Chapter 20.
S's P.
"Guys the day i first joined, no-one wanted to befriend me and think i am not to be fit in until i met you two", Calvin pouts.
"That's not true, You and Camillah made me feel what it feels having a friend and now", I cast down as tears rolling off.
"Sumaiyah", Camillah came beside me as she's sniffling.
"You are the pillar of our friendship suu", Calvin pouts.
"Guys don't cry please", Calvin requests as Camilla too sobbing.
"I only had Adnan as my friend, i_i never thought of having a friend b_but you two c_came an_ played a h_huge role in my__life", I cry as Calvin hug us.
"If you both cry then i won't go", His voice cracks as we chuckle.
"Please come back successful so that next time you gift us bungalow", Camilla jokes as Calvin laughs.
"And diamond Chips", I blurt as they burst out of laughter.
We started reminising about or crazy moment while laughing hard and finally time to leave.
"Goodbye friend", I smile and leave.
Walking out of restaurant i find Youseff's parking as quickly as i could i walked over and hoped in.
"Hi", He grins.
"Waaleikum salaam", I smile as he looks at me.
"What! you are a muslim so it's salaam", I shrug as he tense up.
"What Youseff?", I look at him as he sighs.
"It's a hi for me", He say in his deep voice as i sigh.
"I prefer Salaam", I shrug.
"It's a hi", He said dismissively.
I sigh and glance out, entire ride's filled with silence except for his stealing glances at me.
As we reach i bolt out of car.
"Sumaiyah", I stop and turn to face him.
"About earlier, i am sorry", He fixated his deep stare at me as i nod and turn.
"Sumaiyah", He pulls me close as i stare at his chest.
"I am sorry", He repeats as i nod again.
"You're angry", He whispers.
I shake my head before him pulling me into a tight hug.
He tightens his arms around me as he snuggles his face against my neck.
"Youseff", I whisper.
Gripping my fingers around my pants as he tightens making my chest against his.
"Youseff!",
Instantly he loosen his grip pulling away but his hands still around me.
"It's fine", I whisper feeling weirdly goosebumps through down my spine.
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Broken Souls (Editing).
RomanceHeyy. ✌🏼Islamic story. Two broken souls are meant to be together but only Allah knows, will they heal mend their heart or completely destroy themselves ______. "If yes? Then who can Mold My heart". An Orphan, Widow and a single Mother who is lef...
