Wednesday, January 23, 2013

Confessions.41


Before you guys start reading, I just want to tell you this:
I'm ending this story as soon as possible and just quit blogging. No new story, no twitter account, no nothing. Its NOTHING personal, I just feel like I've been getting more hate than admiration. And the accusations? LOL. Stop overreacting. This is just a story.
What difference would it make if you know whether it was fiction or real? What difference would it make to know who I am?
So yes, I'm ending it in 10 posts, max 15.
I'm extremely grateful for all the positive feedback and the friends I've made, but this just isn't working.


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"Welahtay 3alay?" he asked as she had her face buried inside his chest, his arms wrapped around her and hers covering her teary eyes. "Waayed." she said with a shakey voice, but she refused to cry in front of everyone, in the middle of the airport. With all that she had of power, she pulled away from her father's hug. "7emdillah 3al salama yal 3am!" exclaimed Abdullah as he gave Rayan's father a hug and a smack on the back. They chuckled as they kept chit chatting about Faisal's trip to London.


Rayan slid her petite body under her father's arm and he placed his arm on her shoulder. She wrapped her arms around his waist and he pulled her in and kissed the top of her head as they were walking out of the doors of the airport.


"Yebtlech kel ely tabeenah." her father said as they were watching Abdullah place the luggage in the trunk of his car. Rayan's smile stretched a little wider and she clapped in excitement. Abdullah and her father both chuckled as her father shook his head, "wala 3umrey ra7 afham shely ywanes lma teshtreen hdoum." he said and Abdullah chuckled a little louder. "Shfahamkum entaw." Rayan said as she flipped her perfectly straightened hair at them dramatically and got into the car.


Today has been a very good day for Rayan, she had breakfast in the Avenues with Abdullah, then headed to the airport to pick up her father. But most importantly, she was excited to see Hamad today. It has been 2 weeks since they opened up to each other, and it only made them grow a little closer to each other with every passing day. She told Abdullah she was going out with Zaina, and it killed her to lie to him. The deal was that she meets Hamad in caribou coffee and they spend some time together, just like the first time he approached her.


Abdullah turned on the radio and the music pulled Rayan out of her thoughts."Allaaah!" she exclaimed as she stretched her hands all the way from the back seat just to turn up the volume. Hall of fame by The Script was playing and both Abdullah and Faisal started laughing.


Rayan was bobbing her head and mumbling the lyrics softly. "Standing in the hall of fammeee." Abdullah started singing and Rayan smiled. "And the worlds gonna know your name." Rayan sang and her father chuckled. "Cause you burn with the wildest flame." she continued, Abdullah kept quiet. He always knew that she had a good voice, but he admired her enthusiasm and the way she controlled her tone.


Rayan sang the lyrics to the whole song, her voice not louder than the radio but still heard by Abdullah and Faisal. At the end of the song, her father let out a chuckle, "Ma theba7teena entay ou hal aghaney?" he said and Abdullah laughed. Rayan gasped, "3eshqeyyy el'abadeyy The Script!" she stated and Abdullah remained silent. He enjoyed the way her father teased her and she teased back.


"Etha maney ghal6an, hathoul 3endhum 7afla b'London b3ad shahar. Sheday 7ailech b'emti7anatech ou ana a7jezlkum entay Ou 3baid. Shrayek?" he said and then directed the question to Abdullah. "DEAL!" Rayan said as she jumped from the backseat and half hugged her father. Abdullah chuckled, "Khanshouf yemkin 3baid 3endah sheghl wla derasa." her father said and Rayan turned to look at Abdullah with pleading eyes. He laughed at the way her eyes begged him to say yes, and the way her lips were ready to form a huge grin. "La ma 3endey shay. Khala9 tewakal." he said to Faisal and Rayan chuckled with excitement.


"Bas haaa! Sheday 7ailech!" her father said and Rayan said she would do her best. Excitement was filling Rayan and she liked it. She looked forward to it, she even started making up outfits in her head for the days she would spend with Abdullah.


As soon as she got back home, she helped her father with unpacking. And her smile grew a little wider every time he pulled out something he had bought for her. In the middle of unpacking, her father pulled out a baseball jacket from Franklin and Marshall and said, "T3aal 3baid yebtah 7agek." he said as he ushered for Abdullah to come.


Abdullah stood next to Rayan as he watched her father take the jacket out of the bag. A frown drew on Abdullah's face, "3amey tawney sharey nafsah." he said. Rayan chuckled, "Khala9 ana akhthah." she said, and the only thing on her mind was how good Hamad would look in it. She gently took the jacket from her father and placed it on the bed. Pulling out her blackberry, she bbm-ed Hamad.

Rayan:
What size do you wear?

Hamad:
M. Laish?

She checked the tag on the jacket and read the size. Her heart did a little happy dance as her smile stretched from ear to ear.

