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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..