Habibi ;3

Chapter 1 - My Familiaa :33

My family. Two words. Eight letters? Well...its not like I'm counting.

For other people their family may be a joy filled ride...however for me its a craze filled household.

"ALIYAAA Get down NOW!"

Aah My mother, my sweet...screaming mother. It was family dinner time and this is the time where our family is most at its craziness.

"I'm COMING Ami!!" Ami is a name for mother in many languages, Arabic, Urdu.

He was a...BANG! BANG! BANG!

Oh dear Allah! Why now!?

Before I can think about anything else my four-year-old niece Youmna and nine year old nephew Nasser.

"Ha! I won!" shouted Nasser triumphantly.

"Noo! I won!" Wailed little Youmna. "Tell him Aliyah!" She cried to me.

"How old are you Nasser Ali?" I ask him glaring,

He gulped at me and whimpered. "Tell me?"

"Nine.." he tells me looking afraid.

"Exactly and your little sister is...four. So that makes you five years older than her." I tell him trying not to laugh.

He nods at me and tells me that they are all waiting for me.

I nod and tell them to go.

They run off racing again. Children.

I was nearly nine years older that Nasser and nearly 14 years older than Youmna. I was going to be 18 inJuly and had already started my second year in College.

I would tell you more about myself but seriously i had to go before my parents came chasing after me with a danda (stick)....only joking, my parents aren't that bad ( (; ).

I quickly pulled my dark brown hair in to a short ponytail and cleaned up my scarf. I had inherited my fathers deep brown eyes and his light brown skin.

Then i went downstairs to face the chaos....

20 Minutes Later...

"Pass the yogurt fatty," I glared at my older brother before 'accidentally' dropping some of the plain Greek yogurt on his hand. His hazel eyes shone in amusement. hAhA so funny.

"Don't be so rude. Your 22 years old stop acting like a child!" my older sister Nada told Hussein. (My brother)

Let me explain my family.

It started with my father Muhammad, my mother Mariam then my oldest sister who was 29 (very old!), then it is Hussein who is 24 and was married however his wife died in an accident a year ago and he's never quite been the same, and lastly me Aliyah who is 17 but i'm going to turn 18 next month and i'm in my last year of college.

Sara is married to her husband Daniel (sounds English but is not, pronounced Dani-El ) and they have three annoying little squirts, Nasser (9), Youmna (4), and lastly Zainab (6 months).

I also had loaaaads of aunts and uncles and even more cousins and more family but i couldn't get into that because i would be here all day...seriously my grandma on my mum side had 12 kids...imagine how many cousins Ive got on my mums side alone!!

Yes my mother was married very young (18 in fact) and it was an arranged marriage however i know that they will not do the same for me and my siblings. my father and my mother love each other very much and hardly argue.

Can't say the same for the rest of the family.

"Oh, Fatimah called and she said she might be coming round on Friday if her daughter finishes work on time,"my sister Sara says casually whilst we are in the middle of eating dinner.

I freeze and my spoon drops on the plate but I hurriedly pick it up before anyone can make a fuss. Oh no! Oh god WHY?!

You are probably thinking why am i making such a fuss..who is fatimah?

Well...Fatimah is a family friend of ours who lives ages away from us (In London) and she has two sons and one daughter. i've met her daughter who is 20 and her son who is 19...well thats the problem her son.....

I guess you could say I had a teensy crush oh him...tiny Okay!?

I met him once and I thought I was in love..seriously! The guy looked like a model! He was very VERY h....handsome I mean.

When he entered the room, my jaw dropped to the floor and to be honest I didn't believe my eyes...

Now if his mum and sister might be coming to our house there is a tiny chance that he might to! His name was Amer....left that a bit late didn't I?

Anyways, nobody know and I wanted to Jeep it that way..I trued to act casual as possible and excised myself from fibber.

I prayed isha, brushed my teeth and went to bed.

Hope you enjoyed it...r this was only a little taster chapter if you get me! Comment fan and vote please everyone!! Xxx