Chapter Nineteen

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-Previously-

Faisal and Reem nodded and Faisal and Aziz walked away, chatting. I walked towards Reem.

Yasmeen: So, are you gonna break up with Faisal now?

Reem: Akeeed laa! I can’t... I just can’t. I love him so much; it hurts when I think about it. The love I have for Faisal... mb shway. Yeah I know, we might not have a future together, bs 9j all I want is for him to be happy. And I know, breaking up with him would crush him. I feel guilty choosing not to break up with him after Rawan’s talk with me, bs 9j I can’t. 

Reem started tearing up so I quickly wiped away her tears, pulled her in for a hug and as if right on cue; the bell rang. 

We ran to homeroom and saw Jumanah talking to Layan, Saif, Faisal and Aziz about something. Once Layan noticed us, she came over and apologized to Reem. “Reem, wallah I’m so sorry I didn’t tell you right away. Yeah, it happened so fast, but the way I reacted was unacceptable. Wallah I hope you forgive me!” Layan said, seeming sincere. “Weeh akeed I forgive you lala!” Reem said, pulling Layan in for a tight hug. When we were in kindergarten together, Reem had a hard time saying ‘Layan’, even though it wasn’t a hard name. So, Reem ended up calling Layan, ‘Lala’ , and the nickname stuck. 

We walked over to Jumanah and the guys and asked them what they were talking about. “Choofo, Faisal and I decided to have a sleepover this weekend! Guys fe Faisal’s house in Durra, and girls fe my house in Durra! We’ll hangout fe my house first, then at night the guys have to leave. We’ll meet up the next day in the morning and have breakfast somewhere! W we’ll see y3ny other things we can do!” Jumanah said, overly enthusiastic. We all said we’d ask our parents and get back to her. 

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“Mamaaaaaaa! I’m hommmmme!” I said, walking through the door. “Inzain? Shtsaweelch mama etha you’re home y3ni?” 3essa said, giving me a confused look. I smacked the back of his head and walked away.  “Halla 7abebty! Shfeech elyoum a3lanty ench w9alty elbait? Feech shay?” Mama said, chuckling and walking over to hug me. “*chuckles* laa mama mafeny shay, bs aby as2lch etha 3ady I sleep over this weekend fe bait Jumanah fe Durra? PLEAASE.” I said, pouting and giving my mother puppy eyes. “Bekoon fe awlad fel sleepover?” Mama said, concerned. “Laa akeed! El awlad benamoon fe bait Faisal w e7na 3nd Juju! Bs we’ll hang out fe bait juju first w ba3dayn ehma beroo7oon 3nd Faisal! Plus, ahal Jumanah mawjoodeen!” I said, trying to reassure my mother. “Inzain, tgdreen troo7en bs mb tit2a5rayn el ym3a! Trdeen el bait 3la 8 or before 7abeebty!” My mother said. I thank my mother , kissed her forehead and ran upstairs to call Reem!

-Phone call with Reem-

Reem: Yal chalba! Knt akel my machboos deyay! Laish tgawmeny mnn el 6awla?!

Yasi: Inty bs tfakren fe dabitich! Bagoolch did you ask your parent’s about the sleepover??

Reem: Yup! W galaw yes! A7s your parents said no...

Yasi: Reem... My parents said... *sigh* ... YESSS WOHO!

Reem: YA 7MARA YAY! ALLAHHHH BEKOON WANASA!!

Yasi: 7ada! Yalla go eat your machboos w ana baroo7 at‘3ada too *giggling*

Reem: Yalla bye!

Once I ended the call, I bbm-ed Jumanah and told her I was coming. She was as excited as I was!

