Chapter 7

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After dealing with Jake and his drunk self I was finally at home with the family. It was about 5 o'clock I was about to miss Asr! I ran to the bathroom as I saw Nayaan make her way there!

"Hahaha Nope not today I call the bathroom! Go use mams and babas fool!", I yelled as i moved her out of my way.

"Ah whatever Layaan just make it quick I need to wash my face from this cinnamon and honey mask.", she replied angrily. I could imagine her rolling her eyes at me. Whatever.

JAKES P.O.V

I had to lie to Layaan, if she knew why I was drunk she would have seriously never fall for me. I know she doesn't like me now, but I have hope in the future she will.

Everything about her is perfect. That long dark silky hair that always smells like blueberries, or those honey eyes that can distract anyone from anything. Even her height is just perfect, she's so short, I literally have to bend down to be at eye level with her.

Her religion was the problem, why couldn't she date what's so wrong about dating! It should be a natural human right! I don't even know how she even believes in God, he's not real. Once we are together I'm gonna have to make her lose religion all together.

That towel thing on her head today...h-h-hijibah or whatever it's called...it was horrible on her...the hell was she thinking covering her beauty like that.

As I laid on my bed thinking of the huge favor Layaan has done for me my phone started ringing.

"Yo Jake! How'd you do today? Did YA take my advice? You drank that s***. You gotta man up and lose your heart man, you one of my boys now"

I opened my mouth to speak, to tell him I'm done, but as opened my mouth to talk the only words that came out of my mouth were " yes sir, you won't be sorry, I drank the whole bottle, if becoming cold hearted was what I need to be, I will". I ended the call and without thinking through my phone against the wall. Great my fifth cracked phone this year.

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