16 b

we decided to watch a movie, i dont remember what movie we watched, but it was so funny and i couldnt stop laughing. every time i would turn to my right though, i would see barrak staring at me. he didnt even watch the movie, he just watched me.

the movie finished and half of the junk food finished as well and we decided to just relax for a bit before we pop in another movie.

"Noora, lesh mat7beenee?" he gave me his puppy dog pout.

"ana ma a7ibik? 7abeeby inta, wala a7ebik wayed" i was shy. it was the first time i said i love you to him face to face. it was so awkward. and what made it more awkward was the fact that he went completely silent for about 10 minutes! he was just staring at me with this look that was priceless. it was like he couldnt believe that i said that.

"im so lucky to have you, ta3alai" and he pulled me onto his lap. i was sitting on his lap with my legs wrapped around his waist and my face was centimeters away from his. it was such a perfect moment. he didnt lean it to kiss me or anything. he was just holding me and staring into my eyes. it was such an amazing feeling. i felt electricity go up and down my body. after staring at each other for like ten minutes, he pulled me into a hug.

i felt safe in his arms. i know thats so cliche. but its true. when youre in love, that person is like your safe haven. while we were hugging he kissed me on the side of my neck. it wasnt a quick kiss. it was one in which his lips stayed on my neck for what felt like a year but was probably around 2 minutes. then he let go and we went back to staring at each other.

i have this thing about me, its such a bad habit and SO WRONG but i cant help it. when i get nervous, i always bite my lip. and thats what i did just then. i dont know what he thought but he took it as a green light to kiss me. and this time, he leaned in and placed his lips on mine and opened them up, allowing his tongue to explore mine and my mouth. it was so passionate, so full of love. i remember thinking at that moment that he loved me and that i was the luckiest girl in this world. i was so naive.

we had our little make out session which resulted in me only in my black lace victoria's secret bra and my pants and him in his boxers. i dont know what i was thinking. i wasnt even thinking. i know i was wrong and im still living with the guilt of what i did with him. no, we didnt have sex that day but a lot happened.

do you guys want details about what happened or it that enough?

16 a

as i mentioned earlier, my family had taken a spontaneous trip to italy and i had 2 weeks all to myself.

i told barrak that my family was out of the country and that it was just me, rose, and sheila and he suddenly became extremely happy. i didnt understand why until he explained his master plan to me that night.

"give rose and sheila the day off tomorrow, and im going to come over and we'll watch movies and eat all the junk food that world has to offer, eshrayech?" how could i say no to him? he was so excited!

"okay, but thats all we are going to do! nothing more!" i had to make sure that he understood that nothing can go on in my house. i have way too much respect for my house.

"of course 7abeebty, yala namay w i will come over in the morning around 11" he was so happy! it was adorable! so we shut the phone and i woke up around 9. perfect, enough time for me to shower and look hot! haha.

i took a shower with my vanilla shower gel, ended it with my vanilla body scrub, and when i got out of the shower, i put on my vanilla body lotion. i love the smell of vanilla. its so fresh and smells amazing! plus, barrak loves it too! i got into my fuschia juicy training pants and wore a white tee-shirt and gold juicy flats. we were just going to hang around the house, so it didnt really matter how i dressed. i tied my hair up in a slightly puffed pony-tail, but nothing too dramatic.

and by 10:30, the maids were out of the house and i had also given kumar the day off as well.

at the last minute i realized that we didnt have any junk food at our house! my parents were health freaks and thats why everyone in my house was so fit and skinny. i panicked until it turned 11 AM sharp and barrak was at the door.

i went downstairs to open the door for him and he was holding four bags full of junk from the jam3eya and 2 starbucks drinks. i loved how well he knew me. i offered to help him carry the bags upstairs but that just made him mad because apparently it was like i was questioning his manhood. ugh, men.

we went upstairs to my floor and we sat on the couch, each on separate ends. he took the first bag of junk and poured it on the floor. it contained skittles, maltezers, m&ms, lollipops, candy necklaces, kinder buenos, jolly ranchers, and mike and ikes.

i was like a little kid in a toy store, no, like a little kid in a candy shop. haha. i was so happy! but why four bags? i was confused. what more could he have possibly brought?!

then, he took the second bag and poured it on the floor. it contained every possible flavored gum you could find. he knew how much i loved gum. actually, everything he had gotten was something that i had once told him i loved. by now, i was smiling from ear to ear and couldnt wait to start eating!

he grabbed the third bag and poured it on the floor. it had ICE CREAM! my favorite! i could live on ice cream! it had all the haagen dazs flavors he could find in the jam3eya, plus baskin robbin's rainbow sorbet, and barred 9aroukh! at one point or another, i was eating one of these ice creams while on the phone with him. he remembered. 7abeeby.

lastly, he took the fourth bag and just as he was about to pour it on floor i asked "what else could you have possibly brought?!" and i laughed. he was like mary poppins! he had everything! without answering me, he poured the bag on the floor and there were bags of chips. salt and vinegar, salted, doritos, cheetos, and the stix. again, i had been eating those while on the phone with him. yes, i am a junk food addict and my mother does not need to be informed. haha.

he looked at me and started laughing. apparently i looked like a bug because my eyes were open very wide and i was jumping up and down. so i laughed too and i jumped and sat on his lap and gave him a peck on the lips.

"thank you thank you thank you!" and i jumped onto the floor and started munching away.

"noora, theres one more thing!" he said while handing me my iced caramel machiatto. wasnt he just the most perfect man?

15 b

days passed and barrak kept showering me with attention and gifts. i loved it. i felt like a princess. and when i told him that, he would always say "You're my princess. my baby. my life" every time.

he was perfect.

one day, i woke up and nobody was home. i called my mother and her phone was shut which is weird because she used her phone more than i did.

so i called fahood w it turned out my lovely family decided to take a little spontaneous 2 week vacation while i was stuck in my last couple months of high school. my family did this all the time. i would always wake up and find them in spain or london or greece. this time it was italy. so, like i said, it wasn't something new to me.

i went to school that saturday dreading facing mariam and rawan. you see, it was spring break when all that stuff happened. i forgot to mention that, sorry! so today was the first day i had to face them. oh joy.

i wore my tie and skirt. i never understood why we had to look like idiots. but anyways, i stopped by starbucks and got my iced caramel machiatto and headed to the hellhole. this was supposed to be the best year of my life, the one ill never forget because of all the good memories, not the bad ones.

i went into school and i knew i would be facing a whole group that mariam concocted. i wasn't scared. i still had friends that weren't mariam's, i still had 7amoud.

i didn't mention 7amoud earlier because i wasn't close with him. m7ammad was a guy in my grade, we have been in the same class since the first grade. we were close while growing up, but he told me he liked me sometime two years ago and we drifted apart. we still talked randomly and he would message me good morning every morning and always try to talk to me, but i never gave him the time of day. i felt so bad, but mariam said he would ruin my sim3a, and of course, i listened.

i walked into school and, to my luck, the first person i saw was 7amoud! he came up to me and hugged me. that was weird, we never hugged before.

"um, 7amoud?" that was so awkward

"7abeebty nooro! i heard what happened! are you okay? are you hurt?" HE WHAT?

"what are you talking about?" please don't be talking about the pills, please, please.

"you know, you're fight with mariam and rawan! they're telling everyone it was your fault and that you chose your "boyfriend" over them when they were just trying to look out for you" he put air quotes on the word boyfriend. what the hell?

"what the hell?" i was shocked. my best friends? spreading rumors? about me? of all people?

"don't worry, i know you don't have a boyfriend. you're not that type" what type? i hate this mentality. the idea that a girl is a slut because she has a boyfriend! we3.

we walked into school side by side and everyone was staring at me. no way it was because of just that one rumor. they obviously said a lot more. i wanted to face them, and i did. i walked up to mariam and rawan, who were standing with their friends that were like disposable puppets to them.

"Mariam. Rawan. Talk. Now" and i pulled them aside.

"Na3am?" mariam said. she was always the bitchy one "shtabeen yal emo?" and she laughed her evil laugh.

"what the hell mariam? you're spreading rumors about me? what the hell? eshsalfitich? we were best friends. were not even friends anymore but that doesn't give you the excuse to make shit up" i'm not mean. i cannot be mean. if someone apologizes, i automatically forgive and forget. but this, i don't know where it came from, suddenly all the pain and anger came out. "grow the fuck up mariam. you're acting like a child. and you Rawan, get your fucking story straight. i cant even believe i was best friends with people as shallow and disgusting as you" and i walked away.

i didn't turn back, i don't know how they looked or what they told their disposable puppets. but for the rest of the year, no one came up to me or looked at me with disgust.

:O

OKAY SHIT.

so i was watching john tucker must die and plotting how to sabotage barrak's life (6) mwahaha. kidding. im not that big of a bitch haha. anyways, while i was thinking about ruining his life, i get a weird call. "unknown number" so i picked up.

"...." i never say anything when a weird number calls.

"Noora?" it was him. barrak. after a year. what could he possibly want? i dont think im ready to talk to him.

"Na3am?" i tried to sound cold. but he knows me way too well, i cant pull off coldness.

"Shlounich Noora?" he was being so formal it was disgusting. i have never heard him be this formal. it sickens me to think that we have reached this stage.

"Good." me trying to be cold is answering with one word answers.

"Ha,_______ told me she saw you gabel cham yowm?" (im not gna say her name because you'll find out later, but its the girl that was driving his car) i couldnt tell what his tone meant. it was weird. it wasnt familiar.

"oh that was her? hehe yeah" i tried to make it seem like i dont care but i cannot lie to him. even after all that, i just cant.

"eee...." and he went silent for about 5 minutes it was just me listening to him breathe and vice versa.

"Sorry barrak, do you need anything?" i have never thrown away an opportunity to talk to him and this shocked him and much as it shocked me.