Rayan:
Yay! I have a surprise for you:p

Hamad:
Mabey surprise bas abeech. Shouftech brou7ha surprise.

Rayan:
Cutie:px

Hamad:
Shayfatney yahel? Layan ana?

Rayan:
LOOOOLL eeh you're my baby:p

Hamad:
Chub.


Rayan told her father that she wanted the jacket for a friend and he nodded. She grabbed the jacket, along with the various things her dad had brought her, and rushed to her room.


The clock was ticking a bit closer to 6 with every passing second and Rayan was getting ready. She put on a simple french maxi black dress and paired it with a double wrap golden belt. She accessorised with golden earrings and wore Jenan's love bracelet from Cartier. She waved her hair into big loose curls that framed her face, applied her eyeliner a little too dramatically this time and smeared a dark shade of red lipstick on her lips.


She wore her black heels from Tory Burch and sprayed some of Rihanna's perfume, Rebl Flewr. She neatly folded the Franklin and Marshall jacket on her arm and headed downstairs to inform Abdullah that she was ready to go.


Her heels made a sound that echoed into Abdullah's ears and he looked up to find her, looking as beautiful and graceful as ever. For a second, he felt like she literally took his breath away. He smiled, "Yallah meshaina?" he asked and she nodded. He got up and opened the main door for her. She walked past him as he inhaled her scent, and he wished he could save it for later.


He stopped the car in front of one of the entrances to 360,"Meta tabeen akhthech?" Abdullah asked, trying his best not to stare. "Madrey. Ana maney m6awla. Akhale9 ou adeg 3alaik?" she said with a smile even though her mind told her she shouldn't be smiling. She was lying to his face. "Khala9 Oki, have fun." Abdullah said and waved as Rayan got out of the car and he only stared at the figure of her until it faded into the crowd.


She dialed his number and he picked it up instantly, "Wainek?" she asked in a whisper. She hated walking through a shopping mall alone, but she would do anything for Hamad. Her heart ached, and her mind only kept asking her heart one question:
"Would you have done this if Jenan was still here?"


"Na6rech b'caribou." he said and she imagined the grin on his face grow a little wider. She walked all the way to caribou and he remained on the phone with her. He spotted her beautiful hair and her delicate smile between the crowd and he hung up. He noticed her eyes scanning the room, pleading and waiting to meet his. He walked up to her and she only noticed him when he was a few steps away.


She smiled and looked at her shoes, and Hamad chuckled at her. He moved closer and touched her hands. She instantly intertwined her fingers with his and her body shivered. Hamad smiled as he looked at their hands, the way they perfectly fit. He gently pulled her to the table he had reserved and pulled a seat for her. "Thank you." Rayan whispered as she sat down and Hamad sat across from her.


They sat silently, she stared at her gold painted nails and he stared right at her. Admiring the time she may have spent on perfecting her hair and eyeliner. "Shfeech mesta7ya?" Hamad said and Rayan only noticed that his voice sounded a lot better in reality. She chuckled, still avoiding meeting his gaze. He extended his arm across the table and she placed her hand in his. He pulled her hand closer to his lips and planted a kiss. Rayan stared at his eyes, and she noticed how they were a very appealing shade of brown. And they stared directly at her, almost as if he stared at her bare soul.


"Me7lawa." he said and Rayan chuckled. "Thank you." she said as she regained her confident posture. "Tabeen ashtreelich shay tshrbeena?" he asked, getting ready to get up. "Eeeh bas bagoum ma3ak." she said as she got up and placed the jacket on her seat. Hamad also left his phone and his drink on the table, to indicate that this table was taken.


She stood next to him in the queue, and looked up at him. He was taller than her, and she only reached his collar bones in her heels. "Cham 6oulek?" she asked as she looked up at him again with a chuckle. "Malech sheghl." he said as he took a step forward to the counter.


Hamad kindly ordered Rayan to go have a seat until he waits for her drink and she nodded. She smiled to herself, she loved the way he always stole a glance at her, and the way he paid for her drink, and the way he complimented her hair.


They spent an hour talking and teasing each other, and Rayan would have never wanted it to end. Hamad told her that it was time to go home because he didn't want her dad to get suspicious, and that it was getting a bit late. After calling Abdullah to inform him that she was ready to go hom, she got up and he stood in front of her. By that time, Caribou was almost empty, the people had disappeared and they were all alone.


"Lemeeney." he whispered, almost as if he almost needed her hug. She threw herself into his open arms. And it felt like she had entered a new world, where his hard chest was the land, his arms wrapped around her were the towers and skyscrapers, and his scent was the air she needed to breathe. His heartbeats were loud and clear and Rayan only focused on them and nothing else. He kissed her forehead rested his chin on her head, while running a hand through her curls.