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School couldn’t have ended any slower. Reem and I decided to go to Jumanah’s house together, so I went over to Reem’s house right after school. “uff, ma3arf shalbs!” Reem said, tilting her head and sighing. She was standing in front of her huge closet. It used to be this big storage room that was attached to her room, but once she grew up, she convinced her dad to turn it into a closet for her. “Kel hal thyab, w mat3rfen shtlbseen?” I said, laughing at Reem. “Inzain, goomy choofely shay albsa!” Reem said, pointing at her closet. “You hate my style. You even told me what I’m planning on wearing today is atrocious.” I said to Reem, matter-of-fact. I had taken a picture of my clothes and sent it to Reem last night. It was a pair of black, leather leggings, a loose white, sheer, button down shirt, that had little studs on the collar and the cuffs. I had my black flats on that had gold studs on it and my red Love Maschino shoulder bag with the long chain.  “I didn’t mean it was atrocious... I just meant you could wear something... prettier?” Reem said, giving me an innocent look. “Uff, inzain badawrlech!” I said, walking towards her closet. 

After multiple choices, Reem finally chose to wear her acid washed, skinny jeans, a neon yellow, striped shirt that was was slightly short sleeved and turquoise flats. she left her hair down as usual, and we both applied winged eyeliner, mascara and a bit of lipgloss. I had my wavy hair up into a high ponytail and we were off to Jumanah’s house.

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“A5eeeran w9alataw! Broo7ha Layan mb yaya so I was stuck with the guys for a whole hour! Wayd mt2a5reen as usual!” Jumanah said, walking over to us in her black leggings and loose, long sleeved, sheer, red top with white polka dots on it. She had her long hair braided into a fishtail braid on the side. “Yah! Yah! Sh’hal zain?” I said, winking at Jumanah. “El zain kla jdamy yal hotties” Jumanah said, bursting into laughter. “You just couldn’t say that with a straight face, could you?” Reem said, pulling her in for a hug. I quickly hugged Jumanah and ran to the living room. 

Reem didn’t sit too close to Faisal, and she didn’t even hold his hand. She was still flirty and everything; just without the physical contact. I was so proud of her. Saif kept scrunching up his nose to make me laugh. I would fall backwards on the couch, holding onto my stomach from the laughter. We watched a couple of movies, some horror, which meant Reem and I kept throwing the popcorn in the air and Jumanah kept shouting at us. Then, a couple of comedies, which meant Reem and I would laugh really loud and Jumanah would shout at us. By 12 AM, we remembered to eat the pizza we had ordered and at 1:30 AM, the guys were off to Faisal’s house. 

Reem and I slept in the guest bedroom, while Jumanah went and slept in her room that was right next to ours. Reem and Jumanah fell straight asleep, while I layed in bed, thinking. By 2 AM, I received a BBM from Saif.

-BBM conversation from Saif-

Saif: Sleeping? 

Yasmeen: No x

Saif: Btnameen soon 7bebty?

Yasmeen: Nope :c

Saif: Tbeen we go sit on the beach?

Yasmeen: Madri... What if someone sees us? Tra el wagt mt2a5r w bnkoon broo7na...

Saif: Lat5afeen, we’ll sit 9ob mafeh a7ad

Yasmeen: Umm, okay... I’ll be downstairs in a bit x

Saif: I’ll be waiting :*

(NOTE: listen to All About Us - He is We feat. Owl City while reading this part!) (Thank you ‘3oo’3 for the song ❤!)

I got up slowly, and changed into a pair of plain black leggings and a loose neon pink shirt that said “ I ❤  { (mustache graphic)”  on it. I wore my black, plastic flip flops, that had a  bow on top, put my hair into a high ponytail, took my phone and slowly tiptoed out the room. I got a blanket for us to sit on, and left the house, slowly. Once I walked out of the house, I saw Saif, dressed in shorts and a white polo shirt. He had a beanie on his head with little curls sticking out of it. He looked really good with a beanie on. I automatically smiled, feeling my my cheeks get hot. He smiled back, making his dimples visible. I went over to him and poked his dimples with my fingers. He pinched my cheeks in return. “Hey! Stop that!” I said, giggling. He laughed and took my hand and pulled me towards the beach. It was pretty dark outside; so we decided to sit down. I set the blanket on the sand and sat down with Saif.