"um... la2... bes.... Noora?" whats wrong with him? where did all his male confidence go?!

"Yea?" what else could he possibly want? my brain to step on too?

"i just.. i miss you" MIN 9IJA HATHA?! SHENU I MISS YOU?! WHERE THE HELL DID UR LITTLE DIRTY LOOKING WOMAN GO?!

"ok, take care now, bye" take care now? could i have sounded any more stupid?! AHHHHHHHHH this man still makes me forget the world when im talking to him. but i didnt shut. why the hell didnt i shut?! I DONT KNOW! BECAUSE I AM THE WORLDS BIGGEST IDIOT :'(

"Noora?" he giggled. here we go again with his giggle.

"what barrak what? havent you done enough? why are you calling me? why? what exactly do u want? please get to the point." i had to be strong. i cannot talk to him anymore. its too much. i will not accept it. plus he has his little dirty woman.

"khalas never mind, take care of yourself, please. you know, if u ever need anything, im always here for you. always 7abeebty."

"bye" and i shut the phone and now im writing this in tears :(

why is it when you finally think you are over someone, they barge back into your life and you have to start the healing process all over again? :( its been a year. how am i not over him yet?

i dont know what to do. its driving me crazy. hes hurt me so much, you'll find out more soon. but i cant let him go. i mean, look at everything, except for a few large things, he was the perfect man.

3UMRA 6WEEEL! :O :O :O he just sent me a message saying: You will always be my baby, and i will ALWAYS protect you.

im done. im done with him. hes so filthy. hes so low! ahhhhhhhh i wish i had finished my story so you guys could help :(

15 a

okay this is short, ill post part b in a bit, bas im only posting because identity asked for a post (a) haha you love me ! (a)

okay, lets recap for a second, you guys know the love collection from cartier? you know the one that locks? each one of my parents got me one, so i had 2. however, one was gold and the other was rose gold, but neither had the full diamonds. you know what i mean? every other screw was a diamond. am i even making sense? haha. i tried (a)

so since ive known barrak, i have been nagging to him about how badly i wanted to rose gold one in all diamonds. im not spoiled. and i do appreciate what my parents gave me, but i really wanted it. i wasnt going to ask for it, im not that selfish. it was just something on my want list. i havent mentioned it to him in over 2 months, so i figured he forgot about it. i was wrong.

when i turned around in his car, there was a red cartier bag. i automatically knew what it was. but i wouldnt believe it. no way, we havent even been together for a year, and he has gotten me a car and the bracelet? of course i assumed it was only the bracelet. wala if i end up spoiled its because of him.

"Barrak! what is that?" i was blushing. fashla, no way can i accept that!

"open it 7abeebty" he said while reaching for the bag and placing it on my lap. there were two boxes.

two? shenu he got me 2 bracelets?! i thought he was crazy! i opened the first box and there it was. my rose gold love bracelet with the full diamonds. i was in shock. my eyes were watering. i was not the type to cry over happy things, but my eyes were watering! i reached over to him and hugged him and kissed him on the cheek.

"ta3alai let me put it on for you" he put it on and locked it himself. "this is supposed to stay on ur hand forever, meaning im going to be with you forever, because i will love you forever" and he kissed the crown of my head. was that not the cutest thing ever? "open the next one baby" he was excited, i could see it in his eyes.

i opened the box and i could not believe my eyes. in the box was a rose gold cartier ring with diamonds. a perfect match for my bracelet. again, i reached over him, but this time i kissed him. passionately. i loved him so much. i would have done anything for him.

he took the ring from me and put it on my left ring finger. "Noora, 7abeebty intai, this is a promise ring that im always going to be here for you and a promise from you that the next time something is bothering you, you are not going to hurt yourself, you are going to come talk to me. Noora what would i do without you? i would kill myself if anything ever happened to you. a7ibich noora, a7ibich moot"

perfect moment right? well, it would have been if his phone didnt ring. it rang, he looked at it and quickly turned it off before i could see who was calling. i knew who it was. it was obviously "ROU7Y;*" but i didnt say anything, i knew he loved me. and i knew he wouldnt hurt me. well, i thought so.

14.

where the hell was i? i mean, obviously i was in a hospital, but i wasnt aware of why i was there or what happened. for all i knew, i had fallen asleep last night and woke up in a hospital.

"Fahood, where am i?" i could barely speak. i felt extremely weak.

"NOORO?! YOURE AWAKE?! THANK GOD!" i have never, in my whole life, seen my brother as happy as i saw him at that moment. 7abeeby fahood, i love him so much. honestly, hes probably the best brother in this whole world. a7ibah.

"Fahood sh9ar? aby mai" i was so thirsty, my throat was very dry and it croaked in a way.

he stood up and got me water and rushed back and held my hand. "Nooro, i didnt tell our parents. bes WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU DOING TAKING PILLS? THE KHADAMA CALLED ME CRYING SHE THOUGHT YOU DIED! AND I HAD TO MAKE UP EXCUSES TO IL WALID TELLING HIM THAT I WAS TAKING YOU TO A SPA" now the gentle fahood went away, and ladies and gentlemen, meet the wild side.

"OULA CALM DOWN PLEASE" i put all my energy into saying it. it probably wasnt as loud as i thought it was because if it was, fahood would have probably kicked my ass. "how long have i been here?"

"4 fucking days nooro. 4 FUCKING DAYS. I THOUGHT YOU WERE GOING TO DIE! I CRIED! ANA RAYAL ESHKUBREE ESH3AR'6EE I CRIED 3ABALY I WAS GOING TO LOSE THE ONLY PERSON THAT MEANS ANYTHING TO ME IN THIS WORLD! NOORO A7IBICH! LESH?! WHY DID YOU DO THIS?! MENU EMTHAYGECH?! WALA I WILL PERSONALLY KILL THEM BAS GOULAY!" and were back to the fahood that i love so much!

"fahoodi im sorry, by mistake wala" and i started crying.

"7abeebty dont cry dont cry khalas forget it, bas if someone is bothering you, you will tell me 9a7?"

"of course! can we leave please?"

so fahood talked to the doctor, and the doctor agreed to let me leave the next morning because they needed to check my liver and kidney to make sure nothing was majorly damaged.

the next morning, fahood took me to get a massage, madry lesh, hes very random. and we went home. i got so many questions about the spa and i also learned that i have the ability to bullshit on the spot. haha.

after i was done sitting with my parents and giving them details about my made-up spa treatments, i headed up to my floor and into the shower. wow. do you know how good it feels to take a long hot shower right after you have been in the hospital for 4 days? no? i didnt think so. haha. but it feels absolutely amazing. i think i might have spent an hour in the shower!

okay so enough about my shower, i changed and everything and it was around 1 pm, lunch was always at 2, so i had an hour before then. i found my phone underneath my pillow. ya7lelha rose, she knows where to hide my phone. i turned it on and found a missU min some friends and 164 missed called men barrak.

funny how i remember the actual number ha? and i had quite a lot of messages from him saying he was worried and not to leave him because he couldnt live without me. you know, stuff a boyfriend usually says to his girlfriend that he supposedly loves. how hes so lost without me and he would die without me, you know, that mumbo jumbo.

at the time, those messages gave me butterflies, actually, still thinking about them gives me butterflies... so i decided to call him, but no way! i couldnt tell him that i took pills! i decided to tell him that i was food poisoned and in the hospital for 4 days because of that. perfect.

so i called him, he was so happy to hear my voice. 7abeeby he made me the happiest person in the world. its like, when i talked to him, i felt like nothing else mattered, all the problems in my life went away, even the shit i got from mariam and rawan, they disappeared. when i talked to him, it was just me and him, nothing else existed. we were in our own world where everything was perfect just because he was mine.

while i was on the phone with him, mariam called me. she was calling me? ghareeba! barrak said i should pick up just to see what she wanted, maybe she was calling to apologize and maybe she realized just how wrong she was. i hoped that was why she was calling. i missed her, honestly, she was my best friend, and i knew that if she apologized soon enough, i would forgive her and everything would go back to normal.

so i picked up.

"alo?" my voice, remember, was still a bit weak from the hospital and i did lose a lot of blood from all the blood tests and a lot of liquids from all the throwing up, so i was very weak at the time.

"haha shenu youre still crying because of me?" and she laughed. that bitch laughed. her and the girls with her. i dont know who was with her, but i distinguished rawan's laugh among the rest. she had this "hehehhee" laugh where you could actually here the "he he he" one by one. it was so annoying.

"shtabeen mariam?" i tried to sound tough, but honestly, i was broken. nobody knew what happened between us, not even fahood.

"welllllll (she let the L drag on), we heard you were in the hospital" and they all bursted out laughing again.

"k?" i tried to sound cold. i couldnt! she was my best friend! they were all my friends! what the hell? how could they?

"BAHAHAHA, shenu you are that weak? you took pills because of us? BAHAHAHA YAHEL YAHEL! HAHAHAHAH" and they all laughed along. how did she know? only fahood knew! shit. he probably called her to tell her because he thought she would be worried. i needed to tell fahood everything now.

i shut the phone in her face and called barrak back and told him everything that happened, even that i lied about the food poisoning and that it was actually that i took pills. he didnt get mad, il3ax, he was worried about me. 7abeeby he told me that he would make my pain go away and make me forget everything bad thats ever happened and that i should just wait until i graduate. that was a few months from now. i couldnt wait. he was my life. my hero. i loved him more than i have ever loved anything else.

after my talk with barrak, i felt better. but i needed to go talk to fahood. i went to his floor and into his room and sat him down.