Rayan was so comfortable to be in his arms, she didn't want to let go. "Yallah baba lazem trou7een. 9ar kelah shabab." Hamad whispered and Rayan loosened her grip. She picked up the jacket and looked at him, "Elbesah." she said with a puppy face and Hamad surrendered. "Labseeney." he said as he crossed his arms and Rayan chuckled. "9ej my baby." she said as she unfolded the jacket and helped Hamad put it on.


Hamad smiled at her, "Mashkoura." he said as he seemed very comfortable in the jacket. "Ma bena." she said as her cheeks turned red for the 100th time that night. Hamad made a hand gesture that meant he was ready to walk her to the entrance where Abdullah said he would wait for her and Rayan nodded.


They walked side by side and he held her hand. He made sure to walk her to the gate right before she would exit, but before she left Hamad pulled her in for one last hug.


"A7ebech." he whispered into her ears and Rayan's heart skipped a beat. "I love you too, my hubby." she said and Hamad pulled her closer. "Gouliha bel3arabey." he said being stubborn and Rayan chuckled. "7eta ana a7ebik." she said and Hamad let go of her. "Wain boustey?" he asked as he gave her his right chick. Rayan hesitated at first but the gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and walked out.


Hamad sighed, he had grown closer to Rayan and was beginning to fall harder. Love, as they may call it. But as he watched her disappear from his view, she was appearing into someone else's view. Abdullah's view, who may also start to love Rayan.

19 comments:

  1. Your story is simply amazing, you must know that people wanting to know your identity and spamming your ask.fm are a bunch of losers trying to put you down. I simply understand why you will stop writing, hopefully you change your mind because girl you got a talent at writing. Every bit of your story makes me feel like I'm one of the characters, I seriously start imagining the events and stuff. Whatever I think what rayan did was a huge mistake, she shouldn't have gone out with him neither hugged him. I don't really know but why do I feel like abdullah would seen the hug , I'm just guessing. And here you go again, hamad is a nice boy in this chapter, the next chapter he'll be the ultimate definition of a player and bad boy? Am I right? I think hamad is a real psycho :) like seriously he should stick to one personality ya5ie I got confused with him. Anyways I'm glad that you ended the chapter by showing us how hamad is feeling toward rayan, because at first I thought he didn't love her, but the last sentences assured me that rayan's heart won't be played and torn by a boy that doesn't feel nothing towards her. Thanks for posting, keep the great work going on :D and we are waiting for your next chapter ;)
    M-from UAE aka meem <3

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    1. Haters are gonna hate and potatoes gonna potato ^ و اللي ما يطول العنب حامض(ن) عنه يقول forgot to mention this in my previous comment:D
      M-from UAE aka meem <3

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  2. I totally agree with the 2 comment, your a great writer don't let haters affect you, you reallly have a talent wich is writing. You know, if you write a book it'll succeed for sure! I'm a silent reader but I wanted to say this. And yeah as usual an amazing and a great post. Can't wait till the next post <3!

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  3. felt like the chapter was a little unrealistic? anyways still loved it!

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  4. please don't tell me Abdullah saw them :((!!

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  5. Best blog I've come across in a while <3 -love, MB from KSA :*

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  6. What makes this story a bit boring is that it lacks events and doesn't really have a decent plot.
    I'm sorry if I came off pretty critical, but that's only my honest opinion.

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    1. Thank you for your honest opinion and criticism, but here's my honest reply. Have you ever read a book/ novel? If you have, then you would notice that the events don't occur on every page. I'm sorry if my blog isnt like the other blogs where there's action in every post, I'm trying to take it slow. And IF I throw an event in every post, then that's just not realistic. Don't rush the story, and maybe you still didn't get the plot because this is all just a flashback/memory. Go back to the first chapter and re-read it, and then tell me if it lacks a decent plot.

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  7. It feels kind of like the events are repeated in every chapter...

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  8. I thought you were planning on going for 30 more chapters :c? if you stop haters win. lol drama much

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  9. I have a feeling her dad is gonna see hamad in the jacket & get suspicious

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  10. Can you include her mother more in the story, please? and maybe like Hamad's background?

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  11. omg when he told her he loved her omg I melted :')
    awesome chapter!

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  12. yaaaay 15 comments Now post pleaaaasseeee!!! <3

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  13. 7yaty please don't stop posting because of the haters, they don't matter! We appreciate the time you put into writing his story for us. Theyre lifeless people who don't have anything els to do! So please:(

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  14. noooo dont leeaaave I loooove your story youre an amazing writer mashalllaaaaa :(((
    Is it always like this? the talented people close their blogs!
    I am enjoying reading it wallaaa ♡
    I HOPE you change your mind sadgeeeni eb kel mokan fee nas malageeeef Oo ysawon ro7hom mo7aqiqeeen Oo yaboon y3rfon mno entay so 7greeeehom Oo khale legafat'hom takelhooom Oo 3eshay 7yateeeech xo
    *N*

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