we pinky promised, just like we used to do when we were kids.
We kept talking, and even stayed on the beach to watch the sunrise. we both layed down, watching the sky turn red. I closed my eyes, and soon I was fast asleep.
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This chapter is for one of my lovely readers @fa6my1612! Sweetest person ever :D! x
ENJOY!
-
We both climbed into Yousef's Jeep, and I was still hoping that my father would even come tomorrow.
''Hey, Sara.'' He grinned, staring at me.
''Hey.'' I laughed.
''You know I exist, right?'' Amal said, annoyance in her tone.
''Wow Amal oh my gosh hi hello good afternoon how are you. You're looking very nice today how was school!'' Yousef said quickly, mocking Amal.
I laughed, and we drove off to 360, and went to B+F, where we were greeted by 10 other people, all jumping up and down and waving. My eyes locked on Hussain's for a second, and I don't think I've ever seen him happier.
We all rushed inside, people's jaws dropping at the 13 of us, all giggling and talking. We all sat down at the biggest table, Amal next to Jassim, Ghalia next to Shoug, Shoug next to Faris, Omar next to Sultan, Sultan next to Ali, Ali next to Lulu, Lulu next to Yousef, and I was in between Yousef and Hussain. I couldn't help but think that there was supposed to be another chair, squished right next to Shoug and Ghalia. But I quickly shook the feeling off, reminding myself why she wasn't here.
We took at least 200 pictures, ate, and laughed about everything. Everyone congratulated me and Hussain, and I couldn't be happier.
*
We all left 360 and were now all crammed in the black Tahoe. 99.7 was blasting, and my driver had an annoyed look on his face. Part Of Me by Katy Perry came on, and all of the girls in the car instantly started screaming the lyrics out. We were all headed to my Shalieh for the week, and I couldn't wait. Hussain, Sultan, and Hashim were fitting in wonderfully, and they were all talking to Omar and Faris about football.
when we arrived to the shaleih, We all rushed out of the car, running to take our bags and rush inside. My shaleih is modern-looking, right in front of the sea with big trees surrounding it. I went inside, smelling the familiar scent of the sea. There were 3 wings in the house: one for the boys, one for the girls, and another for my parents. I went to the largest bedroom in the girl's wing, where there were 5 large matresses on the floor. I set my bag down, slipped off my shoes, and went back downstairs, finding everyone sitting in the living room, deciding on what to do.
We were the only ones in the house, besides the driver and two maids. All of our parents were coming tomorrow for a huge lunch, but for now it was just us. We all decided on watching all of the Harry Potter movies, and settled on the couches with popcorn.
It was about half way through the second movie, I felt Yousef nudge me on the shoulder.
''Come on.'' he whispered, getting up. I silently followed him, wondering what this was all about. It was already 1, where could he be going?
I followed him out the house, and we were both walking down the beach, holding hands. We had been walking for about 5 minutes, when suddenly he stopped. I could hear the waves crashing on the shore, and I could feel the cool breeze of the wind brushing against my cheeks.
''Sara?'' He said quietly, looking at me with a big grin on his face.
''What?'' I laughed, my cheeks reddening in embarrassment.
''I love you.'' He laughed, sitting down.
We sat there talking about everything. From school to friends to jokes, and then more serious things like our mothers. We told each other all of our worries and fears and happieness and everything that was on our minds. By the time we were done, it was already 4am.
I saw him reach into his pocket, getting out a pack of cigarettes. He took one out, placing it on his lips and lighting it up.
''I tought you said you quit!'' I screeched, taking the cigarette from his lips.
''No, I said I would try to quit.'' He said, smirking at me and taking it back.
''How would you feel if I started smoking again?'' I chalanged, taking it back.
''Sara, that's different.'' He sighed, turning to face me.
''How?''
''I wouldn't let you anyway. And besides, you're not like that anymore. You wouldn't do it.'' He chuckled, taking a long drag. He blew out, and I could see the faint outline of smoke dancing in the air.
''Lets see about that.'' I said, snatching it back.
I had been dying for one. It was like a breath of fresh air, ironically. I loved the lightness of it, how I felt so much better about everything after one. It's so weird how something so horrible for you can feel so amazing. It hurts you, but at the same time makes you feel better. Like burning and treating a wound at the same time.
I put it to my lips, inhaling. I instantly felt a surge in my brain, and my shoulders relaxed as I blew out the smoke.
''Sara, don't.'' Yousef whined.
I laughed at his tone, and gave him a look. He's not exactly the best person to decide if I should smoke or not.
''When you quit, I quit. Deal?'' I laughed, watching him take out another cigarette and lighting it.
''Deal.'' He agreed, and we pinky promised, just like we used to do when we were kids.
We kept talking, and even stayed on the beach to watch the sunrise. we both layed down, watching the sky turn red. I closed my eyes, and soon I was fast asleep.
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