"fahood, i need to tell you something" and without waiting for him to say anything, i blurted out everything from a to z. everything, leaving out the part about barrak. i dont know what i was thinking, at the time, fahood seemed like he would understand but i didnt want to take the risk. he wasnt very overprotective, if anything, i think he would be happy for me if i had found someone as amazing as barrak that wanted to marry me. but i didnt tell him. hes still my brother, w 7aset ena 3aib u know?

"7abeebty" was all he said and he hugged me tighter than ever and kissed the crown of my head.

"why are they doing this? why?" i started crying. it really did hurt.

"dont worry, theyre teenage girls, this is what they do, but its okay, it will all be over in a few months and you can put it all behind you." he hugged me again and we went downstairs to have lunch.

after lunch, i went upstairs to check my phone, and i had a message from barrak saying: meet me at the jam3eya at 5.

that meant i had 2 hours to get ready. i didnt take too long since i never wore makeup other than lipbalm. so an hour later, i went to my closet and picked out something simple. i still wasnt feeling too well and i was not in the mood of dressing up. i was just going to see barrak, most we would do is go to his place or sit in the car.

i wore my light skinny jeans with fahood's arsenal jersey. i am not hailigiya, i was just not in any type of mood to go out and i was just doing this to see barrak. i tied my straight hair into a tiny puffed up pony tail, put on my strawberry flavored lipbalm from the body shop, got my classic channel bag and headed out the door in my red range.

i got to the jam3eya and barrak was already there so i got into his car.

"turn around, i have a surprise for you" he said while looking into my eyes.

i turned around as quickly as possible. "OH MY GOD! NO YOU SHOULDNT HAVE!"

13. -IDENTITY A7IBICH!! :D

ROU7Y;* ? who the fuck was rou7y? it cant be dalya's number li2ana this was his phone, not the one under the khadama's name. i didnt know what to do, should i pick up? let it ring and then ask him? or what? i have no reason to doubt him, i mean, he hasnt given me a reason to. but i decided, even though i shouldnt have, to pick up.

"....." i didnt say a word. i wanted "rou7a" to talk first

"barrak! BARRAK I NEED YOU!" it was a woman. of course. surprised? i shut the phone in her face and she called back again. only this time i let it ring.

he had the ringtone that got louder by the second, you know what i mean? so he rushed out of the bathroom and i handed him his phone. his face turned pale. he rejected the call and opened his call log and realized that i answered the time before.

"Noora, please tell me you didnt talk. please" he sounded worried and his face was getting paler by the second.

min 9ija hatha? his other girlfriend or whatever the hell she is calls him when im with him and he doesnt even make up an excuse? not that i wanted him to lie, but this is NOT the reaction i expected. i expected him to be crying on the floor begging me to forgive him. la eshda3wa not that dramatic, but at least explain it to me!

"take me to the jam3eya. now." and i put my shoes on and walked out of his house and he followed me. we drove there silently and i got out, got in my car and went home.

no one was at home when i got there because they were all at the shaleh and i chose to stay home. so i headed up to my floor, turned my phone off, turned the bath on, and cried. i sat in the tub for what i think was an hour. you know when ur fingers start getting wrinkly? i cried so much that everything i saw looked like a white blob of nothingness. i don't even know how to explain it but everything was blurry.

usually, at times like this, i would call mariam, but i couldn't. so i called rawan. i needed to tell her everything thats been going on and apologize for not telling her earlier. so i called her from the house phone since my phone was still off and she picked up after the second ring.

"na3am?" she seemed angry.

"shfeech?" my voice was broken. i couldnt deal with more drama today.

"dont call me again. we are not friends anymore, we are merely acquaintances" she mocked my voice and shut the phone in my face.

what did i do wrong? what did i do to her? ive never harmed her in anyway. you guys need to understand that the friendship between me, mariam, and rawan, wasnt like any other friendship. no, we were sisters, literally, we were together every single waking second of the day.

this is the second where i went crazy. you know the dramatic teenage lives where you want to kill yourself because the pain is too much to bare with? that was my moment.

i went into the medicine cupboard and grabbed three of the closest bottles of pills that i could reach and headed back to my room. i debated in my head whether or not i should do this, and decided that i should. i have no idea what i was thinking. i was almost done swallowing somewhere around the 30th pill when i stopped. what the hell was i doing? 7aram! 7ARAM! im not dayna, but i do believe. if i was going to kill myself, i would go to hell. i would cause my family more pain than i was feeling myself. so i stopped.

i couldnt sleep all night because i kept throwing up. apparently the pills have that effect on a body. around 5 am, i decided to turn my phone on. i got a MissU message and 4 other messages.

MissU was 32 calls from barrak

1st message was from barrak saying: please call me im worried

2nd message was also from barrak saying: noora, please call me. 7ady 5ayef 3alech.

3rd message was from rawan saying: paybacks a bitch ha? ;) hoes over bros bitch. not the other way around.

4th message was from mariam saying: haha.

shenu haha? shenu paybacks a bitch? yahal i7na? grow up 7abeebty. were not still in the 2nd grade watching My Little Pony. and dont you love how rawan assumed that i chose barrak over mariam? she probably doesnt know the whole story. and honestly, i dont care. im done crying. im all out of tears. just then , barrak called me. i decided to answer. i knew he had an explanation and i was dying to hear it. honestly, i think i was actually dying to just hear his voice. it relaxed me.

"alo?" i tried to hide any signs that i had been crying because i didnt want him to know.

"NOORA WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?! I WAS GOING CRAZY! ANA BARA BETKUM! SHFEECH INTAI WHAT THE HELL YOU THINK THIS IS FUNNY YA3NE!?" he was PISSED. 7ayaty he was worried about me. i felt so good at that moment, even though he was screaming at me. but the fact that one person, just one person cared about me, made me happy at that moment.

"barrak a7ibik" and i smiled. i smiled and forgot about mariam and rawan and just thought about me and barrak and our future.

"amout feech! nooro men 9ijy dont you even think about ever doing that to me again!!" he had calmed down, but i could tell he was still a bit worried.

i fell asleep after that, completely forgetting to ask about the ROU7Y caller.

i woke up to what i thought was the next morning, in a white hospital room with my brother Fahood sitting next to me reading the Quraan.

12.

dalnoora? he forgot my name? what ? he was going to call me dalal? dalya? what the hell was happening? w shenu another phone rings with MY ringtone!

i decided not to call him. i was going to wait for him to call and explain. so i waited, and waited, and waited, and WAITED and an hour passed and he still didnt call. so i started crying. i think i cried more because of what just happened with me and mariam. i couldnt believe it. first i lost my best friend. the girl that meant the world to me. the girl that i would kill myself for and now i think im about to lose barrak. or was he never mine?

so many thoughts were piling up in my head. and then suddenly, he called.

"...." i picked up not saying anything. not because i was mad at him, but because i was crying, and i didnt want him to hear it through my voice.

"noora?" he seemed down. maybe he was scared that I FOUND OUT ABOUT HIS SECRET IDENTITY?!

"...." i still couldnt talk. everytime i wanted to breathe i'd put the phone down because he knows me well enough to know when i was crying.

"7abeebty? please answer me, i can explain everything" the way he said that, broke my heart. i felt like he was telling me the truth, like theres nothing to hide. like its just a simple explanation.

"explain" i choked on my words and couldnt say anything else. i was still crying.

"shoufai, i never told you what my ex's name was. it was dalya. alla yer7amha. so anyways, yes, i do have two lines, but that is only because the other one was under the khadama's name so that if her soon-to-be husband, talal, would find her talking to me, he wouldnt find out who i was." he seemed so sad. i cant believe i doubted him! 7abeeby! i wanted to beat myself up because of that!

"oh..." was all i managed to say.

"and when i was talking to you, that phone rang. it never rings. you dont understand, i always have it on, i dont know why. no one else besides her knew that number. and it rang. so i jumped at the fact that it rang. im sorry i almost called you dalya. but you can imagine my shock when i saw that the person calling was dalya's number" he was sad. he wasnt crying. but he was sad. "wala ya noora, i freaked out. shloun dalya's calling me? shes dead. i went to the 3aza. she is dead. so i shut the phone from you and i picked up but no one talked. they just shut the phone in face. i called back, and it was switched off. i kept calling and calling but it was switched off." he was even sadder, not crying, but very very sad.

"7abeeby khalas its okay..." i didnt know what to say.

"no theres more. dalya's number called me back and i picked up again. this time a man was on the other side of the phone. he told me he was talal, dalya's fiance, and that they just found her phone and there was a message in the draft that was meant for me the day she died. it said that she loved me not talal and that when she got back to kuwait, she wanted us to get married and she didnt care about her parents. he told me and shut the phone" now barrak was heartbroken. i know how much she meant to him. i know how much she still means to him and that he will always love her. but how do you make someone in this kind of situation feel better?

"baby..." i really did not know what to say to him.

"noora, i need to see you. come over, no ones here"

he really needed me, and i knew he wouldnt try anything while he was in such a mood. so i agreed to go to his place for a couple of hours. he met me at the jam3eya again and we headed to his house. the whole way there he was holding my hand and stroking it and randomly kissing it. but the only thing that broke my heart was when he said "baby please dont ever leave me, a7ibich, and i cannot lose someone else. you are my life. please, dont leave me" and his eyes teared up.

we got to his house and went inside and he insisted on watching friends. so he made popcorn, we sat in his room and watched friends. and he fell asleep on my lap. he was so cute, he looked like a baby sleeping peacefully on my lap.

he only slept for around 15 minutes, and when he woke up i was staring straight into his eyes. 7abeeby, hes so handsome.

"a7ibik barrak"

"you know thats the first time you ever say it to me in arabic? you know how amazing it feels to hear it? 7abeebty intai, amout feech" and he pulled me in and kissed me.

i never let him get too far with the physical stuff, and he never tried, which is something i loved about him. he knew my limits and he never tried to exceed them.

he got up to go to the bathroom and left his phone on the couch. i didnt look through it, i didnt even notice it was there until his phone rang.