Saif: “You look so beautiful in the moonlight.” He started playing with my ponytail and I smiled at him. I pulled his beanie off and started messing up his curls! He started tickling me so I would stop. “Hahahaha - Saif! - hahahahaha - stop - hahahah - please!” I said, managing to get up. “Ta3aly basam3ch ‘3neya” He said, pulling me down to sit next to him. He gave me one of his headphones and played the song. 

Take my hand, I'll teach you to dance

I'll spin you around won't let you fall down

Would you let me lead? You can step on my feet

Give it a try, it'll be alright

The room's hush hush and now's our moment.

Take it in, feel it all and hold it

Eyes on you, eyes on me.

We're doing this right.

'Cause lovers dance when they're feeling in love

Spotlight's shining it's all about us

It's oh, oh, all

About uh, uh, us

And every heart in the room will melt

This is a feeling I've never felt

But it's all about us

The song instantly became my new favorite song; it became our song. Saif’s fingers intwined in my mine, he whispered “I love you” in my ear and we just sat there; listening to the song in repeat; watching the sunrise. I took a picture of the sunset as a reminder of that day and looked at the clock “SHIT! Its 6:30 AM! Saif we need to go back!” I said, pulling Saif up and taking the blanket quickly. We ran to Jumanah’s house like children! Once we were close, we started walking really slow; our fingers still intwined in eachothers; our smiles from ear to ear, feeling like we were the only two people on the planet.  Saif had that affect; he could make you feel like you were the only girl in the world. Once we got to the door, he pulled me in for a hug and whispered “I don’t want this day to end.” I just sighed and pulled away. Truth is, I didn’t want it to end either. I slowly walked up the stairs, hoping no one was up and slipped into bed. I fell asleep instantly.

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“YALLAH YASMEEN UF GOOMAY! BN6LA3 3L F6OOR UF YALLA!!!” Reem was screaming, trying to wake me up. I barely opened up my eyes to check the time. It was 9 AM. “hmmm... Reem... Go without me, banam” I said, barely getting the words out. “KAIFCH! BYE” Reem said, leaving the room. 

I woke up at 2 PM and bbm-ed Saif.

-BBM conversation with Saif-

Yasmeen: 7ayati, are you up?

Saif: Just woke up! Tbeen we go to Fudz for lunch?

Yasmeen: Sure, I’ll take a shower and I’ll be ready in an hour x

Saif: Me too, see you soon 7bebty :*

Yasmeen: <3

I ran downstairs to see if the girls we back, but they weren’t. They must be walking around Durra right now. 

I jumped into the shower and took a quick shower. The hot water felt good because of how cold I was. Reem has the tendency to turn the AC up really high. Once I was done, I walked over to the bag a packed and took out my clothes. I wore blue, skinny jeans, a white shirt that had “YSL” on it, and a hot pink blazer. I wore my black flats with the gold studs, and my black Chanel shoulder bag. I left my hair down and put some winged eyeliner on, mascara and pink lipgloss on. Saif bbmed me and said he was outside. I ran downstairs, and left the house to find Saif in a pair of dark jeans and a button down shirt. His messy curls fell perfectly around his eyes. “Hello beautiful” Saif said, once I was close enough. “Hello sleepy head” I replied, giggling. We walked to Fudz, got a table, and ordered. Once the food arrived, Saif received a phone call.

-Saif’s POV-

My father was calling me. That’s odd.

Saif: Aloo?

Dad: SAIF YAL CHALB SHGLT 7AG NOORA?!

Saif: Sh9ar?!

Dad: NOORAH HAD ANOTHER NIGHTMARE, W GALAT SHE ONLY WANTS TO TALK TO YOU. SAIF INT GLT LHA?!

Saif: umm... eee.. I had to.. 

Dad: Saif, Don’t bother coming home tonight.