Saturday, September 7, 2013

Perfume - Chapter 35

"Kiss me"

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"Wha-at?" My whole face went pale and it became harder for me to breath. How could he ask that? Is it some sick twisted game he's playing? I mean he's the one who left me and now he wants me to freakin' kiss him? Sicko.

"Kiss me" he repeated himself. Everyone was quiet, they were all shocked, tongue-tied even.

"La"

"Wsh da3wa! Bas abeek tboosen yady! Ma gelt lek boosy famy" he stated.

Everyone sighed in relief, I guess they were holding their breath as well.

"Okay." He held his hand out and I kissed it but soon ran to the toilet and puked. The thought of me being close to him disgusted me so much that it caused me to be sick physically. After Salman came in the picture I realised that Laith and Sa3ad are jerks that never took our relationship seriously. On the other hand, Salman is sweet, respectful, and a complete gentleman.


"Shahad feek shay 7abeebtie?" Bandar peeked from the outside door.

"La bs ta3bana shwy" I replied.

"Estafra'3ty?"

"Eee"

"Shahad aish rayek awadeek el mstashfa? Mu mn 3waydek faj2a tzw3een" he asked.

"La maby arou7 akeed mn el barbecue" I said.

"Bra7tek, bs etha tbeen troo7en gooly ly a awadeek okay?"

"Okay"


After the chat with Bandar I headed back to the group, they were all worried thinking that I have a virus or something, but I assured them I was fine. Laith was stealing glances at which was weird, he smiled whenever I looked him in the eye. Salman obviously noticed and gestured for me to head outside.

"Ana raye7 el 7amam" he announced.

A couple of minutes later I stood up, "Ba7e6 jwaly bl charger" and headed outside.



"Hey there stranger" I greeted him.

"Hey there beautiful" he replied.

"Laish nadaitny faj2a?" I asked.

"Madry zahagt w kan wedi ag3ed ma3ak l7alna" he replied.

"Well.. I'm here" I stated.

"Let's sit" he pulled me to the sand.

"Mta ta5arojk?" Salman asked.

"El esbou3 el jay"

"Mtwatra?"

"Marra! a5af a6ee7 lamma ynadoun esmy aw shay"

"La t5afeen you'll be fine" he assured me.

"Laish kan Laith yna'6er feek w yebtism?" Salman said out of the blue.

"Madry? Marra '3areeb hatha el sha59, marra yebtism w marra y5ez.. ygharny"

"Ma 3alaik mina Shahood. Fakry feeha b tet5arjain b3d esbou3 w b3dain btengleen New York"

"A55 a7eb New York!" I said excitedly.

"Shahooda I have a surprise for you" he suddenly said.

"What?" I was curious.

"Lamma tergain foug btelgain shay ta7t m5adtk.. that's your surprise"

"Ajal thank you mo8adaman" I hugged him.


We spent the rest of the night talking to one another, he always manages to make me smile. I don't know how he does it, he's like a miracle worker. With him, I forget my worries and my pain. He's different. He's kind, sweet, and funny. I hope this friendship lasts..

I excused myself to go to bed and ran up the stairs eagerly to see what my 'surprise' is.

The surprise wasn't a what.

It was a who..

2 comments:

  1. I FREAKING LOVED YOUR STORY! I dont know bs i get butterflies whenever salman talked to shahad LOLOL:(

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