"ROU7Y;** calling"

11 b

didnt know what to say? DIDNT KNOW WHAT TO SAY? was he joking? i dont know why, but at that moment i felt like he was going to say something like: yeah fa now me and her are together w i cant talk to you anymore. madry lesh, but that thought creeped into my head.

"what do you mean you didnt know what to say?" i tried to sound as calm as i possibly could.

"ya3ne 7abeebty, i didnt know what to tell her. hal bent mu men mustawach and i dont want you talking to her anymore. shenu hatha my wife-to-be etkalem banat like this? w ana eshdaranee that she isnt doing that with every guy that wants you?!" when barrak gets mad, he doesnt scream or shout or cuss, his tone of voice changes and you can just hear the difference. so now, i knew he was mad.

"i.. i, um, i dont believe you" i really didnt. i couldnt believe that my best friend, 7abeebet gulby would do that.

"see for yourself, call her and ask her" and he shut the phone in my face.

i sat in my place, i dont even think i blinked, i was extremely shocked that he would come up with such bullshit about my best friend just to cover up for his best friend! i knew what i had to do. so i called mariam.

"NOOROO! I CAN EXPLAIN!" she screamed as soon as she picked up the phone. ha? explain what? what the hell is she talking about? laykun barrak called her and told her he told me? shit, he was right wasnt he?

"Mariam, im going to ask you once. Barrak, was what he said true?" she knew me more than anyone so she could tell that i was very angry.

"Nooro *sobs* im sorry! *sobs* i dont know how i did that! i didnt mean to *sobs*" and she was crying like a baby.

"thats all i needed to hear. as far as im concerned, you and me are no longer friends. we are merely acquaintances. as far as im concerned, you dont even exist to me. bye" and i shut the phone.

how could she? how could she do something so low? i was so disappointed. and i trusted her? i trusted her over rawan? my mother was right. you can only trust family, because in the end, they are the only ones that are going to be there for you no matter what happens.

i decided to put this aside for now and call barrak and apologize.

"Na3am?" he was obviously very mad at me as well.

"Im sorry, im sorry for doubting you and im sorry for not believing you." i couldnt think of anything else to say. i love him, i just lost my best friend, i cannot lose him too. only problem is that he didnt know i loved him. he thought we were just a couple and he loved me but i liked him.

"khalas ok" he has never been so cold to me in his life. i guess i really hurt him. it was killing me to know that i hurt him. i loved him. I LOVED BARRAK AL X! and i was going to tell him.

"Barrak.. im going to talk and i want you to just listen ok?" khalas, i was going to tell him i love him.

"ok" WE3 WE3 HE WAS SO COLD!

"i know i hurt you by telling you that i didnt believe you. but mariam was my best friend, i know her more than i know myself, well at least i thought i knew her that well." i sighed and took a deep breath "barrak, its killing me that i hurt you. i would rather stab myself 1000 times in the eye than hurt you in anyway" and he giggled. YAY I MADE HIM GIGGLE! "and barrak?"

"yes?" his voice was back to its usual tone. the tone i loved.

"i love you" its weird how i didnt even hesitate. it just came out smoothly. i guess i really did love him.

"NA3AAAM!?" he shouted with pure happiness. 7ayate he was happy!

"you heard me...." i giggled softly. fashla! i didnt want to say it again! how awkward!

"la2 la2 ba3ad mara ba3ad mara!!" 7abeebe how could i say no to him? hes so cute.

"i love you" this time it was lower because he was making it awkward for me.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! a7medo! IT7IBNY! IT7IBNY! 7ABEEBTY IT7IBNY!" he screamed towards his brother. he made me laugh so much! shenu he tells his brother?! haha.

"hehe barraky bas khalas" i was so shy and embarrassed.

"amout? amout a7sanly? wala il7ein agdar amout! NOORA AMOUT FEECH!!!!" he screamed so loudly.

"barrak are you alone now?" i was asking to make sure because he just screamed my name out loud. but it was so cute.

"e 7abeebty dont worry!" he was so happy, i could feel the smile through the phone.

*yis2elouny laih a7ibik, 7ub ma 7eba bashaar* that was my ringtone on his phone. it was ringing. how was that possible? we were on the phone!

"uh dalnoora shway wadig 3alech" and he shut the phone in my face. dalnoora? who the hell was calling him? and HE HAS 2 PHONES?!

11 a

sorry its really short, but im so tired! i'll post part b as soon as i wake up!

"Noora, khalid is married" he seemed like he knew this question was coming, but his voice was way too calm.

"like recently?" i needed to know all the details so that i would know how to tell maryoom. 7abeebty, i thought, she was going to be even more heartbroken!

"no, like 2 years ago.." he voice kind of faded, i think this is where he started to feel bad about what happened between khalid and mariam.

"2 YEARS AGO? THEN WHY THE HELL DID HE TALK TO MARIAM IN THE FIRST PLACE? SHENU SHES A GAME?!" i dont even remember half of what i said at that moment, but i was extremely pissed. what the hell? how selfish. i couldnt believe it. he was supposedly prince charming and superman that came to the rescue when we needed him. and hes been married for 2 years?!

"calm down, i can explain"

"THEN EXPLAIN BEFORE I GIVE YOUR FRIEND'S WIFE A LITTLE CALL!" of course i couldnt calm down. what a player!!

"okay, listen, calm the hell down. mariam already knows hes married" WHAT DID HE JUST SAY?

"what? no she doesnt, she told me to ask you what was up with khalid!!" i didnt understand what was going on. i was confused. none of this was making sense.

"youre too naive nooro. listen to everything i have to say and dont interrupt okay? and you can ask me anything you want when im done ok?"

"okay" i was still very very confused.

"when i called mariam the first time and she put us on conference, she refused to give me your number. but, she kept asking me about khalid and where he was. and she would even call me randomly and ask about him. but khalood told me not to tell her anything or give her any details about him, so i didnt. but then when months passed and i was going crazy because i wanted to talk to you so badly, i called her again. only this time, she managed to bribe me. she told me that if i told her why khalid stopped talking to her, she would give me your number, but i wasnt allowed to tell you that she gave it to me or she would call khalid and tell him that she knew he was married or she would call his wife."

"WHAT?" i was shocked. no, shocked would be the sugarcoated version of how i felt. i was hurt. my best friend sold me out for a guy she knew for a week? la i dont believe it.

"let me continue. so for that whole 4 months, when i always knew where you were, what you were wearing, what you were doing, who you were with, it was because mariam would message me everywhere you guys would go, what you were wearing, what you were talking about. everything. i didnt ask her to, i just kept getting messages. then the day we were in lenotre, she realized it was me and as soon as i got up and left, she sent me a message saying: we need to talk, call me at night, its urgent please. so when i got home and you and me shut the phone, i called her."

"you did what? why didnt you tell me?" i think by now i was crying, i dont know. i was so shocked. i trusted both of them.

"Noora, let me continue. fa anyways, i called her and she was crying. and theres no way im going to leave a girl to cry. so i asked her what was wrong and she kept complaining about how she thought khalid was the one and how it was love at first sight. so i tried to calm her down. when i did, she told me that i was hot and that i should leave you for her because you would never find out and all this bullshit and that she would fulfill my fantasies and stuff like that and, honestly, i didnt know what to say....."

10.

JLEEB SHYOUKH? shit! i recall hearing my father talk about drug dealers that got busted there a while back and how even police officers wouldnt go there! maybe he was exaggerating? i dont know.

"um... barrak? where the hell are you taking me?" i was shaking, i was so scared!

"haha dont be scared" was all he said! DONT BE SCARED?! SHENU DONT BE SCARED?!

"YOURE GOING TO TAKE ME TO JLEEB SHYOUKH AND RAPE ME ARENT YOU?! I KNEW YOU WERE A RAPIST!" i bursted into tears. i honestly believed that he was going to rape me and leave me to rot

he started laughing. like full-on laughing. to the extent that tears were coming out of his eyes. and he looked at me and said "7abeebty, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH" he couldnt even keep his laugh in for one minute

"WHAT WHAT?! YOU THINK ITS FUNNY THAT I FOUND OUT YOUR EVIL PLAN?!" and i cried some more.

he passed the jleeb shyoukh sign and went straight. "barrak, where the hell are we going? enough. youre scaring me" i managed to hold back my tears and say that.

"were going to my house. remember i told you my parents and brothers safaraw?" he was grinning in a way that made me feel like he was teasing me. like jerry teases tom.

"but, i dont want to go to your house. please. im not like that" i think going to his house scared me more than going to jleeb shyoukh. "anyways where is your house, the end of the world!?"

"dont you trust me?"

"of course i do"

"then khalas, nothing is going to happen 7abeebty." and he held my hand and we arrived at his house.

it was beautiful. not like a house you would expect to see in kuwait. more like one you would see in malibu. it was pure white and so clean. not the white that was dusty or dirty, no it was shiny and clean! and it had huge windows and outside was his porsche, another range rover HSE, a cayenne gts, cayenne turbo, a touareg, and an escalade. so basically they had 7 cars. he took my hand and while we were walking, we went around the house and entered something attached to the house.

it was like a little apartment, it had a room, a living room, a little kitchen, and a bathroom.

"welcome to my room" he said with a huge smile.

it was cute, everything was white, like the outside of the house, and a hint of red here and there.

we sat in the living room on his white leather sofa and he brought me around 20 something movies to pick from. i dont really remember what movie i picked but we put it in and i fell asleep half way through. i woke up to his voice.

