Messages By The wind

Messages By The Wind - Chapter 5

I dragged myself out the shower, peeking out the crack in the bathroom door. Looking left and right and pulling my towel tighter around me I stepped out of the bathroom. As soon as I stepped out I looked to the right at the mirror above the sink and suddenly froze. His piercing green eyes stared back at me in the reflection and it’s like we where in a freeze frame. When did he have green eyes??

 

He stopped gelling his hair and just stared back at me. I didn't recognise the emotion that flickered in his fixed gaze. I suddenly felt my self blush furiously and broke the eye contact retreating back into the bathroom as quickly as I came out.

Crap! That's all I needed isn't it? Putting myself in the worst situation ever! Argh! He's so stupid he probably knew that I was about to come out and he stood there just to see me embarrassed! JERK!

 

I leaned against the bathroom door, angry at my mum for agreeing to go to the gathering today.

I mean we literally knew none there! And the gathering was to welcome my uncle and his family, and the people that where hosting this dinner thing had invited none we new, only distant friends of my mum which we haven’t seen in ages! Correction: I've never seen. Yet my uncle insisted we go! Argh!

I was complaining to Deli and Sarah about this, this morning at Deli's, yet Sarah promised to stay with me since she thought all the girls that were coming where bitches!

I forgot to ask her why though, anyway that still made me feel a bit better about everything although I was dreading it.

I sighed, I think the Jerk left.

I stepped out the bathroom once again. This time there was no trace of him. I exhaled relieved. But its weird I can still smell his gel. It actually smells good, oh... and his aftershave.

Argh yeah I know what your thinking! Just because I like the way he smells doesn't mean anything he's still a JERK!

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I stood impatiently waiting by my uncle’s car. Of course he had one of them big silver 7 seaters with huge wheels and air-condition and all the rest. Well seeing as they did come by car all the way from UAE to Syria it made sense. Also it made them look good with the tinted windows and UAE plate. Anyway I smiled nervously as Sarah came out of my grandparents’ block and we waited patiently as everyone came out.

I was wearing a black tank top with a nice white singlet over the top, which had the words 'you don't know me so Don't judge me' written on it. I had my black skinny jeans on and flat black sandals. I had moussed my hair for the occasion and worn white pearl earrings and black and white bangles. I hadn't put too much make up just some blusher black eyeliner and mascara, with my white purse. I thought I looked kind of good and felt confidence build up in me.

Sarah had worn a cute black skirt, with a white shirt striped in black, which showed her cute figure and I had talked her into wearing her black strappy heels so that we almost looked the same height.

We where now all standing next to the car waiting for? 'Sarah?' I whispered irritated for having to wait in the heat like this! 'Why the hell are we waiting? Doesn't my uncle have the keys or something?'

'No, Ryan has them because he took it for a car wash earlier. But I have no idea what he's doing! I swear he takes more time to get ready then a girl would! Oh look... Here he comes' Sarah whispered back as annoyed as I was.

I subconsciously tapped my foot glaring at my nails to avoid glaring at HIM!

I looked up as he handed my uncle the keys, and analysed him from the side. He was wearing a blue shirt that fitted him amazingly showing the trace of a defined chest underneath. To make the look casual he wore jeans underneath and black shoes. I looked up expecting that glare, but all I saw was black shades.

I must say I love the way he gelled back his longish wavy hair, his skin glowed and my glare deepened. Suddenly Sarah jerked my hand and pulled me towards the car. Apparently we were going into the backs seat which fit 3 people so Sarah went in putting her baby brother in her lap and I followed.

I saw Sarah’s other brother Hayder about to follow me in when I heard a whisper and someone pushing him away. I looked out through the window and strained my ears to hear why Ryan had pushed his brother out the way.

'You sit with Faye and her mom and grandma and mum in the next row, ill sit at the back' Ryan harshly ordered his brother.

I cringed! CRAP! It’s so cramped in here! If he's going to sit here we will particularly be sitting on top of each other. I contemplated telling my mum/ sister to swap places with me, but didn't have time as Ryan climbed on and closed the seat in front so the others can sit down.

He then pushed his butt down next to me. As our bodies touched I felt electricity and fire rush through me at the same time. He shifted uncomfortably and put his left hand across the seat behind my head to make space. With that simple movement I could literally feel the rise and fall of his chest as he breathed. I blushed furiously thanking god for the dark. Suddenly the car jerked as my uncle sped out of the parking space. I jumped forward and my head landed on his shoulder. I tried to pull away but my body refused. I looked up at him in confusion. He looked straight ahead as if nothing major was going on. I shifted slightly in my seat.

Oh man! Crap! He's such a jerk!

With an amazing chest.....

WHAT!? I did not just think that.

I winced at the thought and sat up trying not to touch him. But my uncle pressed the brakes and I went right back into the position I was trying to avoid. I felt his heart beat faster in his chest in sync with mine.

Wait! What??? No I must be imagining.

I took a deep breath and exhaled. After a while I gave up, counting my blessings for the dark since I could feel my face constantly red. I relaxed as much as possible convincing my self it’s not a big deal that my heart was beating like I had just run a marathon.

After feeling like I could handle it. He suddenly leaned into me! I froze! He poked Sarah 'look that’s the ice cream place I was telling you about' he pointed towards a shop with his right hand. And I died. My insides turned into jelly and I held my breath as the smell of his aftershave became stronger. I closed my eyes and tried to exhale. After what felt like hours but was probably seconds he went back into his original position and I exhaled.

I glared up at him catching him turning around away from me. Did he just do that on purpose!!!?? Gosh! I hate him so much! And I swear there was this weird twinkle in his eyes like he was finding this whole thing amusing (wait when did he take off his shades?). I vowed to get back at him. That JERK!

This was going to be a long journey.