Chapter 8 - Surprising News

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All I felt was his warm soft lips on mine, and his two strong arms around me giving me a feeling of protection. I love the warm feeling that was spreading my body making me to want more of him. I didn't want him to stop. Every place his hands touched me made goosebumps form. His hard lean chest was moving rapidly under my hand, and his hair that was wrapped around my other hand felt so smooth and silky making me feel like I was touching the most expensive cloth in the world. It felt like I was stuck in a dream, but the only thing that made it so real was his smell of jasmine. His smell filled my nose making my brain feel cloudy. I suddenly felt out of breath and had to break the kiss to catch my breath. My heart was beating fast in a above normal rate that made these grey eyes look at me worryingly. Noah opened his mouth about to say something when all of a sudden the light around us started to darken and he started to disappear.

"Noah! Take me with you, were are you going?" I screamed. Tears were starting to run down my eyes. Why is he leaving me all alone in this dark place?

"What do you mean? I am right here," came the reply. I looked around scared unable to see anything in this darkness.

I was shaking with fear and all the warmth that was surrounding me was gone. It was cold and dark and I was left alone by myself. No matter how much I called his name he didn't answer. I sat on the floor only to find out that their was no ground. That's when I started falling into the endless hole. The last thing that I remember happening was me yelling until......"Amal! Amal, are you okay?" I heard a alarmed voice saying to me.

I woke up with a start. I felt my heart move rapidly under my chest. The smell of jasmine was lingering in the air around me. My whole body was wet with sweat yet the room felt so cold. I pulled my knees close to my body and wrapped my arms around myself convincing myself that it would shield me from what I just saw. I said "A'udhu billahi min ash-shaytaan- i'r rajeem," and spit three times to my left (not literary spit) like Islam told us to do when you have a bad dream.

"Shh, it was only a nightmare," I looked up startled forgetting that their was somebody in the room with me, however only to find it wasn't only a somebody. It was Ella and Noah as in two people looking at me anxiously. As soon as my eyes meet Noah's I turned away fast. I could feel my face heating up as I remembered the first part of the dream that quickly turned into a nightmare. I quickly put my hand near my neck to feel if my scarf was their. When I felt it there I let out a sigh of relief remembering that I didn't take it off when the doctor came this afternoon, before my uncle came.

"What are you guys doing here? Isn't visiting hours over?" I asked nervously. I had my "crush" in the room of course I was nervous.

"Actually their is an hour left until visiting hours is over, and we heard you screaming while we were in the waiting room. So, we hurried in thinking you were being killed or something since you were yelling out Noah's name and he is the only guy you know who will save you from a serial killer," I gave Ella the biggest glare I could muster as I felt my face boiling with anger and embarrassment. I didn't even dare glance at  Noah afraid of what his expression would be like.

"Is Laila still here?" I asked changing the subject trying to give Ella the hint that I don't want to talk about what just happened. Especially with her twin in the room .

"No, her fiance's family invited her family to dinner today. She said that it would have been rude not to go since they have been planning this dinner so she can get to know Elias better," said Ella.

I actually needed Laila right now. She is the only person who can save me from this unpleasant, embarrassing, uncomfortable, and humiliating mess.

"That's too bad," I sighed.

"Was Noah murdering me in your nightmare? Is that why you were yelling out his name?" man this girl does not get a hint, or maybe she does but wants to see me suffer.

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