"Noora 7abeebty, you want to sleep?" he asked so softly

i just nodded, i dont think i was aware of where i was. so he picked me up and put me on his bed underneath the covers. and i suddenly woke up a few minutes later and realized where i was. i sat up and looked around me but i couldnt spot barrak. wela faj2a i feel someone pulling at me from the right and i turn and barrak was laying down next to me on the bed, underneath the covers in nothing but his scooby doo boxers.

i forgot to mention what i was wearing that day! i was wearing skinny jeans, chestnut colored uggs, and a black tanktop, black cardigan and a huge red scarf and i put on my red coat. it was very random but i wasnt the type to dress up to see a guy. if he didnt like the way i dressed, kaifa he can go for someone else.

so i looked down at myself and i was in my jeans and tanktop. ONLY. meaning he had taken my cardigan off and my uggs. i already took my coat and scarf off when i got to his house. but freaky much? so he was awake and i looked down and pulled the covers off of us to find that he had a boner. isnt that just great? how awkward can things get?

i freaked out. ya3nee, at the time i thought WE3 and i started crying. i dont know why. i was just very emotional. and i asked him to take me back. so he got dressed, we got into his car, and headed back to the jam3eya.

on our way there, he turned to me and said "im sorry, nothing happened between us if thats why you were crying, but i couldnt help what happened down there" and he pointed DOWN THERE and giggled "youre hot, im a guy, its not something i could control 7abeebty" and he kissed my hand.

"its okay, im sorry. this is just all very new to me" i told him, and i was actually happy that he explained it to me and cared about how i felt.

so we got to the jam3eya and before i got out, we were saying our goodbyes and planning what we were going to do tomorrow and he asked me something

"noora, can i kiss you?" he seemed shy but he gave me that smile that melted my heart, how could i say no to that? even though it would be my first kiss, i said yes.

he kissed me. it wasnt long, it didnt involve tongue action. no, it was a passionate kiss but not rough. and i opened the door, got out, got into my car, and headed home.

i knew that me and barrak were going to go a long way. remember? he said he wanted me to be his wife!

so the day ended and all i could think about was barrak and how hard i was falling for him. wasnt it too soon? we've only known each other for around 5 months and have only been a couple for 2 days and he ALREADY kissed me and slept in the same bed as me? what was happening to me?

but the thought that relieved me was that next year at this time, barrak was going to be my fiance. he said it himself. he was just waiting for me to graduate.

the only person i told was maryoom. for some reason, i felt that it was better not to mention this to rawan because she, being the motherly type, would probably come over to my house and put my head in the toilet.

maryoom didnt think it was too early, bil3ax, she thought he was perfect in every way and that i was lucky to have him. but she didnt seem very comfortable on the phone that night.

"maryoom babe shfeech?"

"noora, can you do me a favor?" she never asked me, she usually just told me.

"of course galbee, shfeech?" i was worried.

"well, the other day, i was going to get something for my mother from alraya and i saw khalid's car, remember the cayenne we drove?" she seemed so sad. it was breaking my heart

"yeah?"

"well, i couldnt help but wondering what i did wrong, ya3nee why did he just stop talking to me?" she seriously was breaking my heart. she found someone that was able to break her confidence, someone she put her guard down for, and he hurt her so badly.

"7abeebty guys are assholes" i didnt even know what to say, i didnt have much experience with guys before.

"noora, can you ask barrak about khalid and what happened? i just want to know what i did wrong. because its killing me thinking that i might have done something to lose someone so amazing" she started crying. maryoom never cries. especially not over something like a guy.

"of course 7abeebty, ill ask and get back to you" and with that, we shut the phone and i called barrak.

"NOORAA!!" he screamed with excitement

"BAROOROO!" that was my nickname for him. haha. and he hated it to pieces.

"we3 bas." hes such a dalou3.

"ok anyways barrak, i have to talk to you about something. are you free?" my voice was extremely serious to the point where if he would have been busy, he would have made himself free to find out what it was and thats exactly what he did.

"yeah just one minute." and he walked out of the duwaniya "hala 7abeebty, whats wrong?"

"Barrak shloon Khalid?" i asked straight out. ma a7ib when people elifoun w edouron. its like: GET TO THE POINT ALREADY BEFORE I HAVE A SEIZURE.

"Khalid, rifeeji?" he was confused and taken aback by the fact that i brought up khalid.

"Khalid, maryoom's khalid, meaning e, khalid rifeejik" i dont know why i was being so cold.

"hes good laish?" min 9eja hatha?

"can i ask you something? but you answer me honestly?" i was losing my patience.

"e" E?! HOW COLD CAN SOMEONE GET?

"What happened with khalid and maryoom? why did he stop talking to her faj2a?"

"Noora, khalid is married."

OH.MY.GOD.

YOU GUYS! OH MY GOD!! GUESS WHAT!

so i havent talked to or seen barrak for almost 7 or 8 months now okay?

and my friends decided to go to avenues today and check out topshop. so while i was driving there in my red range (THE ONE FROM BARRAK), this black range rover ( LIKE BARRAK'S) that was fully tinted (LIKE BARRAK'S) followed me! and i didnt think twice about it being barrak's car or anything like that. except when the car sped up infront of me, i noticed the plate number and it was HIS!! my heart sank in its place! IMAGINE!

yes, i still love him, a lot actually. but shit it hurt to see him! even though i didnt really see him!

so anyways, the range slowed down and opened the window, so i turned to look at my beautiful barrak, wela A GIRL WAS DRIVING THE CAR! IMAGINE!

she gave me a dirty look, laughed in my face, and drove off! we3, i didnt even end up going to avenues. it just. madry. it hurt. :(

9.

my first reaction was to shut the phone in his face. i dont know why. it was a reflex. i was freaked out. i have been talking to him for around 5 months now and i JUST found out that the guy i "think" i love is the hottest person alive. okay maybe not the hottest, but definitely in the top 10.

he messaged me saying: im leaving, get up in 5 minutes and tell them youre going to the bathroom, i just want to see you for a bit.

so i did as i was told and headed towards the "bathroom" and called barrak

"wainek?"

"im in the parking, underneath hallmark, my friend left, come to my car, its a navy porsche 911" and again, with that, he shut the phone and i made my way to his car.

how is it that hes always everywhere i am and i have never seen his car? isnt that strange? oh well, its okay, i guess hes good with sneaking around.

so i went to his car and he motioned me to get in so, like someone thats hypnotized, i followed his orders. i dont know how he does that, but i always end up doing whatever he wants.

"hala wala" he has a huge smile on his face

"hala feek" i was so shy, i kept playing with my phone.

he took the phone out of my hand and put it on his lap and held my hands in his. "Noora, a7ibich. wabeech itkuneen 7agee, like my girlfriend until you graduate, and then my wife. will you noora? be my girlfriend?"

i knew what i wanted. i didnt care at the time about what fahood, my brother, would do to me if he found out, or how disappointed my parents would be, or how different my life would me. all i wanted at the time was barrak. i wanted to know that he was mine and i was his. and, like he said, he wanted me to be his wife right? wrong. i was a poor little naive girl.

"yes, i will, but promise me you'll never lie to me" i had to make sure he wouldnt. because, back then, you know, i was still stupid and believed that nobody would ever break a promise.

"i promise ya galbee i promise i promise!" and he kissed my hands and my head. "7abeebty, you need to go back to your friends. can i see you tomorrow?"

"of course you can, i'll call you when i wake up?"

"shenu when you wake up? youre going to call me when youre on youre way home" he chuckled. hes so cute when he smiles. it brightens up my world. well, it used to.

so i went back to lenotre, but i didnt mention anything to my friends. i didnt want to take the risk of anyone around us hearing about it. so i invited them over to my house and i told them everything. they were happy for me and i was happy too. its an amazing feeling. the feeling of having someone care about you and want you.

me and barrak talked all night and we even fell asleep on the phone. i woke up at 10 to him still on the phone.the duration was 11 hours and 42 minutes.

"barrak?" i whispered because i didnt want to wake him up

"GOOD MORNING BEAUTIFUL GIRLFRIEND!" he shouted at the top of his lungs.

"shh shh good morning barraky, when did you wake up?"

"an hour ago" he was still smiling. i could feel it through the phone

"then why didnt you shut the phone?!" i was embarrassed! what if i snored?! what if i was sleep talking? FASHLA.

"because, i wanted to be the first voice you heard when you woke up" aww hes so sweet. 7abeeby i think i love him. "yala get up, shower, ghaslay, get dressed and meet me at the jam3eya" and he shut before i could argue.

so i did as i was told and went to the jam3eya. ya7leela he was already waiting for me. so i got out of my car and got into his completely tinted black range. apparently he got that one so nobody would see us. hes so thoughtful.

i got into the car and i couldnt believe my eyes. he had my grande iced caramel machiatto from starbucks and a halloum panini. i got this for breakfast every morning before school. ya7leela!

"i figured you didnt have your breakfast yet?" and he gave me the most heartwarming smile in the world.

"thank you!" and i drank my drink and ate my panini "barraky where are we going?"

"you'll see" and he left the jam3eya. only, i didnt recognize the road we were on. there were no signs, no cars, no people, nothing. until 10 minutes later, we came across a sign that said "Jleeb il shyoukh" pointing left.

8. *for identity! :*

LOVE? love me? LOVE ME?

laa, akeed he just wrote that 3ashan my parents think its a secret admirer aw shay! i mean its only been a few months that we've known each other! ya7leela hes so cute though, i cant believe i have my car!! i left the note on the car so my parents could see it and we headed to my room to talk and sleep.

we woke up around 11 to my parents laughing really loudly outside and my brother laughing but in a very uncomfortable way. so me, maryoom, and rawan walked out in our pjs and our sleepy eyes.

"whats happening?" i asked them, obviously eager to know. the events of last night completely slipped my mind and i forgot i had a car. i thought i was dreaming.

"well baba, it seems that we dont have to go look for a car for you, because your secret admirer already got you one" and he laughed so hard that he turned red.

