part 11;***

3 years later:

Deema and Dalal kept their friendship with 7amed since they saw him every weekend in the chalet…

Dalal was very close to 7amad and he considered her as his best friend…which is huge...

Deema didn’t mind their closeness since she knew they were JUST FRIENDS… but she secretly envied their friendship…

Fajer was closer and more open with Dalal than she was with Deema but she still considered Deema one of her best friends…

Fajoor kept a secret of her own from everyone for about a year now….


The summer before college:
Dayoom :
Ugh…why can’t I get over him??...it’s just a crush??....why do I feel this way?... should I talk to Dalool?

I walked over to her room to find her signaling something with her arms to 7amad who was in his room across Dalool….
He looked frustrated and signaled her to go out to the beach to talk…he saw me and waved as he made his way out of his room….

I was biting my bottom lip….he waved at me butterflies were in my stomach….beautiful butterflies…
“EARTH TO DAYOOOM??!!…Welcome back..” “hahaha….sorry…your busy I’ll talk to you later…” I turned my body to leave when I felt her grabbing my arm “ I’m NEVER busy for you Dayoom…he can wait..” I loved that she always puts me first

“well…” I looked down….she was his best friend and I wanted to tell her that the feelings aren’t going away….
“ you still have feelings for him?...” she read me like an open book…I nodded… “ okay…so we clearly need help…do you still dream about him?...” I nodded again…after 3 years we still had the same conversation every month and everytime I was asked the same questions and I would answer her with nodding….this time I’m talking..
“okay Dalool …I know it’s been three years and your really close to him bas I really really want to get OVER HIM…” “me too….he sees me as a friend and… well he sees us as his friends and it’s killing me..” I was used to hearing things like that so it wasn’t a big deal hearing her saying that
“he doesn’t see you as his friend…he sees you as his best friend!!...” “I know and it hurts a lot….you think it’s great??! being asked about girls he liked and my opinion…it hurts…” I really felt bad for her

Being a friend of his was killing me but I never thought about it this way….I would die if I heard him talk about potential girlfriends…

“so?...what do you think we should do?” she shook her head and shrugged her shoulders
“ugh!!!...why’d he have to be so perfect?!!” we laughed and made our way out the room and down stairs…. I went to the kitchen while Dalool went out to the patio to see him…7amad…
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Dalal:

I had the usual talk with Dayoom and our feelings for him were only growing….. I secretly hoped that she’d get over him … I still dream of the day when she comes up to me and says “ I’m over him…you can have him now…” or something like that…here’s to hoping…

I made my way out to the beach to find out what’s wrong with that crazy man….

“what’s up??” I asked as I walked out to him… he looked frustrated… I started to worry….
“laa..slamtich..” okay now I’m really worried…he was clearly upset with me…what did I do??....
“here..” he gave me a box….I looked at him confused… “it’s a blackberry..” “what??!!....I can’t take this…” I wanted a blackberry but I felt that everyone in kuwait had one so I rejected it…
“mu ibkayfich…” “haaa?? shfeeek??” “go check your cell..” what did he mean…. “ laish??”… “wain mobilich?” I checked my pockets as he stared at me…. “da5el” pointing at my chalet I felt stupid… “yeeby ana na6rich” and he looked at his watch….WHAT IS WRONG WITH HIM??!!...

I walked back to the chalet and went to my room….where is it??.... I checked my desk…my bed…my closet… I even checked my bathroom….I checked behind the pillows….where the hell is it??...
I went to Dayoom’s room and I couldn’t find it….

“ROSE!!...ROSE?!!!...ROSE!!!!” “yeees Dalal” she answered … “ where’s my cell?....find it…please…” she went to my brothers room while I went to the living room downstairs…. I checked all the tables …..
“ROSE!!..I FOUND IT!!..”…. I found my cell wedged in between the cushions….

I made my way out to 7amad again waving my cell at him….

I looked at my cell….SHIT….. 9 msgs and 5 missed calls….
I looked up at him and he had an eyebrow raised and a crocked smile… I smiled a wide goofy apologetic smile back at him…

“I still can’t accept this …” “yes you can…your birthday is coming up soon so consider it a birthday gift…” awww he remembers my birthday… “nice try but no………………….....why’d you get me this any way?” “’cause someone was a lousy friend..” “haaaay!!:@!” “this way I get to talk to you whenever…” “a little clingy I would say..” next thing I knew he carried me and started running towards the water…. “AHHHH!!..PUT ME DOWN!!...PLEASE!!...AHHH!!” I was yelling and screaming…. “TAKE IT BACK!!..” “NO!!” I was laughing “ TAKE IT BACK OR I’LL THROW YOU!!” “YEAH RIGHT!!.....PUT ME DOWN!! …NOW!!” he loosened his grip and I truly believed that he’ll throw me…. “I TAKE IT BACK!!” he tightened his grip and moved away from the water…I wish I could stay in your arms forever…

I took awhile to catch my breath and to come back from that dizzy state I was in from being so close to him…
“ I don’t know how to use this thing…” hoping it’ll be an excuse to not take the blackberry “I’ll teach you…it’s really simple...First let’s move your contact list to the phone and whatever you want to move…” I could just die when he said “I’ll teach you”…and the rest was a blur to me… “sure..but I really want ice-cream..” “ ma malaitay min hal ice-cream??” “*gasp* amil min ice-cream??!!...you clearly don’t know me…” he started to smile… “ guess we know who the lousy friend is..” he moved closer to me and my heart skipped a beat…he was inches from my face and he whispered “ you don’t want to mess with me..” I felt shivers move up my spine….oh my god….I felt my cheeks burning …I hope he doesn’t notice…

We went inside our chalet and he followed me to the kitchen…

We ate our ice-creams and I was going towards the staircase when I heard him “ where you going??” “mmmy room?...” “you know I don’t go there..” “what’s the big deal??” he was mad now…guess he doesn’t like going to my room…I really didn’t understand why he never wanted to climb upstairs… “FINE!...I really don’t get you..” I walked back to him….. we were friends why does he make such a big deal about going to my room…

We went to sit on the porch
“so when’s your driving lesson??” he broke the silence as he dabbled with my new blackberry.. “never” he looked up shocked… “Dayoom said her’s was in 2 months…” “yeah…well that’s Dayoom..… I already have a driver and I don’t want to drive…” “laish matabeen itsougeen?? Awal mara ashof wa7da chithy” “maby…. Inzain Fajoor said your cousin fil emarate can you ask him if he can get me the silver cover mal il blackberry bas mu silver silver…silver ma6fy ?” he was quiet for a while and slightly lifted his eyebrow “la7’6a la7’6a la7’6a…sij sij laish matabeen itsoogeen” “because!” “ee??” I was quiet staring at my nails… I really need a manicure… “it5afeen?” he flashed me his famous smile and I melted right then and there….. “yemkin” I said in a low voice… “imshay..” “wain?” “agoolich imshay” I did as I was told…I was really confused..