"oh hehe, yeah baba, someone rang the doorbell last night and left the keys on the floor" this was such an awkward conversation.

"well 7abeebty, you should find out who it is and return the car. you cant accept something like this. 3eeb" mama, ya7leelha shes so cute and polite, i love her so much.

"yes mama inshala, but can i drive it until then? PLEAAAAAASE" i was their little princess, of course they wouldnt say no to me!

"okay 7abeebti, bas deerai balech!" they both said in unison.

so me maryoom and rawan got dressed in our juicy training suits and headed to giz in my lovely car until lunch time. we were listening to the cds barrak had made for me and i loved the songs! i loved it all! hes so cute.

"you guys.. i think i love him" i told the girls.

"AWWWWW!!" they both said "are you going to tell him?"

"yeah i think i am, but not until the think becomes an "i know i love him"" and i gave them my air quotes.

so we drove around until 1 and decided we'd each go home and change at meet at lenotre in marina. i dropped each of them home and called barrak on my way home

"hala bil zain!" he was happy every time i called him and i loved that i could make him feel that way.

"thank you so much wallah i love my car!" i couldnt stop thanking him. i really did love what he did and maybe i loved him too. i didnt really know what love felt like, all i knew was that he made my insides twist and turn.

"ishda3wa 7abeebti, you deserve much more. just do me a favor and dont drive so fast, i'll get rid of the guys following you"

"how do you know?" i was confused, yet again.

"i know everything" he said confidently.

so i ignored that and told him i was going out with the girls for lunch after i change and all that and we shut the phone.

i got home, took a shower, left my straight hair to dry on its own and got dressed. i wore skinny jeans with a white tank top and a maroon cardigan and my black and white channel flats with my classic channel bag and my diamond studs, of course.

i left the house in a hurry because maryoom and rawan were already there. and i got there 15 minutes later. i literally ran to lenotre and sat down panting. haha. we ordered our food and noticed this really REALLY hot guy walk passed our table about 8 times in counting. he was tanned, like beautifully tanned, a bit more than sun-kissed, and he glowed. his eyes were light grey with a hint of baby blue. i cant even explain how beautiful his eyes were. his lips were to die for. and his nose was perfectly straight. his head was shaved and his body was perfect. you could obviously see that he had the body of a model even though he was dressed in a black polo and gray training pants.

maryoom was literally drooling over him but i didnt want to give him any weyh because i thought barrak would probably be watching. so after the 8th time, the guy and his friend decided to sit at the table facing me so that the guy would have a view of me.

i got a message at the exact moment saying: where are you?

i replied, telling barrak that i was in lenotre in marina and with my friends.

the second i sent the message, the guy in front of me recieved one, and his message tone was LOUD. so i jumped up and looked at him. as soon as he realized i was looking at him he looked up and i looked away. i was embarrassed that he caught me checking him out.

i got a message a minute later from barrak saying: you look beautiful, as always.

i freaked out, even though i KNEW he was going to be there, hes always everywhere! and i started looking around but there was no point, i didnt know how he looked. so i gave up on trying.

i got another message saying: look up yal 7elwa :*

i instantly looked up to find the hot guy staring straight into my eyes and i looked down right away and sent barrak a message saying: NO! theres a guy right in front of me and you made me stare at him!

the guy in front of me suddenly started laughing so hard that i thought he was going to explode wila faj2a, my phone rang and i picked up. it was barrak.

"look up nooroo" he said in between his laughs

i looked up and saw that the hot guy was also on the phone and it clicked in my head. the hot guy in front of me was barrak.

7.

what is wrong with this guy? shyabee? im not hie sister, cousin, girlfriend, mother. im nothing to him, menu uhwa 3ashan he tells me to go change? we3. anyways how does he always know where i am? thats so scary.

i didnt want to tell maryoom or rawan about him just yet. so i didnt mention anything. but for some reason, i wanted to go home and change. madree lesh, and i still question myself about why i listened to a stranger, but i did. so we got our food to go and headed back to mariam's house.

i didnt reply to his message, because i know he was watching me leave and head into a house. he was scary like that. so we spent the day at mariam's pool and then each of us went home and slept. i didnt talk to barrak that night, even though he called a lot and even messaged me a lot. but i decided to show him who wears the pants between the two of us.

so weeks went by with barrak acting exactly the same, always knowing where i was, who i was with, what i was wearing, and everything. then suddenly, my birthday was coming up, and i hadnt mentioned to him that it was my birthday, so i assumed he wouldnt know.

a week before my birthday, barrak started asking me all these weird questions, like whats your favorite car? favorite car color? favorite material for the car seats? favorite music? favorite thing to have dangling from the mirror in a car? favorite key chain? and even favorite car smell. of course i answered telling him my favorite car was a red range sport, with light beige leather, favorite music was english of course, favorite dangling thing was a crystal, favorite keychain was one that i had seen in LV and that i didnt have a favorite car smell, i just loved my brother's lacoste cologne.

so finally, my birthday came and i was turning 18. Baba, of course, had his ways, and i had my license the morning of my birthday, but my car was yet to come, he said we would go look for it next week when he was back from the shaleh, but gave me his black classic range rover to drive until then. maryoom and rawan had taken me to lunch in chocolate bar in avenues and we headed back to my house. i hadnt heard from barrak the whole day, and i didnt bother calling or messaging.

we decided to go to my house and chill there for a while until around 6 so we could go out. so we got to my house at 5, and i opened the door to a surprise party done by my lovely best friends. every girl i knew was there. and everything was pink and white, just like i like it. i loved those girls! there was pizza too, which was my favorite, and everything was perfect. maryoom made me change into this stunning short black dress that was tight in all the right places and quite short.

around like 9, i get a text from barrak saying: open your house door.

akeed he knew it was just us girls in the house, or he wouldnt have even stepped foot near my house. so i was curious to know what was up and i opened to door to find an LV box on the floor. that was so weird, he didnt even know it was my birthday!

i picked it up and opened it to find the key chain i wanted, but, there was a car key attached to it. i automatically called barrak.

"THANK YOU SO MUCH! but um, theres a key?" i obviously sounded confused

he started giggling. what a surprise right? "e 7abeebti, theres a key, go outside" and with that, he shut the phone.

i went outside in my party dress, not caring that everyone passing by could see me in my dress. and i saw it. i started screaming. AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! SHENU HATHA?! NO WAY NO WAY!!!!

i called barrak, but he didnt pick up. i took the key and crossed my fingers and unlocked the car doors. no way. it was the red range, exactly how i wanted it. with 18 english cd's, im guessing because i turned 18, a bottle of my brother's lacoste cologne, and the crystal dangling from the mirror. inside the car was bright pink balloons, each one said happy 18 noora!

i started crying. i was so happy. no way. how was i going to explain this to my father?

just when i started tearing, barrak called me

"7abeebti dont cry, im sorry, i thought you would be happy" he sounded disappointed.

"you idiot! these are happy tears! thank you so much! i cant believe you did this! oh my god thank you barraky!" i spoke so fast.

"barrakich? ana barrakich? amoot? tabeene amoot?" he was happy too, 7ayate! "happy birthday 7abeebty, now go inside, and im going to leave a note on your car 3ashan it will explain everything to your father"

i still didnt know how he looked or anything. but i did as i was told and headed inside. i couldnt hide him anymore, i had to tell maryoom and rawan.

when all the guests left, it was around 1 am, and maryoom and rawan were sleeping over. so i told them everything.

"I AM SO HAPPY FOR YOU! BACHER WERE GOING TO GIZ IN YOUR CAR!" maryoom, 7abeebti, shes so cute, she never judged me.

"Nooro, you have to think about this before you jump in too far, but either way, im here for you, and im happy if you are happy" rawan didnt seem too happy though about me falling for a complete stranger.

yes, i said it, i have fallen for barrak al x. while i was day dreaming about him, maryoom started jumping up and down like a kangaroo. "NOORO NOORO! GO CHECK THE NOTE!"

oh right, i forgot about that! so we ran outside and there was a note. it read: Happy birthday Noora, el 3umer kela enshala, i hope im not out of line by giving you a car on your birthday, but im someone from school, and i've liked you for the past 5 years, actually, i think i might just love you.

LOVE? love me? LOVE ME?

6.

i couldn't fall asleep. i felt like there was something fishy about this "barrak al x" and i kept thinking about him and how sad his life was. maybe he really did need me in his life, just as a friend of course, just to help him get through all the drama that went on.

so just as i was about to fall asleep, i got a message from him saying : thank you so much noora, wallah you made me the happiest person in the world! yala namay stop thinking about me and sleep! goodnight 7abeebti.

7ABEEBTI? isn't that like a big word? somewhere near the i love you stage? i brushed it off thinking he probably calls everyone that, like i do. and i messaged him back saying: don't think too highly of yourself mister, and goodnight B.

and with that, i fell asleep again. however my vibrating phone woke me up at 6 am. and guess who it was? BARRAK. of course, who else is possibly that annoying?

i picked up.

"alo?" i barely whispered. first he wakes me up at 2 am and then again at 6? what is wrong with this guy, does he ever sleep?

"ya hala bil zain!" he was overexcited.

"why do you keep waking me up? is that like a favorite pastime of yours?" he was irritating me and i was regretting ever giving him weyh in the first place.

"pastime? YAL NEEEEEEEERD KAAAAAAAAAAAAAK! arent you the deyaya that sleeps early and wakes up at 6?" he giggled, AGAIN. "fa gilt i'll call you as soon as you wake up"

no, this guy is too much. is he stupid or just acting that way to piss me off?

"are you kidding me?" my voice showed that i was obviously very mad.

"haha sorry nooroo wala sorry, khalas sleep and call me when you wake up" and with that, he shut the phone.

what is it with this guy that i cant stop thinking about him or talking to him? a lot of guys have given me this kind of attention, even more, but he was the first i actually talked to.

so i went back to sleep, woke up at 9, showered, had breakfast with my brother fahood, and got ready to go to maryooms house for a day of tanning. i took kumar, picked up rawan and went straight to maryooms.

on my way there, i get a message from barrak saying: tell your driver to slow down, hes driving too fast. and how about next time, you dont leave your house in a dress that short? ;)

WHAT THE HELL? SHDARAA?! HOW DID HE KNOW? hes so scary!

i replied to the message saying: i wasnt aware that you became my keeper, but i'll keep that in mind for future reference.

remember, i still didnt know how barrak looks like or what car he drives or anything.

so we got to maryooms house and she decided she wanted to go have breakfast in johnny rockets, the one next to fanar, before we swim and tan, so we agreed and took her white G500 , since she now drove.

all three of us were in our pool clothes, meaning me in a short yellow dress and flipflops, rawan in black shorts and a white t-shirt and maryoom in a short jeans skirt (not too short of course) and a fuschia t-shirt. but it was really early, so we were sure not many people would be there.

as soon as we got to johnny rockets, like we guessed, we were the only ones there. however, i got another message from barrak saying: didnt i just tell you not to wear that dress out of the house? go home and change now.

5.

yes, i have to admit that i DID think about this stranger that was supposedly head over heels in love with me. and yes, i was beyond flattered, but i thought he was insane.

for the next few months, me and mariam didn't mention what happened with barrak to anyone, and we hardly even talked about it ourselves, it was just awkward i guess.

so months passed and senior year started, so the thought about this stranger went away because of all the honors classes we were taking, all we could think about was work work work until one day my phone rang around 2 am, waking me up. my phone hardly ever rings this late unless its maryoom or rawan calling to bitch about something so i picked up without even looking at the number.

"mmmmmmmmmmmmm"

"Noora?" it was a man's voice but i couldn't trace it.

"Who is this?" i was so tired that the words barely escaped my lips and came out as a somewhat loud whisper.

"Ma3ach Barrak al x, im not sure if you remember me" he was so confident with himself. calling me at 2 am? like he was sure that i was going to welcome him with open arms or something.

"How did you get my number?" i was honestly scared.

"I have my ways, listen, i need to talk to you about something, mashghouula?"

MIN 9IJA HATHA HE CALLS ME AT 2 AM O HE ASKS IF IM MASHGHOULA?!

"min 9ijik inta you call me at 2 am and expect me to be awake and talk to you?"

he giggled. what the hell was so funny? i started getting mad. "no3ich dyeeya itnameen imbacher bil weekend?" and he kept giggling.

"WHAT EXACTLY DO YOU WANT?" i was so irritated bas i dont know why i couldnt shut the phone! i think i was somehow attracted to the idea of a guy, especially one outside of my school, that supposedly loved me.

"calm down, can we talk or should i call you at 6 am when you wake up?" and he giggled somewhere.

"inta shfeek? shtaby? what do you want from me? dont make me shut the phone and give it to my brother the next time you call" he was so annoying chinna yahil.

"bkel 9ara7a ya noora, ana abeech. i've wanted you since day one. since the time i saw you in chilies with you concentrating on your coke up until today when i saw you walking out of your school gracefully with your skirt and tie. youre so cute in that tie."

i cut him off. "NA3AM?! what today when you saw me walking out of school?! are you some kind of freaky stalker?!" how scary right?

"no no no, my little brother goes to your school, and i have just been volunteering to pick him up for the last month or so" he was so cocky it disgusted me.

"can you not call me again?"

"no i cannot not call you again. just give me a chance. please. just let me talk and if you dont like what i have to say, you can shut the phone, w kelmat rayal, you wont hear from me again ya noora"

i thought about it and decided that i'd let him talk, it seemed like a good deal, its not like i would fall for any of his bullshit. "okay, talk. you have 10 minutes, you better make it good"

"haha youre so cute youre making it seem like were in a business meeting" he giggled again. since when do guys giggle?

"9 minutes" i wasnt actually timing him, i just wanted him to hurry up because i wanted to get back to my dream about me and maryoom finding a pink dog.

"okay listen," his tone became serious, it sounded kind of hot actually, "My name is barrak al x, im 23 years old, i have 3 brothers, ahmed mohammed and nasser. im the eldest, ahmed and mohammed are twins."

"okay and this has what to do with me?" i thought it was cute that he was telling me all about his life but why? i was confused.

"just listen, please. i was in boarding school in england since i was in the 5th grade because my parents are divorced and, you know the drama. so anyways, in england, i met this girl and we got really close. eventually, i dated this girl for 5 years and loved her more than i loved food, air, or water. she was my life and i was hers, and we were going to get married, i was going to ikh6ubha but her father didnt accept me because she was ibdowiya and i wasnt and she was apparently already promised to her cousin" he seemed really really sad, maskeen, kisar kha6ree wala.

"im sorry" my eyes were watering!

"theres more," he cut me off, "she got engaged to her cousin and we still talked, and i still saw her every single day. except, one day, she went to london with her mother to get prepared for her wedding, and her and her mother got hit by a car and died instantly. this was 2 years ago, and i wasnt able to go out of my house until the day i saw you in chilies. that was my first time out of the house"

by now, i was crying. it was so sad. he sounded so sad. maskeen he really loved her! "allah yir7am7um, im very sorry"

he ignored my comment. "well anyways, when i saw you, it was like i was looking at her. you look just like her, you even have the innocence beaming out of you like she did. and honestly noora, all i want is a chance. please. i didnt have a chance with her, dont make me lose you too."

this guy was talking to me like he already knew me, which was quite freaky, but something about me made me believe him and want to give him a chance, maybe not as a boyfriend but as a friend, i was going to be there for him as a shoulder to cry on.

"ok" i barely spat it out.

"seriously noora?! do you know how happy you just made me? wala ra7 a7a6ich b3younee" this guy is bipolar! one minute he is crying and the next he is happy? its kind of cute, in a way.

i giggled, i dont know why, im not the giggling type, but i giggled, i think hes contagious.

we shut the phone and i couldnt help but thinking that maybe i made a mistake...

4.

i love how ive already posted 6 posts in one day :P all for you identityy :*

random numbers rarely call mariam. so she assumed it was someone she knew.

"Alo?"

"Mariam?" a guys voice came from the phone

"Na3am, who is this?" she was excited, a new guy was calling her

"Ma3ach Barrak al x. im khalid's friend. the one that was in the car with you and your friend. madry if you remember?" according to maryoom, he seemed VERY nervous.

"Ummmmm, yeah i think i do remember. but one question, khalid gave you my number?" by now, she was angry. she thought the worst about khalid. how could he talk to her for a week, leave her hanging, and then give her number to random guys? min 9ija hatha?

"la wallah he didnt, i actually took the number from his phone when he went out to help you during the accident"

"okay, that was a few months ago, why are you calling me now? is khalid okay? is something wrong?" she had a gutt feeling that something had happened to khalid and thats why he hasnt called or picked up

"no khalid's fine, everythings good. listen, i have a question i want to ask you, is that alright? or is this a bad time?" it wasnt a bad time, all she was doing was painting her nails and watching friends.

"sure go ahead" she was curious to know what was up.

"i dont really know how to say this, but were you the one sitting behind me in the car, wearing white?"

"no, that was my friend, why?" she was somewhat angry at the fact that the beautiful stranger on the phone that goes by the name barrak was asking about me instead of her. she had always been like that, but its okay, its something weve grown accustomed to.

"well, honestly, im a bit embarrassed to bring this up, bes from the second i saw her, 7abaita, w madry shlon dashat galby and i cant stop thinking about her. would it be way out of line for me to ask you for her number?" it was obvious that he was extremely shy

"sorry no, shes not the type to talk to guys, is there anything else or will that be all?" she was annoyed at him. not because she was jealous of me or anything, but because he was khalid's friend

"actually, if you wont give me her number, can you put us on conference? i just want to hear a no from her if thats her answer" he seemed hopeless and depressed so mariam decided that it would be okay to call me and conference us and told me to act as though i wasnt aware that he was on the phone.

"MARYOOOOOOOOM! you idiot whats up? come over? yala?" i acted like myself, of course.

"akhh" a mans voice came from the phone

"um maryoom?" i acted like i was confused that a mans groan was coming out of my phone

"yeah shfeech? yala am going to come over in like an hour, we'll go get mcdonalds, 7di mishtahya cheeseburger" she tried to hide his groan

"aaaaaaaaakhhhhhhhhh" he did it again

"um maryoom whos on the phone?"

"wa akheeran sima3na sootich" barrak said in this tone of voice that sounded like someone completely in love.

"im sorry? who is this?" i asked like i didnt know

"im barrak al x. im khalid's friend, the one from chilie's. the one from the car. ring a bell?" he seemed excited so i wanted to crush his hopes so he'd get that i dont want anything to do with him

"sorry, no not really, do you need anything?" i made myself seem irritated with him

"honestly, since the day i saw you in chilies, all ive been thinking about is you, and ive been going there like a crazy addict every single day looking for you, and i finally built up the nerve to call mariam and ask her about you" he seemed extremely shy and heartbroken in a way "and i dont even know your name..."

"listen, i dont know you, please dont call mariam again, because she wont pick up, and please, dont think about me anymore or whatever youre doing because its creepy. and good day." and i shut the phone in his face. good day? am i stupid? who the hell says good day? i didnt know what was wrong with me. but what i thought was that this would be the end of barrak al x, but it wasnt. it was only the beginning..

3.

who knows? maybe he could help.

mariam was FREAKED OUT. she didnt know what to do. call mr.hottie or get grounded for life?

she decided to call mr.hottie.

"so you decided to call me ha?" he was so sure it was her.

*sobs*

"SHFEECH?! WHY ARE YOU CRYING?! WHAT DID I DO NOW?!" he was worried. he has yet to meet the girl and already made her cry twice.

"mu *sobs* inta. we got into an accident *sobs* and i thought i could call you *sobs*" maskeena i have seriously never seen her this scared.

"wainkum? im coming" hes so cute, ya7leela he cared already

she told him exactly where we were and we waited. the 3agad already drove off because madry maybe they were embarrassed at the fact that they had to explain that the cause of the accident was them being idiots? madry.

anyways we waited for 5 minutes and saw a black, fully tinted cayenne turbo stop behind us and mr.hottie walked out.

"UFFF! shenu an elephant crashed into you?" and he laughed.

this, of course made mariam even angrier because "it was not the time for joking" and she started tearing all over again.

he looks over at me and smiles. i put my head down.

"ana khalid. and you are?" looking at mariam waiting for her to answer and completely ignoring the fact that i existed, of course :P

"m mm mariam" and she blushed.

"inzain, maryoom, why are you so scared? its just a car, w il7amdela nothing happened to the both of you" he smiled his heartwarming smile again

"BECAUSE IM 17 AND MY PARENTS ARE OUT OF THE COUNTRY AND I STOLE THE CAR AND WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" she started bawling again. way itfashel this girl wallah :P

"inzain inzain maryoom calm down, listen, heres what we are going to do okay? im going to take your car to the garage and you and your friend are going to follow me to the garage, were going to put ur car there and im going to drop you both home inzain? just dont cry please."

all she could say was "shenu maryoom? i dont even know you. but ok"

i gave her the death stare ely "WTF WERE SO NOT TRUSTING A RANDOM GUY THAT JUST RAQIMED YOU!!"

but she was ignoring my glare and heading to the car and was going to open the door to the front seat when another guy opened the door and got out, heading towards the carrera and sitting next to khalid. i didnt even look at the guy so i didnt know how he looked.

we got into khalid's car and followed him to the garage.

"Nooroo! you saw the other guy? hes so hot! we should so double date! you and the other hottie and me and khalid!"

"you dont know anything about the guy except that his name is khalid and you already want to date him?" i was messing with her head, i felt like something was going to happen between them, they definitely had a connection and he was soo nice!

we got to the garage and mariam got down to give him her credit card so she could pay and khalid went ballistic. apparently "3aib for her to offer to pay when theres a rayal with her"

so ya7leela, he paid for the damages and wouldnt even tell her how much he paid.

me and maryoom got into the backseat of his cayenne and he was driving with his friend next to him

"ha what would you lovely ladies like to listen to? rwaished? iljasmy? rashed? wela no3kum backstreet boys say you love me again madry shenu?"

we couldnt stop laughing! he knew us so well. not that we like backstreet boys, but that we were the english music types. so him and mariam kept talking while me and his friend were completely silent. i had my head down the whole time.

khalid dropped us off at mariam's house and called her the second he drove off. so much for our "haagen dazs and doritos" talk :P so i dozed off while they stayed on the phone and woke up around 1 am to mariam screaming at me to get dressed because khalid was coming to the duwaniya to "chill"

my first instinct was that he was a serial killer and out for his next victim so i took a kitchen knife and put it under a pillow in the duwaniya and put a movie on until he came.

him and mariam sat there for hours talking and staring at each other wela faj2a he realized that he was sitting on something annoying. DING DING DING! the pillow that had the knife underneath it. he pulled the pillow up, saw the knife, and started laughing so hard that his eyes were watering.

"HAHAHAH SHENU HATHA?!"

"m mm madry :S" mariam knew that i had put it there but, come on, she wasnt going to make him think her best friend was a retard!

so anyways i left them in the duwaniya and went upstairs to sleep. a couple of hours later, mariam showed up and kept telling me how amazing he is and whatnot.

keep in mind that this whole time, khalid didnt know my name or anything about me. as far as he knew, i was mariam's best friend w bas.

a few days later, khalid dropped the carrera to mariam's house and all was well..

except when mariam was calling him, he stopped picking up. he stopped calling her and messaging her and coming over. she was devastated. yes, she only knew him for like a week, but everything was perfect and she knew she was falling for him, and trust me, mariam does not fall for guys easily.

so we gave up on khalid and she moved on and life was good again.. until one day.. a very random number gave mariam a call...

2.

okay so im really bored, and im going to post again :P

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to say i was scared would be an understatement. what was he going to do to us?

let me explain something to you. i am a drama queen. i overreact and i over-exaggerate. but this guy, he was scary. his face was like those cartoons whose faces suddenly become different shades of red. of course, this made mariam cry more. but she was determined to make him leave.

"please, please go away" she managed to say between sobs

suddenly his face became normal again, and he was the hottie that was sitting next to us again. hes so weird!

"no, please dont cry, i cant look at someone as beautiful as you cry" was what he managed to say.

aww. hes actually quite cute, but wow, his accent is better than those of all my previous english teachers put together!

this time, i looked up, i wanted to match the voice to a face. he was probably one of the most handsomest guys i had ever seen to that day. his eyes, like mariam were striking blue, his eyelashes were like rawans, his tan was like the tan of every other kuwaiti guy, but it somewhat glowed. and his body was like the body of an abercrombie model. he was dressed in a red polo and beige shorts and red and gold pumas. typical kuwaiti style.

i nudged mariam and she looked at me questioningly.

"what?" she whispered thinking he couldnt hear her

"i can still hear u if u whisper. hehe. look, can u please just take my number? i feel like we have a connection or something. you dont have to call me or anything. just khaleeny arta7 nafseeyan and take my number so i at least have hope." and he gave her a heart warming smile.

but mariam, being the girl she is, just took her phone out, and gave him a look that was like "YALA", you know what i mean?

"its quite easy actually, so even if u delete it you will remember it, im sure" and he winked at her

but she still had the YALA look going on and he gave her the number. it was like "xxyxxxx" thats the pattern it was. easy no?

"thank you gorgeous, take care of yourself" and with that, he shut the door and walked back into chilies.

we didnt talk about it in the car because we knew that the second we got to mariam's house this would be a "haagen dazs and dorito's" moment to talk about. so while we were on the way there, these 3agad, i cannot even explain them. ily bu porcupine hair o skinny jeans o metallic shirts started following us, wela faj2a, CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASH.

these freaks bumped into us. and this time, me and mariam both started crying. what were we going to do? i jumped out of the car and ran to the back to see what happened. the whole back of the car was dead. it was gone smashed into the inside. our parents would flip their shit if they knew we stole the car, and my brother would kill me if i called him. so mariam decided to call mr.hottie from chilies. who knows? maybe he would help.

1.

*zzzzzzzzz* my phone was vibrating underneath my pillow one monday morning. it was the summer of 2007, this is our last summer as high school students, because 2008, we would have graduated and been high school graduates. exciting yeah?

So back to my phone, it was vibrating and would NOT STOP. it refused to leave me alone while i was dreaming about rainbows or something. i looked at it and of course, it was mariam. hal bent mu bes 7ana when she wants to be. so i picked up

"HA?!"

"NOORO YAL SLEEPYHEAD WAKE UP IM COMING TO PICK U UP WERE GOING OUT!"

and she shut the phone in my face.

most of our conversations were like that. she screamed, i listened. i screamed, she listened. so we had a mutual understanding of each other. haha.

so i got up, showered, blow-dried my hair and stared at my closet. i didnt even know where we were going or what we were going to do so i decided to play it safe and dress in a somewhat casual/fancy way. i took out my white juicy dress, gold juicy flats, and grabbed my classic channel bag. i left my hair down and wore my diamond studs that i never left the house without.

the second i finished, which was like at 1, mariam called me to go downstairs. my parents were in london for a couple of weeks and my brother had been in the shaleh for the past week. so it was just me, rose and sheila, our two maids. i walked out of the house looking for mariam's driver's white escalade, when i saw her driving her mother's red porsche carrera. i freaked out.

apparently, her parents decided to join my parents in london, so she decided to steal the car and pick me up. of course, she knew how to drive since she was turning 18 in a couple of months, so i didnt say no. we got in the car and just started driving around.

an hour later, our stomachs started making funny noises, alarming us that we were starving, so we decided to head to chilies. it was so random because we never actually went and sat there. my brother never let me because apparently it was "full of 3agad". chena the rest of kuwait isnt ya3ni. haha.

we got to chilies and, to our luck, we were the only ones there! so we called rawan and told her to join us as well. while the three of us were ordering, mariam decided that it was safe for her to smoke since no one was there and no one would see her.

we were talking, mariam was smoking, and i was finishing up my diet coke when suddenly 5 really hot guys came into the restaurant and decided to sit at the table right next to us. they would not take their eyes off of us. of course we didnt give them the time of day, but it just felt awkward eating while guys stared us down.

rawan had to leave early, so me and mariam stayed and chilled for a bit longer, ordering dessert and more drinks. when, out of nowhere, one of the guys at the table turns around..

"excuse me, can i please borrow ur lighter?"

mariam was quite apathetic and just handed it to him without a word or smile and i had my head down the whole time.

"mashkoora but, um, can i please have a cigarette as well?"

this is when mariam started laughing hysterically and gave him a cigarette. i still didnt look up. so we paid our bill and decided to leave.

as we were getting into the car, mr hottie that took a cigarette followed us out. we got into the car and he stood at the door, opening it and refusing to shut it.

did i mention that mariam was the biggest pms-er in the world? meaning that her mood swings were out of this world?

well, yeah, she started crying, no actually, she started bawling. and his grip got tighter on the door, his face was turning red, and his nostrils were flaring.

honestly, it would be an understatement to say i was scared. what was he going to do to us? :O